Category: Steampunk
#22-Panda X
In the post-apocalyptic world, where humans have been extinct for centuries, other animals have evolved and struggle to find a balance between the wealthy and the poor. Panda X is one of the last few pandas left on earth and was fortunate to be raised in a wealthy environment-however he largely rebels against the values of the rich and powerful, so he becomes a renegade to fight against his own not hesitating to use the tools and the luxuries he has as an advantage.
#26 White Cosmic Wind
White Cosmic Wind runs a small parcel delivery service for the entire galaxy. Since he is Cosmic, his reach is far and wide and at any time. With his Mech-A-Owls (short for mechanical automated owls) he makes deliveries to hell and back, or just about anywhere from this dimension to the next, or from that continent to this one, or from this planet to the next one, or from here to there, or from…well you get the idea. Just between you and me though, he’d rather be called a mail carrier than a time lord because it gives him some place to start, and 2063 is a good place to start.
White Cosmic Wind says, “I Endure in order to communicate transcending breath. I seal the input of spirit with the cosmic tone of presence. I am guided by the power of death.”
Sea_Nov13
 Sea Humonster, Mane Wyvern. When a mutated octopus slid it’s way into Mane’s cranium, it grew… more ways than one. It became him. During the final moments of Mane’s consciousness the mutant assumed control and burst it’s tentacles out.  Some people who knew him could still see his facial features remain in the newly sculpted concoction.
Day 23: The Living B.R.I.C.K.
Thuck Nysteros was the assistant of the insane Doc named Enesos Poison. He was so fully loyal to him, that accepted to be the guinea pig for an experiment studying the possibilites of an actual merge of living and non-living things. That’s how Brotesque Recklessly Injected Cubic Kal was created. It’s a huge living brick containing Thuck’s soul. Utterly mindless and with absolutely no purpose in it’s life… The definition of a living brick.
#24 Gears
Gears fixes stuff. Men are not stuff, so if you’re a broken man and you’re looking for a woman to fix you — keep looking. But leave the keys to your car.
Day 22: The InvisibLega
Nick Lega is the twin brother of Indiana. DON’T YOU SEE THE SIMILARITY? 😛
Well, he was visible, until a toxic accident made him invisible. Till then he’s practically nowhere to found. He usually haresses models and beautiful girls and then he lights up a cigar wearing his cool glasses. He is a grey character, not bad, not good. Somewhere between.
#10 The Furnace
On the field, Kaiser Solumanen is the Chief Battlemage of the Grey Army. But more people throughout the dominion know & fear him simply as “The Furnace.”
The stories mostly paint Solumanen as a young apprentice at the Black Wreath Academy of Mysticism some years ago. While not necessarily looking to step out on the battlefield, he was looking to specialize mainly in the use of elemental magic. Fire was his favorite, & he cultivated a level of ability that began to exceed his own control. His proctors tried to warn him, as they’d catch him with scorch marks on his clothes or whenever he’d go without an eyebrow. But he never paid them much mind.
One day, he took things a step too far, creating a blue flame so hot, there was no chance of it ever extinguishing. In the process, he severely burned himself & nearly razed the ancient school. Dishonorably expelled & sealed in a bulk containment suit, the only feeling Solumanen has any more is pain. Intense, burning pain.
Now he is the Grey Army’s “secret” weapon. A walking inferno of immeasurable heat. He spends his time between battles in a smoldering lead carriage. When he is needed, he levitates across the field of battle setting everything alight, scorching anything in his wake. With little concern of collateral damage, everybody looks to just stay out of his way.
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So again, I was mostly just trying to look & round out all of the possible categories for characters. I was looking for something big & imposing & scary looking, but also vaguely fantasy & maybe a little steampunk-y. The proportions are jacked on this a bit. It was partly intentional with the huge upper body & arms, & tiny little head. Trying to sell the whole containment suit idea though I think I went a little overboard. I also kept debating whether his feet should stick out or if it should be all cloak. In the end I probably should’ve left the feet out. And another thing I was fickle about was the color of the flames. I liked the result of the effect here alright but at the end of the day, maybe I should have just left it orange. Oh well. Onward…
Day 15: Winston, Boy Genius
Young Winston was the pride of the Queen’s University. The only son of a famous playwright and a respected biologist, Winston was a prodigy by age 4, and became the youngest student ever admitted, at 11, to Her Majesty’s institution of higher learning. Though his brilliance outgrew his small form, his judgement was not as developed. A secret experiment involving dark energies and untested theories left him horrifically transformed. Still, full of curiosity and determination, he continues his study, confident that he will find a cure for his “condition”, or uncover something more interesting in the process. 
#10 Drone Commander
This guy is definitely getting brought to finish before the end of the month. I could see this guy living in the world of the character I created for last years 30 in 30 Dr Spectrum. I could see this guy in the Dr Who universe too.
#8 AutoMatrix
Was looking to go all female iron man like but ended up more steam-punk retro like. Oh well. Not sure the name is right either. Feels too contemporary and not steam-punky. Got a suggestions post it in the comments. 🙂
Day 13: Veteran Jehk
The alliance was losing the war. They needed to win the next battle and they needed the best man to lead the operation. They considered and passed on eleven other officers before they were recommended a gritty old hare called Veteran Jehk. At first they were  sceptical. He was more of a whispered legend in the troop than a decorated officer. He abandoned the traditional tactics of bayonet, sword, and direct battle. Instead he insisted on his own methods of tracking through the forest, using traps, hatchets and his favored bolt-gun. He preferred stealth and cunning over tradition and order. The generals berated Jehk’s superiors for allowing such unconventional warfare, but they employed the soldier none-the-less. They were not displeased with his results. 
Day Nine: Space Piratex
Space, that was the dream. Space — the place children (our future) all across her country had lived for, before they discovered reality TV in their teen years, the place though which ufological wonks of all ages had wanted to drift.
The actual place was less majestic than the men and women of science-based television programing had promised and closer to an afternoon floating with the refuse of a billion people in the waves of a Lama Island beach in a waning Summer.
The Space Piratex probe didn’t mind, for a start she’d never been to any of Lama Island’s waste-disposal beaches and so was unable to see the sad similarity. No, an enterprising class of public school over-achievers hadn’t built her to despair at the state of the space, Space Piratex had been built to win that class the finals of the “Sweep It Under the Rug: Environmental Solutions” competition. Her directives were clear: clean, clean that cosmos up long enough to get her masters a photo in three of their local papers. It was a task she probably could have completed too, if it weren’t for those attention lacking kids and their rudimentary android building skill sets.
~Tosche
Day 12: Sister Anansa
When the Cleric’s Circle met in the first day of spring, the emissaries of many gods were in attendants. The stoic Sun god’s men came on time, as always. The warriors of the god of Battle made their noisy arrival. The goddess of Earth and River sent her strong and solemn daughters to the meeting. But Sister Anansa came alone, and no one knew, at first, which god she served. No one had ever come claiming allegiance to the god of Trickery before. He was a shape-changer, a tale teller, and the master of clever invention and plots. What need did he have of a priestess? What responsibility would he trust to a mortal? What loyalty did she hold to the patron of Chaos, and what contribution would she bring to the Circle?
11/10/11: “Iron” Jack Savage, Pookah Soldier
NAME: Jack Savage  SPECIES: Rabbit Pookah  ORIGIN: The Seelie Realm
After losing his arm to a dire wolf in the great war against the Unseelie kin, Jack was bestowed a metal of honor by the knights of the Silver Court. In addition, Jack was given with a powerful, magi-tech arm, a gift from a renowned gnomish tinkerer. Though honored as a hero among the fey folk, the war left Jack bitter and paranoid. He no longer belonged in the Seelie lands. Hoisting his knapsack over his shoulder, Jack walked through the shimmering bright of Viscaria’s Mirror, never again to look back on the light of Titania’s realm.
Model designed in Sculptris and TinkerCAD (3d print pending….)
https://tinkercad.com/things/8Ya9bFkUspi-iron-jack-savage-pookah-soldier-30characterschallenge
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