Friday 28th september. In the crossroads..

Work achieved

abstract and more grounded sketches for settings, moods.
Began to novelize the story to take a look at it from a new angle
Research into alternate mediums

Honestly not a good week of progress. Spent a good portion wading in the water after setting my boat on fire. I am pretty close to killing my project as it stands and starting again with clearer and smaller goals. And yet I'm still attached to my idea so I can't just give it up yet.


an excerpt from my writings. (yes its a dark introduction into the setting)

His body was cold. Being exposed to the vacuum of space for 74 years does that to a corpse. I wasn’t concerned about him being dead. Nor was I concerned about the re-bar that pierced him to the exterior of the satellite. I am very much aware of the potential acceleration that can be granted to objects using a suits traversal jet. No, what concerned me was that he was out here in the first place.

 After finishing a slow orbit around the scene below me, I snapped my finger sending an electrical signal through the organ rope that would cause it to contract. Landing like a cat would returning from a tree to soil, My hands worked automatically working the release and return of the rope to my wrist using my right while signing for magnetic soles to activate with my left. The satellite shifted below me from the contact, a long dormant flame ignited to life. Tiny bursts of energy slowly correcting the disturbance I had caused it. The body did not move. Too ridged with deaths chill to greet my arrival. I saw my reflection within the cracked glass covering his face. An emotionless eye peeked through the crack and fell upon my grey form. He never blinked even while I produced a battery operated saw from a hidden pouch and advanced upon him. I began to sever his right hand away from his frozen form. I could feel the vibrations of the saw grind their way up my arm as I worked. In a few short minutes the hand finally disconnected itself and started to drift with purpose. As if it was trying to flee from the body that had held it captive for so long. I didn’t let it get too far. 

so yeah.. its something.. but I'm not sure if its the setting I will keep. My other sketches speak of another setting. The ship designs below being ambiguous enough to fit wherever I decide to place them.

 

It would be fun to go back and just redraw these and flesh out some more of the details

 

 To me these other sketches are of some foreign world. It looks interesting but I'm not sure what narrative I would tie together with them.

                                                                        Tribal huts?


Right now I have to decide if I really want to hold myself to an interactive movie. Or do I want to jump into a new medium or change how the player will interact with the game. I'm currently at a cross roads. Honestly given my level of progress so far an animated adventure might simply be too much to handle...Well we will see how it advances.

(You ever try to glue together something you threw through a wood chipper? My thoughts are in need of gorilla glue...)