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About minespatch

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    Will probably draw it


  • Biography Skeleton fan dork with a nightmare house that's like a museum.
  • Location Wilson, NC
  • Interests fine art, memes, crap-posting, traveling
  • Occupation looking for work, webcomic artist, freelance


  • IP Artist http://forums.kleientertainment.com/topic/67151-minespatch-apophenia-art/

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  1. @CaptainChaotica has been posting Sims in her thread so don't be afraid. Keep posting what progress you have.
  2. Finally got another chapter ready to be edited. I didn't want to wait so long to get to chapter two but life got in the way.


    You'd better find resources before night comes!

    With the sound of a puff of smoke, Jack woke. His sockets blinking to adjust to this new world around him. He could hear waves nearby besides calm wildlife.

    Standing up, Jack took notice of the slight vegetation and repeating elements. Twigs, flint, carrots, trees. Something seemed strangely mechanical to the organic arena of items. He could only hum in thought as he reached toward the shoreline.

    Kneeling down, something seemed off. The water had a sense of simulation as well. Sharp and bouncing. Almost having the look of paper. It was as though Jack were standing on a stage for a play but instead of a stage, he was among wildlife.

    He glanced down at his wrist, realizing the soul robber was still on. Whatever corresponded at Spiral Hill had happened. Jack regretted that handshake but now he had to take note of the stranger's message: Finding resources.

    Still stuck from where he woke up, Skellington realized that resources were right in front of his face. A bountiful supply with just the right ingenuity could help him succeed for whatever he would encounter this night.

    A sickly bush without any leaves called upon Jack. He shrugged as he pulled it off to get some sticks. Then a few flints out of interest. Yet something caught Jack off in horror as the second flint was picked up.

    There was a list of recipies in his mind. As though he knew them already. Recipies for making axes, pickaxes, and torches. He should have already known how to make these, but this island forced him to stick to what formated in his mind. A relevation like this made JAck kneel to take this all in for a moment.

    Breathing for a moment, he took his chances taking in what his mind forced. Working to make a Axe first to chop trees.

    The rest of the day seemed pretty successful. Taking in whatever resources he needed to make a simple camp. It wasn't the lavish lifestyle he had at home but he could make this work.

    He glanced up at the sky. Noticing more simulated components and fog. It appeared to be sunny, but the sun was just as wooden as the sea. Hanging by rope and having a mechanical clock look to it. Letters telling him it was just a day. Jack could only glare at this, wishing for his Jack-O-laturn sun's smile.

    The skeleton crafted a campfire by the afternoon and took leave of his waking area. Wanting to sightsee some of the island he was on.

    Jack traveled through the island, glancing at all the pine and plantlife. The further he got away from the shoreline, the more alone he felt. Birds did keep his mind at peace. Dropping seeds here and there, but not enough to satiate his longing for his civilians. Regretting how exhausted he was from all their eagerness to hear from him.

    Time drenched on quickly on the island. Faster than he expected. Jack glanced up at the emulated sun, seeing the timer reaching the blue colors. He could only wonder as the foggy sky was turning redder in it's change. Jack felt like he had to get back to his camp yet... Something compelled him to go on.

     The soul robber on his wrist was actually starting to glow as the area around him was getting darker. Night falling before he knew. The fact his tool was glowing left Jack to a relief. He didn't have to make a torch after all. Yet the light was limited. His brows furrowed, knowing he'd have to struggle with what limited light he did have. Jack kept his arm at a cocked angle. The angle slightly hurt but it was helpful in his search.

    So on he blindly went on through the island and its growing trees. Hearing rustling noises around in the dark. Jack moved his head at several angles in his concern. Such worry was starting to give his skull phantom pains. Not sure as to where the pain was coming from but it was there.

    He walked faster through the forest. Deeper and deeper in his search for any sentient life. Jack could feel dread in his loneliness, a foreign feeling he never had  before. Thoughts racing through his mind, wondering if the swallowtail suited man dragged him here to test this weakness?

    With a audial crack of a twig, Jack froze in his journey. The tall skeleton stretched his long fingers in defense. Bringing his arms in front of his face to guard himself from whatever the menace was.

    Another crack.

    Jack turned around. The cracks were showing the origins of a intelligent source not like that of the rabbits from earlier. Such knowledge left Jack finding this to be a blessing and a curse. Only hoping that this source was human and not of a beast.

    The final crack caused Jack to spread out his arms in ready to attack.

    Finding a crazed bearded man lunging after him.

    The ending to the chapter needs fixing but I'll be discussing that with @Arlesienne on discord. Looking forward to doing illustrations after this is finished.

  3. Glad to help. I hope Klei keeps posting these video stream recordings as posts in the future so I can check myself. IT's important to post in the forums. It really helps.
  4. My reaction when I just started playing the game. The female dupe's mute act just works.
  5. William still seems like he's in his William mindset here. So.... When did you think Maxwell took over William during California?
  6. If the devs let that glitch of Hatches eating dupes happen again, I'd suggest you suggest this in a thread on the suggestions section.
  7. Congratulations on making a thread. Hopefully you'll post more art later. The organic nature of the pose works with the first picture. What's going on with willow?
  8. The bits of green here and there add a interesting quirk to the piece.
  9. wilsonhiggsbury

    Must be relaxing to just draw these pieces without much forcing yourself to digitalize them all.
  10. Is this your take on Charlie in a Guest of Honor skin? What made you inspired to draw a seelnado?
  11. The container portion is what interests me the most. It has a aged quality to it.
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    Good morning Ariel,
    Please send me the name of your piece today, as I will be printing the name tags tomorrow.  Please deliver your piece to 217 Brew Works next Sunday, April 2nd, between 12 pm and 2 pm.  I will have a contract for you to sign at that time.
    Congrats and I will see you next Sunday.

    So my work is being featured. Hoping this painting will be sold for $50:

    20170317-Hops growing out of walls.png

    1. TheKingDedede


      Not bad, I'd say. I like the soft out lines used for objects, and that's some good shading you've got going on there.

    2. minespatch


      I don't want to d a repeat of the merm house piece. I intend to do colored lines and such from now on. Black outlines were just a DS related thing.


      The piece is still rough in my opinion. I want to do softer piece in the future.

  13. The description goes from lax to full "I WANNA MuRDER HIM" to Willow telling him to calm down. Well, that's my interpretation of what I'm seeing.
  14. Something tells me the eets mascot would scream in terror if he saw Wilseet.
  15. I played the first game but didn't go on to the sequels unfortunately. So I didn't recognize the character. You put a lot of effort into this one. Not sure where to put my finger on it but you put effort into this.