This is a short 3 page comic that I am submitting to this year's issue of my college magazine, the Fine Print. It was a real challenge to get it in in such a huge crunch of time pressure. But I'm hoping the payoff will be worth it for this comic if it gets published. :)
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Tuesday, July 10, 2012
The Truth of Desire
Since I have nothing else to do but sit and reflect on some ideas, here's a story that I composed for my Spanish class, before it was translated into spanish. ;)
It's actually one of my first attempts at writing one of my own fantasy stories since I have not written any before.
Once they reached the well, they carefully fetched some water with careful precision, by lowering down one pail which would extract water from the well. After the water was extracted, they retrieved the small pail from the depths of the well, grabbed it from the anchoring hook, and carefully pour a small amount into each Elixir bottle that Densdon gave them. And with a gentle shake of each bottle, the elixirs were complete. The two friends then gently placed both bottles inside their own knapsack (one bag per person), and departed the top of the mount and journeyed back home.
It's actually one of my first attempts at writing one of my own fantasy stories since I have not written any before.
The Truth of Desire
by Jeremy Fuscaldo
A tale such as this probably has not existed in the beginning. Perhaps it may have never existed at all. But I tell you, as I stand here right now, this is a tale that is worth telling throughout the centuries.
For the story I am about to tell you takes place in an old world of fantasy and sorcery and many other incredible wonders. In times such as this, kings and rulers were divided over many things, both complexing and precious. Much like our modern world where we have debates over our definitions of reason, kings and leaders would argue over truth and desire.
You see, there existed two incredible kingdoms whom were divided over both truth and desire. In the beginning, they were originally of one kingdom, but after an uprising, lead by a group of people who desired truth, it lead to another group that wanted desire, and the kingdoms split in two.
For the next 200 years, these two kingdoms distanced themselves from one another and have evolved to the brink of war with one another.
To be more precise, let me elaborate on why one kingdom seeks truth, and the other seeks desire. You see, the first kingdom seeks the ultimate truth for the sake of learning the mysteries of life: why we exist, who created us, what are we meant to do, and so on and so forth. The 2nd kingdom, the kingdom of desire, does not value truth as the first and foremost important concept and believe in wanting a life of their own without knowing the big questions of life. So instead of following original kingdom’s mission, they simply abandoned it in favor of normal lives.
Now that these backgrounds put in place, here is where our two main characters come into place.
There were these two young women, fair and beautiful in many ways, named Olivia and Ellenoir, who resided in both kingdoms. Olivia was from the kingdom of Truth; while Ellenoir resided in the kingdom of Desire. These two young girls were the greatest of friends, and both favored friendship above anything else that they were taught to believe.
So one day, after secretly being friends for more than fifteen years, Olivia and Ellenoir decided that this divide needed to end; they agreed that they needed to find some way to unite their two kingdoms together so that they it would prevent war and restore balance to both kingdoms. So one night, they rode out of their kingdoms together, into the woods, in search of an obscure, aging, yet wise wizard for consultancy-- his name was Densdon the Wise.
They searched long and hard, throughout the entire forest, to see if they could find any traces of Densdon. After a week of searching, they eventually found him inside an enormous cave where he would practice his magic arts and meditate peacefully.
When Olivia and Ellenoir informed them about their home kingdoms, he assured him that he has known about this predicament for a long time and has long sought a solution to put them both at peaceful ease. For you see, he was a secret friend of the kingdoms’ rulers long ago before they divided and evolved into enemies. After he tried to convince them to join back, they hardened their hearts against them-- leaving Densdon swearing that he will unite them until he returns to the dust of the earth. 200 years later, his physical strength is nearly depleted, but he still retained the willpower to find a solution-- which he has figured out recently.
After he informed the girls about his history with the kingdoms, he informed them of a powerful elixir that he has been searching for sometime-- stating that this elixir contains the truth and desire that might just work in uniting the two kingdoms back into one.
Thus, he proposed that both girls are to present one elixir each to their home kingdoms and ask their rulers’ to meet up and compare them to each other. If the comparison session is a success (which it will), the two kingdoms will unite and acknowledge the great power that they possess and share them.
But alas, in order for this elixir to be completed, all that was missing was mystic water from a well at the top of Mount Belion. Thus, because he was aging and needed to preserve his strength, he politely asked Olivia and Ellenoir if they may travel to the top of Mount Belion and fetch the water from its well, and add a little bit of it to each bottle of elixir in order for them to be complete. He also warned them not to drink from the elixirs, or else they would surely die. The eager friends promised to complete such a task and even present it to their kingdoms. Before long, they were off to Mount Belion.
It was nearly a week until the two friends found their way to Mount Belion, the resting ground of a well containing mystical water. The mystery behind it’s existence grabbed at the curiosity of their minds, but that had to be solved another day; they needed to focus on their mission. So, after rigorous riding through the mountain, it wasn’t long until they reached the tip top of the mountain.
Once they reached the well, they carefully fetched some water with careful precision, by lowering down one pail which would extract water from the well. After the water was extracted, they retrieved the small pail from the depths of the well, grabbed it from the anchoring hook, and carefully pour a small amount into each Elixir bottle that Densdon gave them. And with a gentle shake of each bottle, the elixirs were complete. The two friends then gently placed both bottles inside their own knapsack (one bag per person), and departed the top of the mount and journeyed back home.
However, our heroes’ journey was not finished yet. About one and a half weeks into the journey home. Both Olivia and Ellenoir grew tired, weak, hungry and most of all, thirsty. Despite the fact that they were three quarters of the way home, they quickly ran out of food and grown short of any liquid substance-- any that did not pertain to the elixirs that they harbored. Desperate for a refreshing drink, Olivia and Ellenoir became tempted by the elixirs’ luring taste. They tried to be mindful of Densdon’s warning, that if they drank from the elixir, they would surely die. Torn between honesty and doubt, the girls were left with no choice but to try the elixir for themselves. So, they took out their individual bottled elixir, stood side by side, in case anything would happen, and slowly let a little bit of each elixir fall down to their mouths until it quenched their thirsts. After a little drink, they quickly bottled up the elixir and let the samples sit in their mouths. After a moment or two, they slowly swallowed their portions and let it settle inside their stomachs.
And wouldn’t you know, after a few silent minutes, nothing happen! Neither Olivia, nor Ellenoir, died in that moment. In fact, they were a little more rejuvenated than usual after sipping such a taste drink. After realizing how foolish they were to believe Densdon’s claim about drinking from the Elixir, they concluded that Densdon fooled them about the drink, and that it wouldn’t perhaps bring unity between the two kingdoms.
And so, they huddled back on their horses, packed both elixirs inside Olivia’s knapsack, and they headed for home. But as they traveled north, towards the Kingdoms, a sudden feeling began growing inside of them. Both Olivia and Ellenoir yearned for more of those delicious elixirs. Although both girls were the best of friends, they were both suspicious of each other-- they both wanted to have more elixir, but the other plotted to either steal it or keep it for herself.
So, as that little tempting thought flew through their heads, Olivia became suspicious of Ellenoir so she decided to ride ahead of her so she wouldn’t lay a hand on the elixir. Intimidated, Ellenoir rode faster and faster, trying to keep with her former friend. And so, a chase between the two friends arose. As both friends raced each other for their personal prize, a storm was developing causing it to rain heavily and emit thunder. Closer and closer, Ellenoir gave her horse all that he had to keep up with Olivia. Thus, that delicious elixir was practically in her grasp, and she was right behind of Olivia, and reached out her hand to grab the prize. But before she could take it by force, a bolt of lightning emerged out of the clouds, and took the girls completely by surprise, striking them both dead in their trails, along with their horses. And so, the chase was over, and so were our friends.
In the meantime, both Ellenoir and Olivia’s families became worried about their whereabouts. It had been weeks since they last heard from them and they did not know where they were last heard from. So, after letting each king know of what happened, they simultaneously released two search groups to find them both.
But as their search continued, it was not long until both parties crossed paths and found the bodies of the missing girls. And standing before the bodies, was Densdon the Wise, taking notice of what has led to their demise.
When both parties asked him what had happened, he grabbed the two bottles of the elixir and told them that they’re ignorance was their downfall-- that because they chose to give in and drink some of the sacred elixir, it eroded away at their friendship, and eventually-- their lives. Because they let desire and division consume them, it destroyed the unity between their friendship.
Surprised by this sudden news, the two parties travel back, with the bodies in hand, and inform the kings of what happened. Densdon accompanied them, explaining what had happened before. Realizing what kind of sacrifice these two best friends were willing to make, before their disobedience through desire brought division, the two kingdoms of Truth and Desire were inspired to unite in order to bring peace throughout the land. Eventually, the bodies of Ellenoir and Olivia, were buried outside of the united kingdoms, with two tombstones reading,
“Here lies what was left of a beautiful friendship which ended through desire and division. Because of their noble act to put this division to an end, truth and desire and now united into liberty.”
Friday, May 4, 2012
Pubilcation!!!
Well, you guys heard me talk about what I've done back in my Creative Writing class, and I finally got something published-- my short story about the Man with no Man. You've read it before. You, so if you want to, read it again. :)
Art publication too!
Yup-- my crappy film noir piece got a taste of publication too. Crappy as it may be, I'm glad I got some form of publication.
That's all for now folks.
Enjoy!
Monday, December 26, 2011
quick sketch and surprise story...
Another Forest Sketch
This is another sketch of a forest for that super secret project that I'm working on. I like the perspective and the the trees on the left, but the trees on the right needs more work.
Also, I thought I'd take the liberty of sharing a short story that I read at a open mic for my Creative Writing class. A lot of people said it was really good, as do I think so, so I thought I should share a late Christmas present.
There once was this man who had no name.
As weird as they may sound to start out with, but that’s how the story began. Ever since the day he was born, his parent had never decided on what to name him, so he wound up being a person with no name.
As he got older and went to school, he would hand in his tests and assignments without any signature; when the teachers confronted him about it, he simply replied, “I’m sorry-- I have no name.”
After he left school and moved up to college, he became the most popular guy around. The problem was that every girl that wanted to go on a date with him knew about him but were terrible at knowing his name; in his defense, he remarked “It is okay-- I have no name.”
After college, he settled in his career as a freelance writer for a weekly journal. Whenever he handed in an article, the editor would approach him and ask him why doesn’t he give himself credt; once again, his comment is “I am sorry-- I have no name.”
And then one day, when he was driving home from work, a huge truck zoomed out of nowhere and totally demolished his car and took his life. At a sudden turn of events, the man with no name was traveling through this state of mind and eventually found himself at the gates of hell. He saw Satan laughing with delight, as he sat by the entrance.
“And what is your name, my dearest friend?” He would remarked.
But the man would response, “Sorry my good man-- I have no name.”
At first, Satan was surprised but convinced himself that it was all a joke. So, he quickly turned to the book of the dead who belong in hell, trying to check up on our stranger’s name. The poor bastard couldn’t find his name in the book; he was so mad that he cursed himself.
Just when the stranger thought his life was about to be turned into a living hell, he saw himself transported again and found himself at the gates of heaven, where St. Peters was sitting at the entrance, with the book of life at his desk.
“Why hello, you fortunate soul. What is your name?” St. Peters joyfully asked.
Once again, the man remarked “I said it once and I’ll said it again-- I have no name.”
This caught St. Peter off guard that he decided to check up on this man to see if his name was in the book of life-- as before, his name wasn’t found.
Suddenly, Satan appeared before St. Peter and told him the stranger belongs in hell with him. But St. Peter argued that even if he has no name, he certainly belongs in heaven. So, the two fighting sides decided to flip a coin-- heads: he stays in heaven; tails-- he stays in hell.
And so, St. Peter took out his coin, flipped it in the air to see how the stranger’s fate would end up. Coincidentally, when the coin landed fell right through the clouds of heavan. It heavily surprised both arguing parties, so they continued to argue back and forth with each other.
Frustrated, the stranger grew in a fit of anger and yelled at them both. “Now see here you too. How many times do I have to tell you that I have no name?”
Just then, a loud thunderous sound silenced the atmosphere and everybody was immediately caught off guard. Before they could wonder what was going on at that moment, they saw that it was God who had appeared before the small trio.
“Now see here-- both of you! If this man was born with no name, he was born with no name. That doesn’t mean you have to argue over when his time and destiny resides. After all, it isn’t his time.”
The stranger was amazed at how God was generous and merciful towards him. “Thank you so much. You don’t know how happy I am.” He shouted out with glee.
“What do you mean ‘I don’t know?’-- I DO know. I am the God of everything-- the universe, the human mind, and second chances.”
After the man with no name finished thanking God, he saw himself transported right back to life and woke up in a hospital bed. His entire body was bandaged up and was covered in scars. The female doctor at his side was happy to see him and approached him about his condition.
“You’re body is in bad shape, but I believe with our help, you’ll be in great shape in no time. By the way, what is your name again?”
The stranger thought about it for a moment and ultimately decided to name himself. “Ben...The name is Ben.”
Nuff said.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Did you miss me?
Hi folks! Sorry I haven't been as up to date as I used to be. This time I got a lot of drawing done over the time when I was sick at home. I even was able to do some sketching for my Trouble Shooters project, in the meantime.
Here's some new art I think you should all check out:
Here's some new art I think you should all check out:
Chris Peeper studies
It was nice to go back and sketch Chris again, after so long. In this picture, I was experimenting with different expressions just to capture his feelings.
Crusader Robot variation samples
I decided to sketch variation of Crusader Robots, rather than simply use costumed variations of Gizmo. These are better because they have a spirit more in line for my 'Gizmo's Clone Wars' type of story.
Corkey Roberts
There are some really good pictures of Corkey here, but I felt there were some sketches that missed the mark. All in all, these aren't bad.
Invader Zim art
Whilst I was sketching for my TS project, I decided to experiment with my Invader Zim/Jhonen Vasque influence. I heard that there's an internet community that's planning on animating some Invader Zim episodes, so I thought I sketch some characters just to see if I'm cut out for such a task of working on such a great project. ;)
Zim (Human)
At the top left hand corner, you can tell that I was experimenting with colors (one with a colored pencil, an another with one of my faber castell markers I recently ordered). All in all, good expressions.
GIR (Dog suit)
How can I forget about GIR-- Zim's trusty robot sidekick? XD He's becoming my personal favorite character now. ^^
Gaz
Now she's one of my favorite characters on the show. Gaz shows the feelings that everybody feels when they have a brother who steals his/her food and makes them suffer XD I think she was actually the inspiration for one of my own characters, Amelia Enmity.
Also, there's one more piece of creativity that I want to share; just last night I wrote a short story for my creative writing class. And since this is a blog where I promised to talk about short stories, I thought I'd share you a piece of my writing so you have what kind of idea my writing skills are at.
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