Rick stopped. "No... Do it right, Rick... Won't help if she comes out looking like Picasso..." Setting the pen carefully down, Rick grabbed a pencil and started sketching. Sketch, sketch, sketch. Every now and then, Rick called up a different picture. Sketch, sketch, sketch. Finished with the pictures, Rick called up the Practice Mode to watch the same character face herself, allowing him to angles to observe her with. Sketch, sketch, sketch... Rick eventually stopped and considered his work.
Uriko was such a lovely creature, a japanese teen who also just happened to be a Zoanthrope, a human capable of turning into a half-animal on demand. Uriko's beast form was that of a domestic cat, and in fact, her beast form seemed to have a larger impact on her human personality than normal. A little bubble-headed, definitely playfull, and easily distracted. Rick hoped she came out with just that personality, it was part of why he liked Uriko so much (that and her gracefull hand-to-hand style). Rick had considered Jenny, who was definitely sexier (and acted like such a tease), but bats gave him the creeps. Rick considered the sketch a bit more. Taking pencil again, he erased some lines, drew others, sketched a bit more... There. Rick smiled. Now Uriko's breasts were triple normal size, giving her a figure comparable to a skinny Busty Dusty...
Setting pencil down, Rick, almost reverently, picked up the Reality Pen again, and set to work inking the sketch. He went carefully, and was now glad he'd taken that art course...
Mon Dec 3 23:38:46 2001
Linking Enabled