“Come on, let’s finish this” Nidhok grunted impatiently, his fingers finding the binding rope around the Cadian’s arms and dragging him up to his knees. The imperial soldier let out a stream of barely coherent insults and prayers, which were promptly silenced by the huge Pactsman’s fist. Nidhok looked at his knuckles, smeared with blood and snot, his face scrunching up into a grimace of disgust.
Blind, however, didn’t want to finish it quickly. He reveled in the act, posed before the huddled crowd of PDF soldiers and civilians of the hive as he flicked his chain-knife on and off.
This particular Cadian had been one of the last captives. The rest have been either killed or converted. Scourger Pig sent off the freshly made, not even initiated Pactsmen to dig grave-pits for the dead. Blind had a hard time understanding why the Scourger insisted on burying the headless corpses of loyalist filth, but accepted Pigs explanation. The Scourger thought that digging graves for their former comrades would teach them a good lesson. “The Corpse-worshipping scum never do the same favor for us. We need to differ, because if not, how are we better, where’s our honor to separate us from these animals? The Butcher needs the skulls and their blood, but the bodies – leave them to their ilk”, he said. This one, however, didn’t want to crack. The Cadian stormtrooper, despite all the crying, all the slime pouring down his nose, didn’t want to denounce his Emperor. The Eyeless Centries sergeant could see, how the pathetic struggle found a response in the judging grey eyes of the few dozen Burvaak Hive citizens. Hope and anger, and defiance.
Slowly, Blind grinned, barring his crooked and filed teeth. In these years full of pain and disappointment, he’d learned how to deprive people of them.
His hand planted on the camo green helmet of the Cadian, he outstretched his arm towards the audience. They’ve gathered these people to find medics and technical specialists amongst their midst, but they hadn’t budged. The Pact executed the Ecclesiarchy Confessors that rallied the masses to the front, but it still wasn’t enough. It was evident, that something more earthly should be done. Something to break the repulsive spirit these maggots possessed.
The knife in Blind’s hand revved up again. He nodded to the cameraman Pacter to roll on the holo-pict recorder.
“You, people of Burvaak! Do you believe that your…” He chortled. “Emperor protects you?! Now do you believe that?” Murmurs, then silence. The sergeant managed to focus his bitterness and hate, focus it on the waxen, lifeless and braindead faces of loyalist citizenry, the dumb looks upon the few surviving PDF’s faces. Blind grabbed the helmet once more, ignoring the protesting squirms of the Cadian soldier, his nails scraping alongside the helm’s ridges and jerked the doomed man’s head upwards.
“We’ll see then, if your Emperor protects…” He almost whispered, and in one practiced, smooth motion, sunk the small whirring teeth of the chain-knife into opening between the Cadian’s flack collar and the strap of his headgear. The man writhed and twitched futily in the firm grasp of Nidhok, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water – though, not in the eyes of Blind, who’ve never seen a single aquatic creature and just relished in the agony of the dying loyalist. Blind knew how to cut a throat so that the second bloody grin that opens on a man’s neck wouldn’t spew a fountain, but rather dump a steaming load of blood onto the ground.
The Cadians eyes rolled back into his head as he gurgled and spasmed in a pathetic attempt to draw breath, and the people saw how the esophagus and some white-ish strings convulsed inside his slashed throat. The loyalists armor quickly grew slick and dark in the front, as the arteries continued to frantically pump the vital fluids through the dying person’s veins. Blinds grin grew even wider than the mortal wound he inflicted on his enemy. The red of his ocular visor flashed sinisterly, as he felt justice being served.
“Oh, but seems like he didn’t protect you…” His tone took a condescending, falsely remorseful tinge. “Looks like your Corpsegod on the Shit-throne doesn’t care if you die or not, and none of his Angels of Vengeance came to strike me down!”
Blind paused, his thoughts turning back to his encounter with the Astartes, but he quickly regained his composure.
“ He doesn’t protect. He lets your heroes bleed, heralding the eternal glory and honor of the Bloodied one! As it should be, as it will be! You are scum ready to be harvested by your master, and you don’t even try and resist! Heroes!”
The Pactsman’s hand left the helmet of the Cadian, and casting one last, incredibly satisfied glance on the contorted features of the dead imperials face, the tears streaking down his cheeks, he moved forward and squatted down beside a couple of teenage refugees that looked at him with abject horror written all over their faces. The cameraman followed him.
“You can be heroes”, drawled Blind and cautiously licked blood from the now motionless blades of the chainknife. “Or, you can be the one with the knife.”
Finally finished! My, in my opinion, best work as of late, and the triumphant return of the Blood Pact gang into my work! They're as hateful as ever, and no loyalist would stand in their way to purge the world from infidel Imperial scum.
Spent a llot of time on this, and seeing as how multi-figure work is not my forte, I'm extremely pleased how this came out.
Critique and comment plz, in such cases of dedicated work it's extremely important for me.
ACHTUNG: I'm aware that such works provokes extreme nerdrage in certain individuals. As I'm all for free speech and shiiiet, you can nerdrage and I won't block you. You can post all your teenage "BUUH MY BLACK TEMPLARS WOULD TTLY KICK UR OCS ASS PURGE THE HERETIC BURN THE UNCLEAN". However, I warn you, that my replies to nerdrage would be to nerdrage at you even harder, in which case I won't accept any "you're childish" or "you're a fanboy" remarks if you choose to behave as a braindead fanboy yourself. Just sayin')
Been putting writing this crit off for the main reason having a head full of snot, the second being that I wanted to take my time to evaluate this. It deserves at the very least that!
First, seeing as dA keeps expecting us to condense complex critical thoughts into some visual/numerical shape, in this case stars (why is it always STARS!?), I have to define how the evaluation there is made: I have decided to make that evaluation from the perspective of the artist: what I know of him, what I know him capable of etc. It makes the most sense to me. It also means crits are on case by case basis more than anything, set only in the context of the artist who makes them, because there can be no actual "competition" in art. Also, it is not fair to compare Deviants to the likes of Monet, Picasso, Zorn etc.
With that out of the way, let's get rolling.
I did manage to do a green-line of this: [link] Green-line because of all the red in this. And you will notice the picture is flipped.
Let's start outwards and work in.
The over all impact is very good. I know someone pointed out in the comments that there needs to be more background, but I disagree. With your average amount of detailing, having some "negative space" is only for the better.
And there is nothing wrong with the visionary idea, in my book. You have a clear idea to convey, with or without short-story. The story only adds depth to the picture, but from my perspective, the picture does the work well enough on its own. As it should.
Here's the actual crit though: You might've noticed, from the green-line, that there are a few anatomical and perspective gaffs that detract from the final product, like the spikes on Nidhok's helmet not aligning properly, that the chain knife's sides aren't quite parallel and that the helmet on Nidhok's head can't quite fit between those shoulder pads, but these are really minor issues, in my opinion. More problematic is Blind's left arm, which doesn't like like it is foreshortened right, the right arm's wrist and that Blind's hips seem kinda wide. At least from how I read the picture.
Nidhok also seems like he's looming a little too close for comfort in relation to blind, and I think this is where the generally cramped feeling the picture is the worst. The problem with Painter, as far as I am concerned, is that it doesn't provide a canvas easily adjustable. Either that, or you should start thumb-nailing your pictures before you start drawing them, trying out what layouts work the best, and scaling things to fit. As it is, the picture looks a little too small for big Nidhok.
The being said, I still adore your colouring, the attention you lavish on things, especially faces and skin. I'm sort of in love with the light from Nidhok's cigarette butt and his blue eyes. The guy in the front is a very nice touch, he seems to be relishing what is going on almost as much as Blind and Nidhok, if not more. He just can't pull his eyes away from the lovely lovely red pouring out of the Cadian's neck. And neither can I. You have a skill with blood that is downright insane. The bright red contrasts well with his green fatigues and ties the Cadian together with the other elements in the picture. Red is the overall tone, and even if it is a very warm colour, you've balanced it well enough so that it doesn't feel like I'm getting a suntan from my monitor.
That was my ass-long critique of this. I hope it helps, and make no mistake: I still like this. I just know you can push yourself that little bit further still!
Frankly, though it saddens me, I like this picture. I personally tend to empathize with the commitment and bravery of the Guardsman facing ignominious and unpleasant death rather than allowing himself to betray his ideals by joining his enemy to save his life. But regardless of who you root for, you can't deny that the picture is intense and provokes emotion and visceral response, one way or another.
People who rage without thinking need to stop a moment and realize what setting they're in. This is not a universe of black and white; it is Warhammer 40k, an entire universe that thrives on the most brutal subversions of conventional morality its creators can dream up in order to pit dark gray against darker gray against mind-numbing, abbyssal black. People forget that just because the Imperials are one of the most sympathetically presented factions, and just because the Imperials are presented as having certain virtues in certain ways, doesn't make them any less the people who it has ben firmly established will happily slaughter you for so much as having a birth defect, questioning someone who outranks you, or attempting to protest a law you don't like. Unlike many settings, which lay out essentially a Universal Correct Opinion on X for everything, 40k is built so that people can approach it from as many different angles as they want. In the real world, there is no such thing as a Universal Correct Opinion on X. There are only the beliefs of people, which vary wildly. Not liking some of the variations doesn't mean you get to pretend they don't exist. The 40k universe openly admits to being highly subjective on just about everything, morality included, and that most "canon" is in at least some sense propaganda, with one inherent in-universe bias or another.
Even for those of us like myself who tend to view the world in more rigid and defined categories of morality, there is nothing out of line with either the setting or realism in this picture. Consider the drastically different and mutually conflicting conceptions of morality all over this single planet that we live on, and that we don't even have an empire of a million disparate worlds of humans, nor the chaos gods to twist them. Consider that by comparison to ourselves or Imperial citizens, Blind and his komrades are undoubtedly radicals and extremists in the 40kverse. Consider the strong similarity of this scene, and the convictions of its protagonists, to the public execution videos shot by real-world extremists such as the Taliban and Al'quaeda. Most of us, including myself, would probably denounce such people, but the strength of their convictions and beliefs in their skewed sense of morality is nothing but hard fact, regardless.
It makes perfect sense that the Chaos soldier would despise the Imperium and find praiseworthiness in Chaos. It is what appeals to him; that is why he is a Chaos soldier. Likewise, it makes perfect sense that an Imperial soldier such as our unfortunate Cadian would detest everything Chaos represents, and stand by his convictions rather than betray them and join the other side, even in the face of his unpleasant death. Whether you agree with the view of one or disagree with the view of the other is irrelevant, because your opinion about it doesn't change the fact that they -do- believe what they believe, or the fact that they believe it to their very core.
The only difference here is that Games Workshop portrays things most heavily from the Imperial perspective, so the Imperials are inherently portrayed more sympathetically more often, while Chaos suffers from portrayed as DnD level Always Chaotic Evil. In 40k, the Imperium are typically treated as the heroes because they are the point of view faction, and because people like having heroes they tend to either see or actively portray Imperials as the good guys due to being "lightest gray," or possibly just "most like us." Because they're generally the designated protagonists, we and GW tend to gloss over their faults and accentuate the characteristics that make them appeal to us. Remember that from the standpoint almost any more idealistic setting, the Imperium of Man would be as monolithically vast, powerful, and villainous an Evil Empire as any ever seen.
Finally, following that, understand that because not everyone shares the same opinions, some of your fellow 40k fans will despise the Imperium and sympathize more with some other faction, that has characteristics they like, and whose members (by the violent nature of 40k) also generally despise the Imperium and like their own group. And so understand that when these fans tell their tales of the Dark Millennium, those tales will likely not be conventionally sympathetic to the Imperium, and that this is no sin.
away time is back
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got 1500pts to give
away c:The last
giveaway was really
well received so I'm
doing another! After
the way the last one
panned out, one
thing I would like
to remind you guys
of is to PLEASE
PLEASE follow the
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Ok! So there is the
photo report after
devMEET! I decided
that I won't be
writing much but
just let the
what was going on.
photography so much
and catching natural
shots of people.
Most of photos were
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Even though summer
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More