Projects by AX

[Nikusu]

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

Fumika~

Shigofumi for instant FTW!

I love your last two signatures. I don't even like Afro Samurai and I LOVE that signature.

[Larthak]

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

Small update after the weekend.





And a wallpaper. Haven't done those for a while.
http://atomicox.deviantart.com/art/Tri-Part-111496456

Good ones. Took me a while to actually find Afro's head.

Come to think of the wallpaper, when looking at it, do you have those strange colored lines in the gradient? I've never found a way to get rid of them on my LCD. Don't even know if that's possible.

[NorthernFallout]

Originally Posted by lv23

Shigofumi for instant FTW!

I love your last two signatures. I don't even like Afro Samurai and I LOVE that signature.

Originally Posted by Sesshomaru22

Oh, wow, Atomico! Your work keeps getting better and better! I love the Berserker signature. Especially with the effects and everything!

Thankies ^_^

Originally Posted by Larthak

Good ones. Took me a while to actually find Afro's head.

Might have gotten a bit dark. It was on a friend's crappy PC without my settings and monitor.

Come to think of the wallpaper, when looking at it, do you have those strange colored lines in the gradient? I've never found a way to get rid of them on my LCD. Don't even know if that's possible.

Colored lines? I don't know exactly what you mean, but I do get lines in the gradient at times, that's lighter or darker than the next one beside it, if that's what you mean.

EDIT: My new 1TB HDD is up and running \o/ Formatting takes forever...

[Larthak]

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

Colored lines? I don't know exactly what you mean, but I do get lines in the gradient at times, that's lighter or darker than the next one beside it, if that's what you mean.

Well, I don't know if taking a screen and showing it here solves the problem, for it can just be wrong monitor setting. I've seen discussions about it on the net, without any real fix of the problem. I would describe it as...a gradient not as perfect as it should look. It only happens on bigger res and only (as far as my eyes sees it) with B&W gradients. It looks pretty obvious on your wallpaper (the lower half), so that's why I asked. If you don't have such a problem, well...I think I should try some color correction.

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

Ah, it was what I thought. On the WP I linked I see it too and I honestly have no idea why. Might be pixel/monitor related but...

I also heard it might be a Photoshop problem. Meaning a perfect gradient on such high resolution being just plain impossible.

Or it could be a problem of today's LCDs. I don't have a CRT around to test that option. Well, I do in fact, but I'm too lazy to carry that monster over here.

[NorthernFallout]

Originally Posted by Larthak

Well, I don't know if taking a screen and showing it here solves the problem, for it can just be wrong monitor setting. I've seen discussions about it on the net, without any real fix of the problem. I would describe it as...a gradient not as perfect as it should look. It only happens on bigger res and only (as far as my eyes sees it) with B&W gradients. It looks pretty obvious on your wallpaper (the lower half), so that's why I asked. If you don't have such a problem, well...I think I should try some color correction.

Ah, it was what I thought. On the WP I linked I see it too and I honestly have no idea why. Might be pixel/monitor related but...

[NorthernFallout]

Elajisine

Spoiler for Short story:

Against the darkness of space she passed the window where I sat. Such shapes, such greatness. Her golden colors a contrast against the deep void, she silently floated passed me, slowly turning away from the station hangar.
Elajisine, flagship of the Golden Condor Fleet, the most powerful and beautiful vessel of her kind. She had been built on the command of the Princess herself, when our Empire was in dire need of something to hope for, something to cling onto in our deepest sorrows. The hole after the Amnesty War was deep and large parts of our Empire had fallen into the hands of savage heretics. What better then, than this ship, our Princess’ own tool of salvation.

I remember the times I had walked those long and ornamented corridors. Meters after meters of golden walls, servants and guards populating them as the loyal followers they were. It had always baffled me how they could have kept it so clean, and yet I had once been the captain, serving directly under the Princess herself. How this could have gone past, I can never understand.

I don’t know who first came up with the design of such a ship. I know from my own experience that the Princess hadn’t, but that didn’t exclude her closest advisors.
Whoever it was who had done it, that person was a genius. A goddamn genius.
Elajisine, her golden reflection almost blinding my eyes now that the sun arose from the surface of the nearby planet, was inspired by the famous Okkaka bird, native to the planet Orphis. The shape was after its beak, a long, turning and twisting beak, golden in appearance. Adding to the vessel’s already interesting shape were intersections of bulbous shapes, containing living quarters and the engine rooms.

Now that she had almost turned to face the rest of the void, her size came to my mind again. Being a flagship, her usual size dwarfed those of smaller, less important vessels. However, being such a famous and divine vessel, being in the middle ground was not for her.
Oh no, Elajisine was easily the biggest of any known vessel in our Empire, stretching not only ten kilometers, but even fourteen. She was the largest object in the sky right now, only dwarfed by the Messha station and the planet it was orbiting around.

“Pops.”

I turned my head towards my left and saw my son sitting next to me. I hadn’t even noticed he had sat down next to me.

“When did you get here?” I asked.

“A few minutes ago. You looked so deep in thought I didn’t want to disturb you.”

I glanced at the window again and noticed Elajisine activating its engines, gathering speed towards the opposite direction.

“Quite alright, my boy. I tend to be deep in thought…but you already know that.”

“I do,” he said and smiled.

“How is Selene, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“She’s just fine, pops. She is waiting for me down at the reception.”

I nodded and let the vessel out in the void disappear from my view, her destination being a conflict in a distant solar system.

“I guess it’s time to go,” I said and stood up on weak legs. My cane was of old age, I had mostly kept it for nostalgic reason. The drone next to me did most of the job holding me up.

We began to leave the observation plateau, when I felt a nudge of something happening outside my reach.

“Wait,” I said and turned around, facing the window again.

“What is it, pops?” my son said.

My timing was too perfect to be a coincidence. To see the Elajisine begin her warp process was something few people had experienced. Space lit up, glorious and strong light filling the darkness. A vessel preparing to warp was always a magnificent view to behold.
And just like that, it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Gone into space, to another Empire beyond.

I turned around again and motioned to the drone to push me on towards the exit.

“Pops, are you alright?”

“Why shouldn’t I be?” I said before I noticed a tear dropping onto my hand. I touched the side of my face gently and I felt moist beneath my fingers.

“I, um,” I stuttered forth, not knowing what to say.

”Pops, it’s alright. You know you will be able to fly with her as many times as you want after this.”

“Yes, I know,” I said and continued walking towards the area where my mind would be transferred to a machine, forever living, forever able to fly with my Elajisine.

[Katocchi]

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

Very adorable .. I like the BG though .. >.<

+Cookies ..

[Kaix]

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

Elajisine

Spoiler for Short story:

Against the darkness of space she passed the window where I sat. Such shapes, such greatness. Her golden colors a contrast against the deep void, she silently floated passed me, slowly turning away from the station hangar.
Elajisine, flagship of the Golden Condor Fleet, the most powerful and beautiful vessel of her kind. She had been built on the command of the Princess herself, when our Empire was in dire need of something to hope for, something to cling onto in our deepest sorrows. The hole after the Amnesty War was deep and large parts of our Empire had fallen into the hands of savage heretics. What better then, than this ship, our Princess’ own tool of salvation.

I remember the times I had walked those long and ornamented corridors. Meters after meters of golden walls, servants and guards populating them as the loyal followers they were. It had always baffled me how they could have kept it so clean, and yet I had once been the captain, serving directly under the Princess herself. How this could have gone past, I can never understand.

I don’t know who first came up with the design of such a ship. I know from my own experience that the Princess hadn’t, but that didn’t exclude her closest advisors.
Whoever it was who had done it, that person was a genius. A goddamn genius.
Elajisine, her golden reflection almost blinding my eyes now that the sun arose from the surface of the nearby planet, was inspired by the famous Okkaka bird, native to the planet Orphis. The shape was after its beak, a long, turning and twisting beak, golden in appearance. Adding to the vessel’s already interesting shape were intersections of bulbous shapes, containing living quarters and the engine rooms.

Now that she had almost turned to face the rest of the void, her size came to my mind again. Being a flagship, her usual size dwarfed those of smaller, less important vessels. However, being such a famous and divine vessel, being in the middle ground was not for her.
Oh no, Elajisine was easily the biggest of any known vessel in our Empire, stretching not only ten kilometers, but even fourteen. She was the largest object in the sky right now, only dwarfed by the Messha station and the planet it was orbiting around.

“Pops.”

I turned my head towards my left and saw my son sitting next to me. I hadn’t even noticed he had sat down next to me.

“When did you get here?” I asked.

“A few minutes ago. You looked so deep in thought I didn’t want to disturb you.”

I glanced at the window again and noticed Elajisine activating its engines, gathering speed towards the opposite direction.

“Quite alright, my boy. I tend to be deep in thought…but you already know that.”

“I do,” he said and smiled.

“How is Selene, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“She’s just fine, pops. She is waiting for me down at the reception.”

I nodded and let the vessel out in the void disappear from my view, her destination being a conflict in a distant solar system.

“I guess it’s time to go,” I said and stood up on weak legs. My cane was of old age, I had mostly kept it for nostalgic reason. The drone next to me did most of the job holding me up.

We began to leave the observation plateau, when I felt a nudge of something happening outside my reach.

“Wait,” I said and turned around, facing the window again.

“What is it, pops?” my son said.

My timing was too perfect to be a coincidence. To see the Elajisine begin her warp process was something few people had experienced. Space lit up, glorious and strong light filling the darkness. A vessel preparing to warp was always a magnificent view to behold.
And just like that, it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Gone into space, to another Empire beyond.

I turned around again and motioned to the drone to push me on towards the exit.

“Pops, are you alright?”

“Why shouldn’t I be?” I said before I noticed a tear dropping onto my hand. I touched the side of my face gently and I felt moist beneath my fingers.

“I, um,” I stuttered forth, not knowing what to say.

”Pops, it’s alright. You know you will be able to fly with her as many times as you want after this.”

“Yes, I know,” I said and continued walking towards the area where my mind would be transferred to a machine, forever living, forever able to fly with my Elajisine.

This story is really great. The beginning was nice, but it wasn't until it the ending that I began realizing how powerfully sad it really is. Very emotional in my opinion.

[escimo]

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

Nice. Very so. Great lighting. It's somehow mesmerizing to look at.
Will have to get back to you on the short story. TLRd it for now. Sorry bout that.

[NorthernFallout]

Originally Posted by Katocchi

Very adorable .. I like the BG though .. >.<

+Cookies ..

Thanks.

Originally Posted by Kai the Reaper

This story is really great. The beginning was nice, but it wasn't until it the ending that I began realizing how powerfully sad it really is. Very emotional in my opinion.

Good you thought so Kai, I was aiming for something to that degree.

Originally Posted by escimo

Nice. Very so. Great lighting. It's somehow mesmerizing to look at.
Will have to get back to you on the short story. TLRd it for now. Sorry bout that.

I was planning to play around with lightning in this one after seeing a similar somewhere else. I guess it worked

Now, for more random images.

This was kinda an experiment to see how far I could go without other material. have no idea what it is really, but I like to think of it as a galaxy of some kind.

Spoiler for size:

A forum project and I made the name for lawls.


Now for some cleaning. Rather simple IMO, but the result was above expected.

Original 1: http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/9639/1016jh8.jpg

Spoiler for Cleaned 1:

Original 2: http://img13.imageshack.us/img13/3852/1009ru2.jpg

Spoiler for Cleaned 2:

Original 3: http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/4647/1066mn7.jpg

Spoiler for Cleaned 3:

and lastly, a sig for an SOTW [Theme: Horror]

[NorthernFallout]

Too much inspiration and energy.





Another short story. Alone

Spoiler for Alone:

We had such extreme bad luck that day. Ordinary pirates would have been bad enough, they usually just take what they can and escape. Using small and agile crafts they can easily sneak past sentries and rob ordinary citizens on their possessions. Usually they got away, but rarely killed nor injured anyone.

But that seemed to not be the case that day. Either it was only bad timing or a navigation error on our part when we entered a system unknown to us. Taking that route seemed like the logical choice at the time, saving us both time and fuel.
Unbeknownst to us, that particular system was a certain pirate faction’s territory.

We didn’t notice anything strange at first. The gravitational pull of the local star made us unable to enter warp and we were forced to move out of its reach before we could continue. That in itself wasn’t unusual; it was the same for every ship in our Empire. No one had yet invented a warp drive with the capability to enter warp near a celestial object as big as a star.

While moving away from the pull at full speed, we received an encrypted message. It told us we were being watched and that we soon would be facing the consequences of ever entering their territory.
We didn’t know what to make out of it at first, it could after all had been an automated signal, as old as the first ship entering the system.
As unlikely that it was to even receive such a message, we readied the ship for assault anyway. Better to be safe than sorry, as our captain used to say.

It took a quarter of an hour before anything else happened. When it did, we didn’t stand a chance.
First, a very small craft appeared in front of us, its shape resembling that of an egg with small, razor-sharp wings on its side. Pulsing from it was disturbance beams, designed to wreak havoc on our weapon system.
To add to our misery, a second spacecraft appeared, having the exact same appearance as the first. This time, our control system went offline and we were unable to do anything other than just observe as another craft seemed to getting closer to us from behind.

I was stationed at the scanner station and I got the first look at this newcomer. I was horrified of what I saw. At that very moment I knew our already slim chances of survival had ran out.
The spacecraft that approached us was smooth and doubled us in size. It had no easily recognizable features and I had not seen anything like it. From its weapon bays, huge machinery made itself visible, moving into position to aim at us.
I had no great knowledge of weaponry, but these I knew I had seen before. The features of magnetic propulsion cannons was known to many and feared in battle for its huge damage and accuracy potential.

I remember I was drawn out of my thoughts by the intercom crackling to life. Instead of opening fire right away, the bastards had decided to contact us before deciding our fate. Our captain had a very brief conversation with them, pleading for our lives, offering everything we had.
As it didn’t prove enough for them, they cut the connection and everything went still for a few minutes.

Then, the assault began. The first volleys of projectiles hit our armor and shook the entire ship’s structure. The alarm began to ring, signaling us to run for the evacuation vessels in the cargo bay. I left my chair as fast as I could and ran, leaving all my work behind me, months of effort wasted.
I swore under my breath, cursing them.

As I ran through the narrow corridors towards the service elevator, the second volley arrived. This time it broke our armor and the ship once again shook like an enraged animal. The control room had probably been destroyed and whoever was left behind had probably gone with it.
Arriving at the elevator, I decided to access a control panel to check the status of the rest of the ship. Working quickly, I got an overview of the situation, which to add to my misery was worse than I had first thought.
Over half of the crew was dead, our engines near their critical limit and most of the elevators had stopped working, blocking the way to the cargo bay. I was the only one in that particular section of the ship, but I didn’t know how many was left in the other ones. Maybe I was the only one left. I didn’t know at the time.

My time from military school returned to my mind, survival training kicking in. I disconnected my pad from the panel, jumped into the elevator and made sure the doors closed accordingly. Then the way down began. It seemed far longer than it usually was, probably because of the adrenaline and implants, making me react far faster than normal.
From every hit our ship sustained, the elevator I was riding shook, throwing me around inside its flat walls.

After what seemed like an eternity, the doors opened. I had arrived at the cargo bay, but what met my eyes was not promising. Fires had broken out almost everywhere and many of the vessels on stand-by had been destroyed by debris or explosions. To my disappointment I saw no other person in the bay, but I continued searching for a useable vessel.
Finally, I saw it. It was partially hidden behind another, burning, vessel, but it looked undamaged enough. It took some time for me to get around all the junk and fires before I reached it and jumped onto its hull. The heat made me flimsy and unstable on my feet, but I still managed to get the door open enough to allow me slipping through it.
Inside the small compartment, I tried to calm down, telling myself that I had made it to some sort of safety.

That feeling was short lived as a most powerful volley managed to hit the cargo bay doors. They exploded with such force that everything inside the bay got tossed around, including my own vessel. I had not managed to restrain myself into the seat and I was launched out of it, hitting my head on the control board, then on the side of the compartment.

For a moment, I didn’t know what had happened. My eyes were watery and blurry, I tasted blood on my tongue and everything was dark. I rose up from where I lay furthest back in the vessel and supported myself against the wall until I reached the seat. I let my body fall into it and secured myself.
I put a hand to my temple and felt something moist. I pulled it back and saw red color splashed across my palm. I took my other hand and drew it across my face. More blood covered it.
Ignoring my injuries for just a moment, I took a peek outside.

Somehow, during the blast that destroyed the cargo bay, my vessel had squeezed through the debris and had emerged unscathed in space, although without power. All around me other vessels were floating, dead, with holes and lights flickering on and off. Small pieces of debris got in contact with the hull of my vessel and made low, metallic noises.
In the distance I saw the ship I had served on for the last month. As rigid as it had been, it now looked like a wreck, its armor gone and internal structure entangled, bent with heat and outside force.
The pirates had stopped shooting, probably because they had deemed the ship dead, its crew now floating silently in space.

The scanner on my ship picked up a new signal. It seemed to be the pirates again, but now they were talking with each other on open channels. I heard them laugh heartily, patting their backs in their minds. I bit my lip and clenched my fists at their on-going feast of the weak.
Now, when I everything was over, the aftermath overcame me. I began to shake ever so slowly before tears rained down my cheeks. I tried to wipe them away but they kept coming. I yelled out in frustration and hit whatever I could get my hands on. I had been so helpless, my life depending of these monsters’ decisions.

I finally calmed down and tried to get most of the salt water out of my face, when I catched a glimpse of myself in a small window. It was a pity sight to behold. My long hair that usually was tied in a knot hang in rags, clotted with blood and other substances. I had scars, open wounds and blood all over me. I was in dire need of medical assistance, but compared to the rest of the crew, those I once knew as friends, I had been lucky to have escaped such an ordeal. Extremely lucky.

I told the vessel to open the sleep pod, hoping it wasn’t damaged. To my relief, the backup battery was unharmed and I began to undress to enter it. My clothes were, similar to my hair, smeared in blood and now also showed more wounds on the rest of my body when they were removed.
Before entering the pod, I took a last glance at the control board, looking for a name. There, in its yellow glow, I found the name of the people I would, somehow, have my revenge on. ‘The Wolverines’ they had named themselves. I put that name into my mind, swearing to never forget it and entered the pod.

Now, as I lay here, writing about what happened, inside this pod akin to a coffin, I wonder how long it will take until someone finds me. Days seems not likely, neither does weeks. Maybe it will be months, even years before someone picks me up, especially with these monsters nearby. But mark my words I will return your actions that you have made. Just wait, ‘Wolverines’, for I shall return.

Advice and critique appreciated.

[NorthernFallout]

T-T-T-Triple post!





Request




Played around to get a good perspective then played around with color/light.

[Marina]

D: Man, lately it's been pretty dead on the fan creation feedback. I'm feeling it myself in my own thread >.<

Forgot to mention that I LOVE your first Samus sig. I've seen that image before and liked it then, so of course I loved what you did with it.

You always do such a great just with lighting and clarity in your sigs, the reflection and translucence really makes your sigs look much cleaner than anything I could dream of making.

Pretty good job of cleaning those three images too, I'll have to run some requests by you some time!

[NorthernFallout]

Originally Posted by Marina

D: Man, lately it's been pretty dead on the fan creation feedback. I'm feeling it myself in my own thread >.<

Heh, yeah, although I don't do much about it myself. Have to go around and write stuff up, but I'm so lazy + exams are coming up

Forgot to mention that I LOVE your first Samus sig. I've seen that image before and liked it then, so of course I loved what you did with it.

You always do such a great just with lighting and clarity in your sigs, the reflection and translucence really makes your sigs look much cleaner than anything I could dream of making.

Thanks. I'm always trying to make them look clean and clear, most of the time. It's the Web 2.0 designs that hit me on that point.

Aw, come on, your entry in the SOTM is quite clear and clean to me, thus why I voted for it.

Pretty good job of cleaning those three images too, I'll have to run some requests by you some time!

Those 3 was quite easy, seeing how nothing was obstructing the image. I think however, the quality improved quite a bit and that was what I was going for. And yea, as long as they ain't too complicated I can do something.

[escimo]

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

Don't know what else to say. Fantastic sig. Loving it.

[SkyLight]

Awesome work love the looks of most of them

Will have more looks at home, school -.-

[NorthernFallout]

Originally Posted by escimo

Don't know what else to say. Fantastic sig. Loving it.

Thanks. I've been thinking of doing "In-game photography" and posting on my blog. Trying to find the right angle/light in a game sounds a bit strange, but I find it fun

Originally Posted by SkyLight

Awesome work love the looks of most of them

Will have more looks at home, school -.-

Thankies ^_^
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Might have gotten a bit messy. Unsure of the text too.

[SkyLight]

Wow awesome work again

Just a question would you mind if I asked for a signature?

[seohadczy]

Congrats on your thread Ilya nice work btw

[NorthernFallout]

Originally Posted by SkyLight

Wow awesome work again

Just a question would you mind if I asked for a signature?

Depends, I don't (usually) do requests nowadays due to me wanting to choose pics and stuff myself. (Sigs get bad if I'm within limits.)
However,tell me what you had in mind and I can decide then.