So, I was in my art AP class, enjoying the atmosphere, by which I mean talking to hot girls(one of the areas where Artists>Programmers) and during a lull I found I had a hankerin'. A hankerin' to actually draw something that I like drawing. Don't get me wrong, I like drawing just about anything, but sometimes doing pixel art gets kinda old kinda fast.
So I decided to upgrade one of my favorite designs from the pixel-realm into the arena of physical artwork, then back into Photoshop. I plan do it up right like the big red MiG from a while back, and the other red MiG from even further back.
Behold, some lines on paper that form a fighter jet of somesuch kind:
It's hard to see how the rear forms up, so here's the original:
Ok, here's a story for you guys of questionable humor but deep significance... or not.
Ok, so there's this girl, and I knew her vaguely because she's friends with friends, and one friend of mine really liked her... a lot. So there was this field trip a couple weeks back and I talked to her and a friend, and I was being funny and extremely charming(oh, I can dish it out in RL).
Skip ahead, I go to prom alone and she goes with one of my friends from school and I hang out with them as I don't dance much, and I think I may've impressed her more that her date because I think I got most of the laughs in the converstaion. Anyway, she obtains my phone number during one of our numerous bomb threats(nothing worth wetting your pants about, happens alls the time here) and we start texting and eventually establish that we like each other. By the way, it seems that I am a master of text-messaging, cleverness FTW. We decide to have a 'movie night' at my house Friday. Cool.
Now we have our movie night and make out and stuff(during Dr. Strangelove, because I'm pretty much the pimpest guy ever). I feel like I'm living in a fantasy of that first friend who was borderline obsessed with her. Anyway, everything goes well by my reckoning and we part with no underlying problems -or so I thought...
Now, I don't talk to her very much that weekend otensibly because she is busy and sick. This was an indicator of a problem, so Monday was litmus-day and I saw her, amd there was little affection at all. Something is up, f'sure. I meet her the next morning after she texts me the classic "we need to talk."
Of course it's obvious we're not destined for each other, but you know what she actually said? "I don't like you like that..."(wait for it...) "you're more like a brother to me."
That's worse than "let's be friends"! And we made out! Of course, later on I talked to her and she said "I'm confused, you wouldn't want to be in a relationship where you're confused, would you?" Augh! Also, she still wants to 'hang out sometime,' whatever the hell that means.
The whole thing is ridiculous. Such is my life.
This is a montage of all the aircraft drawn for the game so far. These are the in-game sprites, from the Player's jet to the giant AWACS. The link is for the unadulterated PNG, which is about 500 KB:
Note the car for scale.
Some of the planes are real, some ain't, it's complicated.
Well, I have to help clean the house tomorrow, so I better be getting to bed.