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80's memories.
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September 21, 2025 at 10:22 PM #2146193
Having fun with Luthbell's G3M & G9 clothes on a G8F character... I'm unable to make the simplest render without imagining a background story of the characters, so maybe more renders will follow
September 22, 2025 at 1:23 PM #2146256thanks!
September 28, 2025 at 8:54 PM #2147063Love the dice being outside the border, gives it that 3D effect. Story comes to mind:
It started with a loss.
One minute they were playing Dungeons and Dragons. The next, shrunk down and sucked into the very game itself. The terrain appeared endless, wild grass, mountains, rivers and caves. This was Middle Earth after all. Yet at each four edges of the board, outside of their view, stood the table they had once sat around, and in the sky, the ceiling of the very room they’d vanished from.
They were reported missing. Time passed, the board game still sitting there, collecting dust. The room remained untouched, left as it was. Reserved in their memory.
Fast forward... It was now the anniversary of the day they went missing. Their relatives gathered in the same room, sharing drinks, reminiscing about the ones they’d lost, and the conversation soon drifted onto the strange game in front of them.
Dungeons and Dragons and how their missing loved ones were so obsessed with it.Not knowing how to play it themselves, they read the instructions and decided to give it a go. Each unknowingly choosing the character sheet belonging to the person they had lost.
To the players outside, the figures looked like tiny toys. But inside the game, it was life and death. The shrunken players unable to move on their own. Their bodies were practically puppets, animated only when someone rolled the dice. Forcing them to take the actions the dice roller called out, fight, flee, or evade. Even if it led to their death. They had no choice but to obey.
The game had begun again. After ten dice rolls 'the missing' found themselves inside of a cave, then inside of a dark room. Behind them, a giant metal gate began to close. The God sized player above threw the dice and shouted, "I slide under the gate and run" But the dice landed on double ones. The gate slammed shut. Flaming torches lining the walls flared to life, illuminating the once dark room, and in front of them... stood their first boss.
Fuck!
(Gives off Jumanji vibes, I know.)
September 29, 2025 at 4:51 PM #2147168great story. Truth behind the image: not in the mood for setting the scenario nor the lights, so I ended putting one of Stonemason's diorama bases, and the rest came after that.
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