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Captain America: A Vision of Yesterday
The last augmented soldier hit the floor of the warehouse, his yellow-plated exo-skeleton hissing and sparking. Captain America grabbed the package from his immobilised gauntlet. Behind his faceplate, the soldier cursed and raged silently. The Captain had disabled the speakers on his armour when he'd fried the electronics, leaving the AIM trooper trapped inside a metal cage.
Some small noise made Steven Rogers whirl around to see one of the AIM soldiers with a plasmacaster trained on his chest. Her suit was still partially operational, and she'd managed to make it crawl over to an undamaged weapon. Time seemed to slow down for the Captain as he considered his options. He didn't have time to draw his shield from his back. Dodging wouldn't be an option; the plasma bursts were too wide for that. Even with his enhanced reflexes, he'd never be able to dodge in time.
Suddenly, the trooper stiffened in pain. The suit whined, and she screamed as the neural feedback from her implants coursed th
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XCOM: Tackling a Giant
The sirens sounded, klaxons blaring, and I spilled my coffee in fright. The inevitable time had arrived, and it had done so on my shift. "Fantastic," I muttered, pulling on my flight suit as a robotic voice spoke over the intercom.
"Attention, all personnel. Hostile contact reported in Canadian airspace. Overseer-class contact. Scramble interceptors immediately." The message looped back to its start, just in case there was anyone in the facility that hadn't noticed. Although we'd never successfully brought down an Overseer before, according to the map that was beeping in the room, this new contact was closer to the base than any previous encounter. There was a significant chance of us bringing this one down. I sprinted to the hangar, my coffee forgotten.
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We are at war. No-one wants to admit it, but humanity is under attack. We face an enemy unlike any before, an enemy that strikes from the shadows at where we are most vulnerable. We face an alien force, one with an almost insurmounta
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Minecraft: Suicide Mission: 6 (2/2)
"What is it you need?" Raela asked, when the Councilors had settled back down into their hall, where no-one could hear. Trottimus left it to Aleph to explain; he was the speechmaker, but Aleph had an easygoing manner that made him a much better communicator than Trottimus would ever be. It was mid-afternoon; the sinking sun shone through the windows, painting the table a bright orange.
"How much do you know about the construction of a Testificate Iron Golem?"
"How much do I know?" Raela asked incredulously. "Boys, you're speaking to the finest golemancer in the Ashentha Isles. There is no-one that can make a better golem than me."
Trottimus held up a hand. "Wait, I thought you were a thaumaturge? What do golems have to do with this?"
"Thaumaturgy is about investing things with magic, right?" Aleph said. "To make a golem, you do the same thing. Make a humanoid shape, fill it with magic, give it orders."
"I didn't know you knew so much about golems," Trottimus said, raising an eyebrow.
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Minecraft: Suicide Mission: 6 (1/2)
No-one spoke as they were herded away from the place where Garlas had been killed. No-one spoke as they were marched in single file along the foul red corridor back to their cell. No-one spoke as they sat in the near-darkness, all unwilling to speak. Max expected that the first person to speak would be Kaelros, lambasting him for letting Garlas be killed. Maybe it would be Sarra, mourning his loss. In the end, the first to speak was the last person he expected.
"I'm going... I'm going to tell you something. You deserve to know." It took a minute for Max to identify the voice. It was Elert, but her voice was flat and cold. Was it Garlas' death that had changed her, or was it echoing differently because she was now an empty suit of armour? It could be both, Max decided.
Sarra spoke up. "What did you say?" Her voice was raw, and Max realised that she'd been crying. He hadn't heard anything.
Elert's voice stuttered before she spoke again, like a damaged radio. "You've been kind to me. Afte
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Minecraft: Suicide Mission: 5 (2/2)
Lorecia had fallen. In truth, it had fallen a long time ago, but now there was no denying it. The last three people left alive in the city were currently fleeing it. Everyone else in the city was currently chasing them.
In the middle of the trio was Gimrak Vonlagg, a Dwarf covered in soot with a yellowed pair of goggles. His legs were short and they were rapidly tiring. In his line of work, he could often set up explosions hours in advance and watch them from a distance, sitting down. He didn't particularly enjoy having to run, but he didn't have an option here. They'd received a message via carrier pig from the leaders of Haat. They had to return as soon as possible.
Next to him ran an Enderman daubed in green-and-grey camouflage paint. His name was Shategua, and he was Gimrak's closest friend after Desmond's demise during their battle against the Bone Dragon a week ago. Gimrak had barely spoken a word before that, but for the sake of the others, he had decided to be more vocal.
"Oi!"
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Minecraft: Suicide Mission: 5 (1/2)
The Zombie Pigman guards stood at their post at the T-shaped junction in the depths of the Pillar, heavy polearm in one hand, jagged golden shield in the other. One was named Azmarshog. He was a citizen of New Zigurath and proud servant of Emperor Anu'bizomoch, and he was glad to have a position of some prestige, but he was also very bored. He paced back and forth every few minutes, just to keep his legs from going numb. A step or two to the right, and the same to the left. He imagined eating a warm, delicious metamarrow to keep himself awake. Heralds above, he thought. This is boring work.
Something flickered in the corner of his eye. He could just hear a faint whirring, almost like tinnitus, on the edge of his hearing. His companion, Lukiltani, sighed as he opened his mouth to speak. "Yes," she growled. Her teeth were visible through a ragged tear in her cheek. "You've said it all before. You despise guard duty. That's all you're able to talk about every time we're on a
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Bionicle: Strangers in a Strange Land
The Toa strode through the tall grasses of the new world. Xiatan stood seven feet tall, adorned with armour of royal purple and deep black. He was an intricate figure of cogs and pistons, held together by rope-like muscles and steel-hard armour, topped with a intricately carved metal mask. He was a stranger in this living, natural world, and it was obvious.
Xiatan knelt down to see a small creature making its way through the grass across his path. It was a pale brown spider, maybe a foot across. "I haven't seen one of these before," he said to himself. When he reached a hand out to investigate, it extended a number of razor-edged spines from its skin, surprising him. His mask emitted a violet haze as he instinctively activated his mask power.
On his face he wore the Kanohi Konomau, the Great Mask of Biomechanics. It allowed him a degree of control over systems both purely mechanical and those with organic components, which included everything in Xiatan's homeland. Unfortunately, the wi
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Minecraft: Suicide Mission: 4
Max told his story. It was a long tale, and one that clearly pained him to tell.
It all began in the spring of 4032, only two years after the founding of the province of Haat. It was a calm morning. The dew hung from the leaves of the trees and the blades of grass. The construction of the great defensive walls had begun last month, and the architects were organising the transport of massive boulders and oak logs into position. Already, the North Gateway was taking shape, a huge archway around which people streamed, carrying stones and tools.
Max woke up. Groggy from a dream of treasure-hunting and sword-fighting, he made his way to the balcony of his bedroom and looked out over his city. It had changed greatly since his youth, going from a bleak town overseen by a maniacal wizard to a magnificent city, the envy of all the neighbouring lands.
"My lord!" a messenger cried, rushing into the chamber. "My lord-"
"Please," Max said. "Call me Maximilian." He disliked all the formality that ca
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XCOM: Enemy Beyond 5: Patient Hymn
Anna Sing woke up in an unfamiliar room. It almost looked like an apartment. There was a bed in the corner, a small en-suite bathroom, and a table with two chairs in the centre. An air conditioner hummed softly overhead. In fact. the only thing out of the ordinary about the room was the lack of windows.
Anna shook her head. She was still jumpy after so many hours of running and hiding. Feeling... well, feeling safe felt weird.
A woman entered through the door, a door that blended in almost perfectly with the wall. She wore a white lab coat, stained slightly green in places, and she carried a clipboard. "Ms. Sing?" she asked. "Please take a seat," she said, gesturing to the table. Anna did as she asked, warily.
"There's no need to be afraid," the stranger said, sitting down across from her. "You're safe here."
"Where am I?"
"That's classified."
"Who are you?"
"Ms. Sing, you do not have the clearance to know anything about this organisation," the woman said. She leaned forward onto the t
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XCOM: Enemy Beyond 4: Swift Justice
"Commander," Bradford said. "The Council has requested a word."
The Commander turned from one of the computer screen, illuminated from behind. He had been looking at analysis of the recovered images of the Outsider. As ever, no details of his (at least, Bradford was confident that the Commander was male) face could be seen.
The Council representative appeared on the large screen in the Situation Room, over Mission Control. "Hello, Commander. We require your assistance with a unique matter. We expect that you will give it the same level of attention as you would for any other project objective."
The Commander nodded silently. He had been expecting some interference from the Council during the project, but not so soon after it had begun. It had only been two weeks since first contact had been so violently made.
"One of the captives abducted by the aliens has somehow managed to escape. If you could retrieve this woman, she may have valuable insight into the aliens' operation. We'll transm
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Pacific Rim: Cherno Alpha
The loudspeakers in the Vladivostok Shatterdome blared, the dreaded news echoing through spartan grey corridors. Technicians dropped whatever they were doing and scurried to their appointed positions. It took mere moments for the aging speakers in the mess hall to take up the message.
"Category 4 Kaiju detected. Designation: Charybdis."
Sasha growled like an animal, standing up from the table. She had neatly combed blonde hair, bordering on white. "Another, only three weeks later. In the middle of lunch. Inconvenient." Aleksis rose to stand beside her, an enormous bear of a man with a shock of black hair on his chin. His bowl of mushroom soup forgotten, he followed as she strode out of the mess hall.
A technician ran up to them with a tablet and gave them a salute. "Lieutenants!" he cried. Sasha didn't even slow down, leaving Aleksis to take the tablet and dismiss the man with a nod. "You really should pay other people some heed," he said. She didn't reply. It wasn't the first time he'
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Blue Life in Black and White

Nothing too detailed today, but a looong overdue update to let all of you still waiting know:
Both Liara and the "Photoprapher" are very much alive!
Progress on project "Nu Liara" might be glacially slow, but there is progress.
(Mesh & UVs done bar some tweaks, advanced rig prototype built, Textures in early stages -
currently painting completely new diffuses, upgrading the original 2x1024² to 4x4096²)
I can't tell you how much longer this is going to take.
But I can tell you I'm determined to bring the project to completion, step by little step.
Hope to see you all at the end of the tunnel.
Greetings from Pineapple Isle!
Shoutout to SeanCF for setting the bait that finally brought me out of my lair ;)
(Picture above is a quick edit of an old "Noir Liara" test scene I never quite got to work,
not least because of problems I hope to alleviate with Nu Liara.)
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I'm Cryokina, professional defenestrator and part-time Safety Dancer. I also enjoy writing, giant robots, and supervillainy. For the first time, you can read something I've written in dead tree format with Beyond the Breach, available this winter! www.kickstarter.com/projects/a…

Fanfiction: www.fanfiction.net/~cryokina
Twitter: twitter.com/Cryokina
Tumblr: cryokina.tumblr.com/
YouTube: www.youtube.com/user/Cryokina
AO3: archiveofourown.org/users/Cryo…

Fanfiction stories currently in progress:
* Bionicle: Heartlight of Darkness (5% - Sequel to Strangers in a Strange Land, planning phase)
* Bionicle: The Prophecy of Heroes (50% - Poem, may be published alone or within another piece)
* Dishonored (15% - idea led to dead end, rework later)
* FTL (40% - too many conflicting ideas to make much progress)
* Hero Factory: Invasion from Below (40% - darker adaptation, not currently in progress)
* Marvel: Visions of Yesterday (100% and uploaded!)
* Minecraft: Suicide Mission: 7 (50%)
* Minecraft: The Gamechap & Bertie Chronicles 2 (10% - currently on hiatus due to being identical to The Long Earth)
* Minecraft: The Shadow over Merrivale (20%)
* Pacific Rim: Crimson Typhoon (25%)
* Transformers: Jetfire (35%)
* XCOM: Enemy Beyond 6: Dire Prophet (45% - mid-way through the first draft)
Interests
So. I've been away for a long time now.

Let's bite the bullet on this one: I don't think I'm ever going to finish any of my big fanfiction series. The Minecraft: Universe series, XCOM: Enemy Beyond, anything. I have all the files and information on them, and I'm thinking of uploading them sometime so people who are interested can see how things might have gone. There are exceptions: I'm still excited about the sequel to my Bionicle fanfic, and I have some Warhammer ideas rattling around. But, mostly, this is an apology. This is me admitting that I've failed at the task I set myself five years ago. And you know what? I'm okay with that.

XCOM failed because it was waaaaaaay too big. Like, it was enormous. Just to write the soldiers, I had to do loads of research on their respective cultures and countries. That's not to mention every mission happening in a different locale, trying to come up with reasonable explanations for discovering gene therapies by April, the scientists and engineers and support personnel and EXALT. There was too much happening, and eventually it all imploded under its own weight. I bit off much more than I could chew, and I'm sorry for that.

Minecraft: Universe was only two or three chapters away from its climax. It was achievable, but my personal life prevented it from seeing completion. I've had a rough couple of years, with my college workload and my own issues. In the last year or two I've finally accepted that I have anxiety and depression, and I'm taking steps towards dealing with that. I will survive this. But in coping with all that, Minecraft got left behind. I played the game less and less, and the world I'd made no longer felt familiar to me. Unlike XCOM, I feel there's at least a faint hope something might spur me into completing this, or at least uploading a nice summary. But it's a faint hope. I'm sorry.

That's the apologies and the endings. Now for the beginning. I uploaded an earlier draft in my previous blog entry. I'm calling it Bloodsinger. It's now past 100,000 words and climbing, which is more than my entire Minecraft series if I recall. It's going to be an original work of fiction, with blood-fuelled angry refugees, princesses and thieves, and a misunderstood lich. I hope to publish it someday in the not-too-distant future. Me, a real published writer, with a book on shelves and everything!

Working on my fanfic series made me the writer I am today. I never would've been able to approach anything of this magnitude without the lessons I learned in telling Minecraft, and researching the lives of different people for XCOM gave me what I needed to create entire cultures in Bloodsinger. Thank you all, all of you, for every view and favourite and comment. I wouldn't have been able to write anything at all without you.

Watch this space. :)
  • Listening to: Evacuate, Miracle of Sound
  • Reading: Norse Mythology, Neil Gaiman
  • Watching: Samurai Jack
  • Playing: Sunless Sea
  • Eating: Spaghetti
  • Drinking: Piña coladas

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So. I've been away for a long time now.

Let's bite the bullet on this one: I don't think I'm ever going to finish any of my big fanfiction series. The Minecraft: Universe series, XCOM: Enemy Beyond, anything. I have all the files and information on them, and I'm thinking of uploading them sometime so people who are interested can see how things might have gone. There are exceptions: I'm still excited about the sequel to my Bionicle fanfic, and I have some Warhammer ideas rattling around. But, mostly, this is an apology. This is me admitting that I've failed at the task I set myself five years ago. And you know what? I'm okay with that.

XCOM failed because it was waaaaaaay too big. Like, it was enormous. Just to write the soldiers, I had to do loads of research on their respective cultures and countries. That's not to mention every mission happening in a different locale, trying to come up with reasonable explanations for discovering gene therapies by April, the scientists and engineers and support personnel and EXALT. There was too much happening, and eventually it all imploded under its own weight. I bit off much more than I could chew, and I'm sorry for that.

Minecraft: Universe was only two or three chapters away from its climax. It was achievable, but my personal life prevented it from seeing completion. I've had a rough couple of years, with my college workload and my own issues. In the last year or two I've finally accepted that I have anxiety and depression, and I'm taking steps towards dealing with that. I will survive this. But in coping with all that, Minecraft got left behind. I played the game less and less, and the world I'd made no longer felt familiar to me. Unlike XCOM, I feel there's at least a faint hope something might spur me into completing this, or at least uploading a nice summary. But it's a faint hope. I'm sorry.

That's the apologies and the endings. Now for the beginning. I uploaded an earlier draft in my previous blog entry. I'm calling it Bloodsinger. It's now past 100,000 words and climbing, which is more than my entire Minecraft series if I recall. It's going to be an original work of fiction, with blood-fuelled angry refugees, princesses and thieves, and a misunderstood lich. I hope to publish it someday in the not-too-distant future. Me, a real published writer, with a book on shelves and everything!

Working on my fanfic series made me the writer I am today. I never would've been able to approach anything of this magnitude without the lessons I learned in telling Minecraft, and researching the lives of different people for XCOM gave me what I needed to create entire cultures in Bloodsinger. Thank you all, all of you, for every view and favourite and comment. I wouldn't have been able to write anything at all without you.

Watch this space. :)
  • Listening to: Evacuate, Miracle of Sound
  • Reading: Norse Mythology, Neil Gaiman
  • Watching: Samurai Jack
  • Playing: Sunless Sea
  • Eating: Spaghetti
  • Drinking: Piña coladas

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VeroNightshade Featured By Owner May 14, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Happy early birthday! ^^
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Cryokina Featured By Owner May 14, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
:D thanks!
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VeroNightshade Featured By Owner May 15, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
No problem mon amie.
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Joey245 Featured By Owner May 15, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Happy birthday! :D
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Cryokina Featured By Owner May 15, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you! :)
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TheKarishad Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2016  Hobbyist Digital Artist
HELLO!!!!


Remember me? :3
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Cryokina Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
I never forget a face. What's up, man?
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TheKarishad Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2016  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hiya, remember those 3d models I made of your characters when I was planning to make an animated version of your story?
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Cryokina Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
I remember, yeah.
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LukeMCFC141 Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2015  Student Writer
UMMM.
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