“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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Captain X34Gtlip emerged from his alpha state and focused an emotional high beam to base, his green slimy grippers flipped on the data recorder and he opened his private telepathic communications channel, His partner would see and experience with him…........... Yeeeeeeehhaaaaaaaa, rippled through his conscious self as he zipped over the ice divide.
The chances of anything coming from Mars, are a million to one they said. And so begins the fight for humanity. / ( Apophysis 3D & Photo Impact ) / . / Click here / . / Click here ...As I was born in 1947, I can remember hearing a repeat of the Invasion on the wireless by Orson Wells. / TV wasn’t around then and it was radio every night. / So when it first came out I bought Jeff Wayne’s two record set on vinyl, which is still one of my prized posessions…. ==========================
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“Faster Mnlik, they are gaining on us!” “Keep your party hat on dear, they have forgotten to raise the landing gear on their “Beatle”.” Mnlik allowed himself a self-satisfied smile, while closing the right wing pod slightly to deflect them away from the cliffs. The Hihangers would not be happy if their city rest time was disturbed in any way. He need to maximise the downdraft and use the sweeping air currents through the gorge, to increase his advantage before Bloddk, realised his mistake and raised the legs. Bloddk would not win this year, Mnlik decided, his jovial headgear from the festivities belying his determination. Ever since the early transmissions from Earth all those millennia ago and the “Fab Four” had been popularised into local culture, the planet had changed. A change for the better he thought. In the old days, it was all work and no play. Public and even private displays of emotion were frowned upon. Not anymore, he grinned. The images, filtered through the space-time warp, were grainy, but enough data had arrived to let them know that they were not alone. The priests were wrong, there was life elsewhere after all. From what they could gather, they were humanoid like themselves and maybe “The one who had arrived” to tell them about immortality was also wrong… laughing and finding things funny was probably ok, and just maybe, winning a Beatle race would not consign your soul to hlekka for eternity. Their minds were opening, it felt good. “What are you smiling at, Mnlik?” questioned Frontalia, twisting her head to keep their pursuers in sight. “You know if you lose concentration in this gorge, we won’t make it ahead of them and there are rumours that the river snappers are back to their old tricks, so don’t get too close to the acid. “Relax darling, I was just thinking about how we carved their faces over the vector shields on our craft. They honour life forms, light years away, whom we will never meet. What matters though, is that the carvings remind us not to go back to the old ways.” They flew on in silence, both deep in thought, the race almost forgotten. In the background a song from Earth soothed their minds- ”...on and on, across the universe…”
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Inspired by “War of the Worlds’
Ships, 3d models rendered in Carrara. HDR image lighting. Each ship was given a target to point at, thus creating illusion of similar trajectory. Planet-stock image of a hurricane-satellite view. An abstract of my own overlaid and screened. Planet in distance, rendered by Lunar Cell, Photoshop plug-in. Screened on top of planet. Engine flares-particule effects from Particle illusion, Lens flares (Genarts), Muzzle flash (Tinerbox); upper atmosphere haze on ships-Shine plug in. Composited initially in after effects; then into Photoshop for finishing.
Welcome to Planet Deversion :)
The idea of ‘the butterfly effect’ comes from the science of chaos theory. It suggests that everything is connected, to the extent that the beating of a butterfly’s wings in one part of the world may ultimately contribute to a tornado happening in another part of the world. It strikes most of us as a fanciful notion – but it is more true than we realise, particularly when it comes to the environmemt A part of us dies if butterfly dies .
A battle station aboard a United World spaceship in deep space, fending off an alien attack. / “we got one and have a bead on a solo space pod. The saucer is next!” PS Elements 5, gimp, drawing, fractals, and effects.
Thanking the following stock providers who made this digital manipulation possible. http://peace-of-art.deviantart.com/ / http://cgtextures.com/ / http://brushes.obsidiandawn.com/
Thanking the following stock providers who made this digital manipulation possible. http://cgtextures.com/ / http://brushes.obsidiandawn.com/
This oldie I figured could use some credit…
The solo pods explore the surface of this watery planet.
Having made my second batch of 3D models I wanted to make a picture with them. I haven’t included anything that I didn’t construct myself. If I were to be less true to my new creations then I would consider having the light cast from behind the camera throwing a shadow of a man on a phone. That would be the one who is ringing his Mum and proudly saying Hey Ma! I got me a critter in a jar. As it stands clearly the light source is the wrong and we can’t see his shadow. ;-)
The scout ship came out of the mother ship that remained static beyond and above the island. The scout ships worked rapidly and thoroughly even periodically descending into the water. Rendered in Vue 6 modeled with MOI
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