• Work I did for Emerald Legacy TCG
    Work I did for Emerald Legacy TCG
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  • Another commissioned work for the Transformers TCG
    This time featuring Nancy the Junkion!

    Transfomers © Hasbro - Takara
    Another commissioned work for the Transformers TCG This time featuring Nancy the Junkion! Transfomers © Hasbro - Takara
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  • My entry for #PTCGIC2024 pt 2!
    I did two pieces! I didn't make it in but I still had a lotta fun!

    Quagsire is my favorite pokemon so I had to throw him in there but I tried to make Eevee the star of the show still!
    My entry for #PTCGIC2024 pt 2! I did two pieces! I didn't make it in but I still had a lotta fun! Quagsire is my favorite pokemon so I had to throw him in there but I tried to make Eevee the star of the show still!
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  • Daisy Oak in her official design from the Pokémon TCG.

    Daisy (C) Nintendo and Game Freak
    Daisy Oak in her official design from the Pokémon TCG. Daisy (C) Nintendo and Game Freak
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  • Daisy Oak in her official design from the Pokémon TCG and Blue Oak!

    Daisy and Blue (C) Nintendo and Game Freak
    Daisy Oak in her official design from the Pokémon TCG and Blue Oak! Daisy and Blue (C) Nintendo and Game Freak
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  • My entry for #PTCGIC2024
    I did two pieces and I didn't make it but this was still a lot of fun to do! I enjoyed try to play around with my style! 

    Eevee with a pecha berry hehe :3
    My entry for #PTCGIC2024 I did two pieces and I didn't make it but this was still a lot of fun to do! I enjoyed try to play around with my style!  Eevee with a pecha berry hehe :3
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  • There was no room for hesitation.

    Kaldov’s nerves screamed at him to stop: every move exerted more energy, let rills of red leak. But he was hellbent: after Vauruk launched, he whirled to track him. And as their fervent faces met, he took off, feet pounding against the sand, body and voice roaring as one as his left foot hit the ground, shoving the earth beneath him.

    Both of them tore through the air. Vauruk’s leg launched like a lance, poised to pierce through the cracked armor that Kaldov somehow held together. Kaldov’s left arm lowered, loaded like a pistol: hardly had he left the ground than when he shot, fist fired through the air.

    The wind whistled, and the crowd hardly had time to blink before--!

    **WHAM!**

    Fist met stomach, dug, buried itself inside, crumbling the form and force of Vauruk the Formidable. All his arm’s strength Kaldov poured into that shot, and all the air did it suck right from Vauruk’s lungs.

    All of a sudden they hit the ground again, one firmly, one weakly. But neither was still.

    “Folks, I—Golalud’s landed a great blow to Vauruk. But, look, it’s unbelievable: he still stands! That unbreakable vigor, it’s pulling him through—“

    Sturdily Kaldov landed, but like a tempest he twisted, tearing the sand from the ground, elbow an immense hailstone poised, ripping the air in twain--!

    **CRACK!**

    The blow shattered into Vauruk’s cranium, buffeting his head into the breeze, battering him right off one foot, onto the other, off of the other, then--

    ***WHUMP!***

    In the collision’s chaos sand swelled like smoke. Kaldov skidded to a stop, eyes falling firmly on the warrior bat as his mind dared to ask:

    _Had he done it?_

    -----

    **Author's Note**:

    This is a page from a comic that Vauruk(https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk) and I did for ArtFight 2023. It stars our boys, Kaldov Golalud (by me) and Vauruk the Formidable (by Vauruk(https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk)). We intend to upload the pages of this series cooperatively, alongside the accompanying writing, over the next few days. The content will include violence and mild gore, and pages containing the latter will be tagged as such when warranted.

    Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy this!

    [|< First](https://inkblotapp.page.link/L5N6TCGxgqLkePyM6) | [<< Prev](https://inkblotapp.page.link/apQwkEGyAxJL59nd6) | Page 13 | [>> Next](https://inkblotapp.page.link/VyNXbqtntChvARUu8)
    There was no room for hesitation. Kaldov’s nerves screamed at him to stop: every move exerted more energy, let rills of red leak. But he was hellbent: after Vauruk launched, he whirled to track him. And as their fervent faces met, he took off, feet pounding against the sand, body and voice roaring as one as his left foot hit the ground, shoving the earth beneath him. Both of them tore through the air. Vauruk’s leg launched like a lance, poised to pierce through the cracked armor that Kaldov somehow held together. Kaldov’s left arm lowered, loaded like a pistol: hardly had he left the ground than when he shot, fist fired through the air. The wind whistled, and the crowd hardly had time to blink before--! **WHAM!** Fist met stomach, dug, buried itself inside, crumbling the form and force of Vauruk the Formidable. All his arm’s strength Kaldov poured into that shot, and all the air did it suck right from Vauruk’s lungs. All of a sudden they hit the ground again, one firmly, one weakly. But neither was still. “Folks, I—Golalud’s landed a great blow to Vauruk. But, look, it’s unbelievable: he still stands! That unbreakable vigor, it’s pulling him through—“ Sturdily Kaldov landed, but like a tempest he twisted, tearing the sand from the ground, elbow an immense hailstone poised, ripping the air in twain--! **CRACK!** The blow shattered into Vauruk’s cranium, buffeting his head into the breeze, battering him right off one foot, onto the other, off of the other, then-- ***WHUMP!*** In the collision’s chaos sand swelled like smoke. Kaldov skidded to a stop, eyes falling firmly on the warrior bat as his mind dared to ask: _Had he done it?_ ----- **Author's Note**: This is a page from a comic that [Vauruk](https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk) and I did for ArtFight 2023. It stars our boys, Kaldov Golalud (by me) and Vauruk the Formidable (by [Vauruk](https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk)). We intend to upload the pages of this series cooperatively, alongside the accompanying writing, over the next few days. The content will include violence and mild gore, and pages containing the latter will be tagged as such when warranted. Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy this! [|< First](https://inkblotapp.page.link/L5N6TCGxgqLkePyM6) | [<< Prev](https://inkblotapp.page.link/apQwkEGyAxJL59nd6) | Page 13 | [>> Next](https://inkblotapp.page.link/VyNXbqtntChvARUu8)
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  • A piece I almost submitted for the Pokemon TCG illustration contest earlier this year, but opted not to in the end. It's a couple Pikachus working together to collect some oran berries in the forest.

    _Made in Ibis Paint_
    A piece I almost submitted for the Pokemon TCG illustration contest earlier this year, but opted not to in the end. It's a couple Pikachus working together to collect some oran berries in the forest. _Made in Ibis Paint_
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  • Latest work for the Transformers TCG community.
    Such an honor to work on GoBot Prime. Thank you for the opportunity!
    Latest work for the Transformers TCG community. Such an honor to work on GoBot Prime. Thank you for the opportunity!
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  • For once, Kaldov agreed with the announcer: he’d been hanging on the edge just seconds ago, and he’d given Vauruk a weighty wailing. They both weren’t far from blacking out.

    Furtively he guarded the bloody and tender wounds of his abdomen. Furrowing his brows, he focused, finding that fuzzy look in Vauruk’s eyes, the unsubtle way in which he held his stomach. It was clear: Vauruk was hurt, and he could make use of that.

    Surely, though, Vauruk was also plotting his downfall: that scrutinizing scowl he wore sold him on it. He couldn’t let Vauruk concoct a better plan.

    Inhaling a mighty breath, Kaldov galloped forward. He angled his body sideward, narrowing himself, blocking with his right arm and protecting his wound with his left. Vauruk tensed and adjusted, not having the time nor composure to fly away.

    “A broken stalemate: Golalud’s fast approaching. A hand flies--right over Vauruk’s head! What a dodge! And the response: a swinging right hook, just grazing Golalud’s side. Vauruk pursues: a straight, a straight--oh, both barely blocked! He knows what he’s doing; you can see it: aiming to hit Golalud right where it hurts. And, oh--there goes another! A blistering right straight!”

    But Kaldov saw it coming.

    He sucked in a breath and tucked his arms in swaying his hips and twisting to the right. The fist met air just beside him. Kaldov reared back his right arm and spun on his right foot. He whirled in a wide arc--!

    “*Oh!* A narrow dodge, and the wild lob’s landed. Vauruk’s stumbling! But, look: he’s still on his feet, guard raised high. No, no, he’s not done with Golalud yet!”

    And Kaldov wasn’t done with Vauruk either.

    -----


    **Author's Note**:

    This is a page from a comic that Vauruk(https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk) and I did for ArtFight 2023. It stars our boys, Kaldov Golalud (by me) and Vauruk the Formidable (by Vauruk(https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk)). We intend to upload the pages of this series cooperatively, alongside the accompanying writing, over the next few days. The content will include violence and mild gore, and pages containing the latter will be tagged as such when warranted.

    Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy this!

    [|< First](https://inkblotapp.page.link/L5N6TCGxgqLkePyM6) | [<< Prev](https://inkblotapp.page.link/c9z5FkKKiHJSMZeB9) | Page 11 | [>> Next](https://inkblotapp.page.link/oLy84vSnWaMCAuneA)
    For once, Kaldov agreed with the announcer: he’d been hanging on the edge just seconds ago, and he’d given Vauruk a weighty wailing. They both weren’t far from blacking out. Furtively he guarded the bloody and tender wounds of his abdomen. Furrowing his brows, he focused, finding that fuzzy look in Vauruk’s eyes, the unsubtle way in which he held his stomach. It was clear: Vauruk was hurt, and he could make use of that. Surely, though, Vauruk was also plotting his downfall: that scrutinizing scowl he wore sold him on it. He couldn’t let Vauruk concoct a better plan. Inhaling a mighty breath, Kaldov galloped forward. He angled his body sideward, narrowing himself, blocking with his right arm and protecting his wound with his left. Vauruk tensed and adjusted, not having the time nor composure to fly away. “A broken stalemate: Golalud’s fast approaching. A hand flies--right over Vauruk’s head! What a dodge! And the response: a swinging right hook, just grazing Golalud’s side. Vauruk pursues: a straight, a straight--oh, both barely blocked! He knows what he’s doing; you can see it: aiming to hit Golalud right where it hurts. And, oh--there goes another! A blistering right straight!” But Kaldov saw it coming. He sucked in a breath and tucked his arms in swaying his hips and twisting to the right. The fist met air just beside him. Kaldov reared back his right arm and spun on his right foot. He whirled in a wide arc--! “*Oh!* A narrow dodge, and the wild lob’s landed. Vauruk’s stumbling! But, look: he’s still on his feet, guard raised high. No, no, he’s not done with Golalud yet!” And Kaldov wasn’t done with Vauruk either. ----- **Author's Note**: This is a page from a comic that [Vauruk](https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk) and I did for ArtFight 2023. It stars our boys, Kaldov Golalud (by me) and Vauruk the Formidable (by [Vauruk](https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk)). We intend to upload the pages of this series cooperatively, alongside the accompanying writing, over the next few days. The content will include violence and mild gore, and pages containing the latter will be tagged as such when warranted. Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy this! [|< First](https://inkblotapp.page.link/L5N6TCGxgqLkePyM6) | [<< Prev](https://inkblotapp.page.link/c9z5FkKKiHJSMZeB9) | Page 11 | [>> Next](https://inkblotapp.page.link/oLy84vSnWaMCAuneA)
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  • I did the art for a fan homestuck card game [link here](https://cactuscatnip.neocities.org/HSATCG/Cards1)

    I decided to go for a my little pony generation 1 route
    I did the art for a fan homestuck card game [link here](https://cactuscatnip.neocities.org/HSATCG/Cards1) I decided to go for a my little pony generation 1 route
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  • *****.*

    His head spun like a whirlpool after that strike--but he knew better than to stay put. Straining to keep his balance, he backstepped. The sound of his heart pumping, blood rushing, resounded in his ears; faintly he could hear the crowd’s roar, the announcer’s gusto, the crunch of sand.

    Vauruk needed to land after that uppercut, but he wouldn’t delay. His grin stretched from ear to ear, and like starving shark he split into the sky, sun illuminating his wings. Kaldov was caged by walls of that arena, and like a hunter who’d cornered his prey, the bat was ready to finish the job.

    The air screeched as the bat soared in. Kaldov swayed just to the side, but Vauruk turned, bouncing off the wall behind him. Barely Kaldov twisted in time to block the battering bull rush with his forearms. Painfully did they pang in reply. Vauruk bounded off, beating his wings fiercely and kicking at the wall to return to the air.

    “Vauruk’s found his edge at last, folks! Like an eagle, he’s soaring, and--**wow!** Another powerful punch just narrowly blocked! Golalud can’t hold him off like that for much longer, and both of them know it.”

    Kaldov heaved with effort and fury, lowering his arms for just a moment--only to see Vauruk diving with a downward kick. Kaldov tried to backstep … but his foot hit the wall. Impulsively he raised his guard--!

    **CRACK!**

    His eyes clamped shut and he grunted as his left arm dripped with blood: blood to match the faint trickles on his face, his chin, his stomach. Kaldov forced himself forward, not wanting to be boxed in. He saw Vauruk swerving, watching him out of the corner of his eye--

    --but he didn’t expect that sudden pivot in midair.

    His leaden arms, burning up with agony, resisted his demands to protect himself. Then that dreaded shadow came upon him.

    And an eruption of pain kneed its way into his skull.

    “Golalud’s falling, folks! Is this it--is this the end?!” the announcer declared, watching the bronze dragonborn hit the sand … and the warrior bat head after him soon after.


    -----

    **Author's Note**:

    This is a page from a comic that Vauruk(https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk) and I did for ArtFight 2023. It stars our boys, Kaldov Golalud (by me) and Vauruk the Formidable (by Vauruk(https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk)). We intend to upload the pages of this series cooperatively, alongside the accompanying writing, over the next few days. The content will include violence and mild gore, and pages containing the latter will be tagged as such when warranted.

    Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy this!

    [|< First](https://inkblotapp.page.link/L5N6TCGxgqLkePyM6) | [<< Prev](https://inkblotapp.page.link/aJHcPLCCMoTXFCYi7) | Page 07 | [>> Next](https://inkblotapp.page.link/zEsfV7gvH9D7tRmv7)
    *Shit.* His head spun like a whirlpool after that strike--but he knew better than to stay put. Straining to keep his balance, he backstepped. The sound of his heart pumping, blood rushing, resounded in his ears; faintly he could hear the crowd’s roar, the announcer’s gusto, the crunch of sand. Vauruk needed to land after that uppercut, but he wouldn’t delay. His grin stretched from ear to ear, and like starving shark he split into the sky, sun illuminating his wings. Kaldov was caged by walls of that arena, and like a hunter who’d cornered his prey, the bat was ready to finish the job. The air screeched as the bat soared in. Kaldov swayed just to the side, but Vauruk turned, bouncing off the wall behind him. Barely Kaldov twisted in time to block the battering bull rush with his forearms. Painfully did they pang in reply. Vauruk bounded off, beating his wings fiercely and kicking at the wall to return to the air. “Vauruk’s found his edge at last, folks! Like an eagle, he’s soaring, and--**wow!** Another powerful punch just narrowly blocked! Golalud can’t hold him off like that for much longer, and both of them know it.” Kaldov heaved with effort and fury, lowering his arms for just a moment--only to see Vauruk diving with a downward kick. Kaldov tried to backstep … but his foot hit the wall. Impulsively he raised his guard--! **CRACK!** His eyes clamped shut and he grunted as his left arm dripped with blood: blood to match the faint trickles on his face, his chin, his stomach. Kaldov forced himself forward, not wanting to be boxed in. He saw Vauruk swerving, watching him out of the corner of his eye-- --but he didn’t expect that sudden pivot in midair. His leaden arms, burning up with agony, resisted his demands to protect himself. Then that dreaded shadow came upon him. And an eruption of pain kneed its way into his skull. “Golalud’s falling, folks! Is this it--is this the end?!” the announcer declared, watching the bronze dragonborn hit the sand … and the warrior bat head after him soon after. ----- **Author's Note**: This is a page from a comic that [Vauruk](https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk) and I did for ArtFight 2023. It stars our boys, Kaldov Golalud (by me) and Vauruk the Formidable (by [Vauruk](https://inkblot.art/profile/Vauruk)). We intend to upload the pages of this series cooperatively, alongside the accompanying writing, over the next few days. The content will include violence and mild gore, and pages containing the latter will be tagged as such when warranted. Thanks for following along, and I hope you enjoy this! [|< First](https://inkblotapp.page.link/L5N6TCGxgqLkePyM6) | [<< Prev](https://inkblotapp.page.link/aJHcPLCCMoTXFCYi7) | Page 07 | [>> Next](https://inkblotapp.page.link/zEsfV7gvH9D7tRmv7)
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