Vern standing out in Zaun. What’s he looking at?

stop motion parkour //FX

Spacial magic be like.

Previously

The air was very still and yet there is a gradual flow moving past Truth. Aetheric mana in the air is flowing away from the sculptures and they are emitting their stored mana replacing what moved away. Like how the mana moved out the door where there was less to push back it was sliding to the mana depleted mage laying in the center of the room.

Glass cracking started to ring out from a sculpture with several more to follow. After a couple minutes only the sphere with holes and the collection of rods sculpture stood unphased and the rest fallen apart on the floor. One ex-sculpture seems to continue to become a larger and larger pile of glass chunks growing to twice the height of the sculpture it came from before laying still.

After several a long moment of silence Vern’s eyes blinked open and he noted “Awake already?” with a puzzling tone.

Previously

There where softer areas to the surface where it bowed under Troku’s weight and caused some of the paint to crack and flake. The only support to the bottom seemed to be from some beams that are spaced out more than you would want for a floor, but it still held strong if a little bouncy.

After entering the room the pull on the marble was much stronger. Strong enough that it might even roll on it’s own should it be let go of. It was being drawn toward the far wall of the room.

@singulos​

Been wanting to draw, but painttool saiv2 isn’t loading >.<

Things tried include: Restart, Reinstall, update, every compatibility mode and admin, adding exceptions to protection software, redownloading core files. It just doesn’t see the file it needs.

I’ve been looking around for some way to fix it for like a week with no luck. If anyone knows this error and how to fix it I will draw you a full color art of whatever you want that’s legal. Though keep in mind “I’m slow at drawing” is a massive understatement.

If Vern and Ekko had a VS movie/animation the subtitle would be:

“Space Vs. Time!!!!!!”

Audio Reactive Fractals (4K) - Let's Go for a Walk

Previously

As the door opened spacial magic practically wafted out causing mirage like ripples in the air, but it settle down as it slowly smoothed to a gradient. No sounds or sights of any being was present in the mostly empty round room. Stretching 3 meters wide the room housed a variety of glass sculptures lining the walls some where clusters of orbs like soap bubbles while others had flowing curves and one was a grid of rods that overall filled the shape of a sphere next to a glass sphere with holes in it matching it’s rod counterpart. While inconsistent all of the sculptures posses a much higher concentration of spacial magic than the already saturated air.

In the center of the room was a single old mattress the same size as the empty spot that was found in the entrance room. While it looked like to was falling apart with it’s fiber stuffing poking out of rips it has obviously still being cleaned and used.

Previously

There where softer areas to the surface where it bowed under Troku’s weight and caused some of the paint to crack and flake. The only support to the bottom seemed to be from some beams that are spaced out more than you would want for a floor, but it still held strong if a little bouncy.

After entering the room the pull on the marble was much stronger. Strong enough that it might even roll on it’s own should it be let go of. It was being drawn toward the far wall of the room.

@singulos​

//Random realization. Basically all LoL champions could be written as though they where SCPs and no one would find them out of place unless they know about LoL.

squares / stars

Previously

Vern felt soft and fragile compared to previous interactions, also he’s lighter than he looks in all ways except his head is quite a bit heavier than it’s average size suggests.

Vern didn’t react in the slightest while being picked up, but when Truth asked his question Vern’s arm suddenly slipped free with the same speed Truth had seen before and wrapped around his head although this time his forearm only pressed on Truth’s cheekbone enough to hold Vern up and encourage Troku to turn toward where Vern’s finger was pointing, pointing to the closed door across the hall Truth chose to not go through before.

After a second Vern went limp again sliding toward dangling down Truth’s back.

Previously

There where softer areas to the surface where it bowed under Troku’s weight and caused some of the paint to crack and flake. The only support to the bottom seemed to be from some beams that are spaced out more than you would want for a floor, but it still held strong if a little bouncy.

After entering the room the pull on the marble was much stronger. Strong enough that it might even roll on it’s own should it be let go of. It was being drawn toward the far wall of the room.

@singulos​

Previously

From closer up it was visible Vern’s abdomen very slowly rose and fell with his deep breaths. He seemed to be in a deep asleep not responding to any sounds around him.

Outside the room some repetitive creaking was growing and in a couple seconds the whole room started shaking like it was on the end of a spring. A sizable crack formed on the far wall as the vibrations slowed. Flakes of spacial magic dropped from the ceiling and floated up from the floor as several layers of the magic in the room could be felt coming apart. It was hard to tell how many more layers there where, but is was clear there was much less ambient magic in the room.

Previously

There where softer areas to the surface where it bowed under Troku’s weight and caused some of the paint to crack and flake. The only support to the bottom seemed to be from some beams that are spaced out more than you would want for a floor, but it still held strong if a little bouncy.

After entering the room the pull on the marble was much stronger. Strong enough that it might even roll on it’s own should it be let go of. It was being drawn toward the far wall of the room.

@singulos​

Previously

The door swung open silently until it thudding against the wall it’s attached to and several seconds later it’s echo was heard.

It was a pretty plain room comparable to the first one except it’s significantly wider and much shorter also a pair of black spirals that was present on both surfaces of this otherwise round looking room. Attached to the top there are seven simple pedestals in a close row between the outer wall and the spiral with plenty to add more further around the room. Four of the pedestals have a glass orb floating just off it’s end while another has some shreds of wood stuck to it.

To the right on the top surface is Vern laying still with his clothes seemingly held against the surface in spite of the gravity that Truth has been dealing with.

Previously

There where softer areas to the surface where it bowed under Troku’s weight and caused some of the paint to crack and flake. The only support to the bottom seemed to be from some beams that are spaced out more than you would want for a floor, but it still held strong if a little bouncy.

After entering the room the pull on the marble was much stronger. Strong enough that it might even roll on it’s own should it be let go of. It was being drawn toward the far wall of the room.

@singulos​

previously

While it didn’t move any faster the pull on the marble seemed stronger as it didn’t slow down from bumps or slops as it rolled down the hall on the left side of the T junction away from strange happenings on the right path.

As Truth followed the marble down the hall he felt a now familiar sensation of approaching an area of increased ambient spacial magic. A pair of doors facing each other became visible from behind the pattern of Piltovian pillars plastered to the hall as Truth came closer. The doors look normal, but plain for Piltover, probably bought strait from a wood worker before they added the fancier designs.

The doors are flush with the flat tile surface above and their handles are almost in reach oddly enough, like the hall isn’t as tall as before. The thick spacial magic zone was obviously behind the right door, but the marble rolled toward the door along the left wall.

Previously

There where softer areas to the surface where it bowed under Troku’s weight and caused some of the paint to crack and flake. The only support to the bottom seemed to be from some beams that are spaced out more than you would want for a floor, but it still held strong if a little bouncy.

After entering the room the pull on the marble was much stronger. Strong enough that it might even roll on it’s own should it be let go of. It was being drawn toward the far wall of the room.

@singulos​

Previously

The light hardly changed as Truth carefully approached the corner each step allowed a better angle to see further down right fork, but still the source of teal light seemed further down. A broom like item was near the junction, but it’s handle was twisted and curled in ways that wood doesn’t grow and half it’s bristles where much shorter than the others.

It was only when Truth could glance around the corner where they... it... those where visible. Shapeless blobs... ropes... chunks that defied knowing where they actually are as not only did they seem to morph and pop in and out of existence from Truth shifting his gaze or position, but each eye seemed to see a different set of blobs making it impossible for both eyes to focus on a single one.

An eerie feeling like the magic itself in Truth’s body wanted to flee from this sight was building. Like the clusters... strands... grids of that shouldn’t exist on RuneTerra.

Previously

There where softer areas to the surface where it bowed under Troku’s weight and caused some of the paint to crack and flake. The only support to the bottom seemed to be from some beams that are spaced out more than you would want for a floor, but it still held strong if a little bouncy.

After entering the room the pull on the marble was much stronger. Strong enough that it might even roll on it’s own should it be let go of. It was being drawn toward the far wall of the room.

@singulos​

Previously

Bouncing somewhat erratic along the uneven footing the rock veered rightward and came to rest along the hall’s edge although it probably ended up there from hitting the raised patterns on the surface the last couple bounces where all toward the wall.

Nothing else made any noise, but dim teal light was starting to glow into the T junction from it’s right branch it’s brightness growing so slowly you would think the light was attached to something as slow as a slug or other.

Previously

There where softer areas to the surface where it bowed under Troku’s weight and caused some of the paint to crack and flake. The only support to the bottom seemed to be from some beams that are spaced out more than you would want for a floor, but it still held strong if a little bouncy.

After entering the room the pull on the marble was much stronger. Strong enough that it might even roll on it’s own should it be let go of. It was being drawn toward the far wall of the room.

@singulos​

Previously

The blade slipped in with little resistance and with some leverage a meter wide section of the wall started to flex and warp like it was made of a heavy fabric except it was attached bellow and pulled up toward the top.

As the wall like curtain was moved aside it revealed an old worn hallway with a flat tile top and uneven footing some curves and patterns line the hall resembling a mid class Noxian home, but the end of the hall suddenly terminated into a obviously Piltovian T junction.

Away from the bright light of the entry way reflecting off the white surfaces of the previous room there was still enough light to comfortably navigate, but there where still no visible light sources or where the light was coming from as there weren’t any shadows either.

Previously

There where softer areas to the surface where it bowed under Troku’s weight and caused some of the paint to crack and flake. The only support to the bottom seemed to be from some beams that are spaced out more than you would want for a floor, but it still held strong if a little bouncy.

After entering the room the pull on the marble was much stronger. Strong enough that it might even roll on it’s own should it be let go of. It was being drawn toward the far wall of the room.

@singulos​

As it was let go the marble slowly started roll with a wobble from any little uneven part of the surface, even coming to a halt once from a crack.

Eventually it rolled to rest against the middle of the far wall the glass clicking with an echo on contact. There was space behind the wall.

Previously

There where softer areas to the surface where it bowed under Troku’s weight and caused some of the paint to crack and flake. The only support to the bottom seemed to be from some beams that are spaced out more than you would want for a floor, but it still held strong if a little bouncy.

After entering the room the pull on the marble was much stronger. Strong enough that it might even roll on it’s own should it be let go of. It was being drawn toward the far wall of the room.

@singulos​