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I was playing around with a sunset photo I had taken, when I got the idea for a planet similar to Earth, populated with humanoid type creatures who find something to grumble about regardless of the situation. Their conversation might go something like: I can’t believe it Zhrikplatth, that’s the third time this Dasnuba that the skyhop has been late. Keep your veins in, Krryp, at least we can enjoy another methane sunset while we wait.
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“Yeeehaaa,” roared Jim. His face creased with laughter and he felt somewhat light-headed, even with the benefit of a pressure suit. He turned to Frankie at his side. “Woah! That dive gets me every time.” “Me too,” chortled Frankie, “although it’s the first time we’‘ve done it with invisibility off.” Frankie gently tweaked the single control column, levelling the, “Frisbee” over the Yarra. “What we are doing will change Earth for ever, Jim.” said Frankie grimly. All traces of the euphoria they had both felt at the end of the swoop, had evaporated like the fog over the Yarra. “Someone had to do it”, replied Jim softly. His eyes betraying a sadness, at odds with his clipped comment. They dipped lower and slowed, drifting silently forward about 100 metres above the dark waters, reflected like some giant metallic Krispy Kreme. They needed to be as visible as possible to the morning crowds. The time for pretending, misinformation and outright lies, was over. No-one could stop them now. Ever since the days of the USAF’s infamous “Project Blue Book”, cover up. There had been a small group of dissenters, effectively silenced, through means both fair and fowl. After secret and careful preparation, their time had come. They had finally decided to risk all and act. Frankie tweaked the controls and then let the craft settle into its auto landing function. They touched down near to the harbour entrance and within minutes, helicopters and fighter aircraft from the Australian Air force were buzzing overhead, like angry gnats ahead of a summer storm. The nervous and expectant crowds lined every vantage point and cameras, both official and private clicked and whirred away – capturing and sending information at light speed around the globe. The ramp lowered and the crowds hushed as the men walked slowly and deliberately down and towards the awaiting media. Jim grinned again, exposing row after row of very tiny, but very sharp teeth…
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The original concept sketch for, “Creature in Repose” “What seems to be the problem, chief? / “Nothing serious sir, we just seemed to have snagged the nets on something. We should be able to clear them soon…” The fishing trawler, Schnarly, inadvertantly awakens an ancient subterranean lava gobbler.
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I went out last night and got some good clear shots of the moon.
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“Phew! Thank goodness I caught up with you; I thought I’d missed the mail run.” / Akkermesh grinned with relief, as he skilfully flipped his letters into the snail box. Another gentrime, would have been too long to wait for the return trip. “You are lucky slurped the snail, another three pecsureps and I would have been through the gap. Many Red orbits to wait for my return, had you not caught me in time.” In ages past, on their once unpolluted crystal planet, Kryx, communications had advanced from wires to wireless over a few short gentrimes. Scientific advances soon allowed sub-atomic particle encoding quark transfer possible. Nothing faster, or more reliable than transfer at thought speed, they had surmised. It even made light, pedestrian by comparison. They were correct regarding the speed, but quite wrong re the reliability. The Kryxian miners had reached thought speed, with information transfer, which it turned out, surpassed even that of light. Thought transfer had one major flaw though, it could be intercepted by highly trained individuals using intuitive telepathic look and lock techniques. The invisible “ether” of space, the so called empty or dark zones between solid objects was not, it turned out, empty at all. It was, the scientists had discovered, like an invisible elastic blanket, to which all things were connected and from which all things had sprung. This meant that highly trained individuals could, “surf the blanket” with the right clues and be led, also at thought speed, to the information they sought. The focus of energy required to concentrate and transmit the packets of data, created a “heat” signature in the mental ethers which gave them away and allowed interception and decoding. After a few major breaches of their defences and the lucky discovery of an enemy agent at work, the Kryxians searched for a more reliable method of information transfer. Then, quite by accident, they stumbled upon snail mail. Evolving naturally in the dank, dark, slimy caverns beneath Kryx, the snails had developed an ability to communicate between themselves, using biological wave sensors on their “feet”. Over time they had roamed towards the surface in search of food, and that’s where they found the miners. As a young free thinking miner hybrid, Akkermesh was first to recognise the special transport abilities of the amazing snails. In collaboration with the gastropods and the top scientific minds on Kryx, they had formulated a process using holographic multiplication, to create gigantic thought bubble transfer domes, which could double as protective bubble shields around their cities. The Kryxians used a recently developed write and memory wipe technique so that traces would not appear in the ethers. Once sealed, the writing was chemically encoded with the paper and vibrationally tuned to the recipient. Should anyone other than the intended receiver, open the letter, the paper would instantly dissolve. Thus the era of “Snailmail” was born on Kryx.
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Again, with the eyes. the original face was split in two and both of the same sides were melded back together, tweaked the expression to knock out too much symmetry and voila. Made it to the Featured page! Twice! (2nd time on August 18, 2008) / Featured in the Fine Art Composites group on January 9, 2009.
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For all you Eco Warriors / Low-energy lightsaber – use with caution. Save the planet or save the universe, your choice. / The t-shirt: /
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The cliff face shimmered slightly as the craft slipped softly into the blue. They hugged the sheer wall until they were well clear, then dipped into the powdered soft whiteness beneath. It had been a while since their last meeting. Hopefully this one would go better… I have used this digital painting as the cover for my / 2009 Sci Fi Calendar /
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Rebel Alliance symbol with a deconstructed look. *revised: After getting one myself I have shifted the design up a fraction and made the symbol slightly more red as it came out a bit brown originally. Please check out my other work:
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Guess who? This is a variation of my London Calling entry for all my fellow sci-fi geeks. / Tom Baker’s Doctor Who was my first doctor. Then I fell out of touch for a while until Sylvester McCoy brought me back (although I think it was more of an adolescent crush on “Ace”). The new doctors of Christopher Eccelston and David Tenant have made pulp sci-fi popular again!
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Deathbot brought me much lol so i decided to expand on his adventures. reminds me of a mate of mine actually… http://jeffreyphillips.com.au
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Inspired by one of those mechanical solar system things, an “Orrery” I believe. / Either way, I thought it made for a cool design. :) Dark t-shirt version.
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A retro style 1940/50s style rocket blasts it’s way into orbit, or maybe to the Moon or Mars in time for tea with the Martians perhaps.
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Spine
by Scott WhiteThis is a facepaint I did a while back. I used WolfeFX make-up for the whole thing.
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This droid has been resurrected and is ascending to sound.
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model -http://chonastock-stock.deviantart.com/ MUSIC / Forever Autumn – Justin Hayward
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Based on the Edgar rice burroughs books of barsoom a romantic vision of a dying mars. mjranum-model stock-deviant art anothergirl anotherplanet
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Protector of the Universe! Ultraman! In the early 1970’s, what little kid didn’t want to be Ultraman!
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Big scary robot attacks city. You know the theme to this story. Robot Attacks
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Two bots in an epic struggle for cash and prizes Update 06-23-09 Robots are printing too dark, I have gone back and lighten them up. Offering slightly reduced priced.
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It might be “My First Raygun” but it can still boil your bone marrow in less than a nanosecond. Or you may enjoy these alternatives…
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Stock from the following: Moonchilde / greenaleydis-stock / katanaz-stock PSE/Silver Efex Pro Due to restrictions imposed by the owners of the stock images used in this particular work, I will not be able to sell this image on Red Bubble. If you are interested in purchasing a print, please contact me. Copyright RabbitHeart, 2009
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