The BRAWL² Tournament Challenge has been announced!
It starts May 12, and ends Sept 12. Let's see what you got!
https://polycount.com/discussion/237047/the-brawl²-tournament
It starts May 12, and ends Sept 12. Let's see what you got!
https://polycount.com/discussion/237047/the-brawl²-tournament
Unearthly Challenge | vAntage | Metzelei Haus
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Initial Concept Chosen:
Back Story:
No one really noticed when the first victims started disappearing from the darkened streets fifteen years ago: the first ones were just street people, drifters that blew in and out of town. Except for maybe the cops or the railroad bulls, no one knew they had been there in the first place. After all, this was a good and prosperous city.
But then the upstanding citizens--the law-abiders and the taxpayers--turned up missing. Alone or in pairs for years, sometimes entire families, just vanished into the night. Alarms went up. Good neighbors formed roving bands and patrolled the streets, ready to administer violent justice.
Someone pointed to the crumbling tower looming on the hill at the edge of town. It was an old place, where the city once treated its weak and wounded. Long ago replaced by a newer facility in the center of town, the tower had been abandoned for decades. Now, briefly, there were flickers of light in the windows, and the sounds of heavy mechanisms hissed from the broken windows.
The beloved Mayor was called from his home to lead the mob to the tower. As one, they mounted the hill to attack, to retrieve their lost friends, neighbors, and families.
When the furious crowd reached the massive doors of the tower, a man appeared at one of the high windows and called out to them. His voice cut through the angry shouts. The crowd stopped and fell silent. It was a man they knew but hadn’t seen for many years; a man they despised for his cruelty and had thrown out of office when his brother, the current mayor, ran to take his place.
The man in the window told them quietly that he had something to show them. Something they hadn’t understood before. That the only true way to lead is through absolute fear and total domination. He had taken people from the city in the dark and gathered them here for years so he could teach this lesson. He had developed new techniques for persuasion, and new machines as teaching aids. Tonight they would finally understand what he meant. What just one man could accomplish wielding the power of fear.
“Let us in, and let those innocent people go,” cried the Mayor to his brother.
“Oh, I’m going to,” replied the man, and the enormous doors swung open.
A shambling horde of deformed things surged through the doorway into the astonished, then horrified crowd. The things in the horde had once been the good citizens of the city, but were now bent, twisted, entirely insane from the man’s tutelage, and from his horrible cruel machines.
“Tear them apart. All of them. ” The man almost whispered from his window, and the monstrous army, driven by sheer terror, obeyed blindly. Then it moved down into the city to continue its master’s bidding.
Six days later, the authorities from nearby cities converged to investigate the fires and offer help to their neighbors. They didn’t find anyone left.
Team:
Artem "X-Convict" Volchik
Ian "sciAnce" Olsen
Ryan "Mangled Poly" Monday
1st Shot:
2nd:
construction:
concept:
texture:
Initial Concept Chosen:
Back Story:
No one really noticed when the first victims started disappearing from the darkened streets fifteen years ago: the first ones were just street people, drifters that blew in and out of town. Except for maybe the cops or the railroad bulls, no one knew they had been there in the first place. After all, this was a good and prosperous city.
But then the upstanding citizens--the law-abiders and the taxpayers--turned up missing. Alone or in pairs for years, sometimes entire families, just vanished into the night. Alarms went up. Good neighbors formed roving bands and patrolled the streets, ready to administer violent justice.
Someone pointed to the crumbling tower looming on the hill at the edge of town. It was an old place, where the city once treated its weak and wounded. Long ago replaced by a newer facility in the center of town, the tower had been abandoned for decades. Now, briefly, there were flickers of light in the windows, and the sounds of heavy mechanisms hissed from the broken windows.
The beloved Mayor was called from his home to lead the mob to the tower. As one, they mounted the hill to attack, to retrieve their lost friends, neighbors, and families.
When the furious crowd reached the massive doors of the tower, a man appeared at one of the high windows and called out to them. His voice cut through the angry shouts. The crowd stopped and fell silent. It was a man they knew but hadn’t seen for many years; a man they despised for his cruelty and had thrown out of office when his brother, the current mayor, ran to take his place.
The man in the window told them quietly that he had something to show them. Something they hadn’t understood before. That the only true way to lead is through absolute fear and total domination. He had taken people from the city in the dark and gathered them here for years so he could teach this lesson. He had developed new techniques for persuasion, and new machines as teaching aids. Tonight they would finally understand what he meant. What just one man could accomplish wielding the power of fear.
“Let us in, and let those innocent people go,” cried the Mayor to his brother.
“Oh, I’m going to,” replied the man, and the enormous doors swung open.
A shambling horde of deformed things surged through the doorway into the astonished, then horrified crowd. The things in the horde had once been the good citizens of the city, but were now bent, twisted, entirely insane from the man’s tutelage, and from his horrible cruel machines.
“Tear them apart. All of them. ” The man almost whispered from his window, and the monstrous army, driven by sheer terror, obeyed blindly. Then it moved down into the city to continue its master’s bidding.
Six days later, the authorities from nearby cities converged to investigate the fires and offer help to their neighbors. They didn’t find anyone left.
Team:
Artem "X-Convict" Volchik
Ian "sciAnce" Olsen
Ryan "Mangled Poly" Monday
Replies
textually as we are building them.
oobersli bring it on! Which "terminites" have you decided to team with?
Those are fightin' words!
Thanks guys for the comments so far, can't wait to get started on some modeling!
One thing that is important to us is to detail the hell out of everything to the best of our abilities. We find a lot of time at work we rush through things cause its part of a production pipeline. So Artem and I have been detailing props or small things that we know we can use regardless of what the magnificent Ian concepts.
well, thats probably true, but you dont have to point it out so blatantly...
P.S.- uhh... your mom:poly130:
I love it so far man, especially the shot your render is from
I still need to add tons of detail into this my goal is to get one floor semi complete so I can apply the same detail to the others
-caseyjones
yeah there sure will be metal work
Thanks for your kind words!