
a random "Otherworlder" a race of bad guy goblin/ork kinda guys from an inter-dimensional pitch idea.
I hope it makes the look just a little more interesting while still clearly envoking feelings of the classic Blue Beetle and the Phantom.
So, for the first time in a long time I managed to get some attitude into a drawing, and just my luck it's on a guy with no face. Here's the rawscan of my ghost w/ the most.
I'm gonna adjust the hat brim a bit digitally, it's a little too wide and droopy and I've noticed my unwillingness to draw fingers is returning...I expect that to be a trend that'll ramp up again in the coming posts. I mean really, in todays fast-paced world, who really has time for digits
So this is one that I'm really quite proud of...a rarity, so that's nice.
That forward most tentacle still bugs me because it's not fluid like the rest (I may change it). I think I finally nailed some of the Kirby-monster stubbiness that I was going for in earlier prelim stuff.
I might have done a wee bit of borrowing from Khary Randolph...or rather totally swiped the pose from him.
This one, I just kinda went nuts with texturing and heavy inks. I wanted to throw out some of the other themes that I'd been sticking to, just to play with it. This is one that I never considered a serious contender because it's not hulking enough.
This one is a drastic change- I started incorporating stuff that Scotty was doing in his. I also wanted to try a more serpentine look by slendering him up a bit. I used a Mignola drawing of FingFangFoom as a base mdel. Scotty added a cool mane of tendrils to one of his, while mine end up looking like wild medusa hair.
Some edges started rounding out and the gut-tentacles are becoming more prominent.
I could fill a gallery with all the awesome versions of the big guy, that other folks have been nice enough to draw for me. (I'll compile some and post a bunch tommorow) But for all their greatness, they always leaned too far in a direction that didn't sit right with me. Too serious or too cartoony, one way or the other, they always looked great (and were a blast to see) but finding the right fit has been tough.
I'm trying to get Megabolt into MAM, so I wanna make sure he looks like a credible Golden/Silver Age character, as well as in a style that would reflect that too.
Aside from all the regular abilities that a Superman archetype would have, he's also got sub-zero and solar optic blasts.
I'm also finally ditching that horrible anime hair that he had for so long. As some might have seen, I was toying with a pompadour for a little while, but it just made it look like i was trying to hard. So, I just went with a shortened version of the anime hair that looks a littler Greek'er, which is inline with the story.
We'll keep you updated on what kinda goodies we'll have with us. Thanks for looking.
-matt
This is Super-Mage, he's the arcane leader of the Super Powered Society of America. He's a sorcerer supreme kinda guy- think young charismatic Dr.Strange...with some Alan Scott thrown in there.
He's the organizer and benifactor of the team. He saw the need to combone their efforts for mutual advantage and rallied the top superheroes of the time.
Super-Mage primarily throws fireballs and lightning bolts for offense but is skilled in spells and incantations as well. He hits all the basic magic hero archetypes, escape artistry, projected illusions, and extremely high intelligence.
Reagle was shot down towards the end of the war. He wasn't taken down by enemy fire though. Thousands of years ago an alien space craft drifted close to the planet Earth. The alien craft hit a cosmic energy storm that tore the ship apart. The ship was made of an incredible metal and small scraps of the ship remained in earth's orbit. The cosmic energy irradiated the ship's remnants for centuries, in effect charging the already unique ore with almost mystical properties.
Over the millenia, small bits of the ship were eventually pulled into orbit and crashed to earth. In 1918, a gasket from the debris, that had been absorbing cosmic energy for thousands of years was finally pulled into orbit and started rocketing to earth. The small metal ring sliced through Reagle's plane like a white hot knife. It slammed into the bedrock and Johnathon crashed his plane just a few hundred yards from the crater. He was under heavy enemy fire as he ran to the crater to see what hit him. To his surprise, he found a small metal ring with a faint blue glow sizzling at the center of the crater. Most of the pilots were rather superstitious and as was their custom to retreive an object (ideally the cause) of a survivable crash. Reagle took off his glove and picked up the ring, as if fate had a hand in it, he put the ring on his finger instead of in his pocket, as enemy machine gun fire rained down into the crater. Reagle should've been riddled with bullets, but he emmerged from the smoke without a scratch and flew into the air with out the aid of a plane.
The French brass put him in charge of his squadron, not willing to look a gift superhero in the mouth. They called him Johnny Majestic and his squadron the Flying Aces. They dominated the French sky for what little time they had left in the war.