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I tried my hand at making a samurai using the ink brush on procreate, and I think it worked out pretty okay.
More Samurai man
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If you ever see a Samurai with a red ribbon on their hat, do not approach them. They may look human, but they are far from it...
Alright this is my uhm... very sane oc. His name is Shaytan. He is not an elf or a demon. He is a red ribbon Samurai, meaning he doesn’t get hired for easy jobs. Jobs that no human cannot do... are usually given to him.
And yes he is wearing a skirt
I am also yet again experimenting with my artstyle :')
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Critique and advice is welcome ♡
Mirror - We are born of love; love is our mother
Morro had always believed – or rather, he'd thought he'd known – that he'd been abandoned by his parents, but he'd pushed that aside in his need for survival. And then Sensei Wu had found him and things had changed for a short while. He'd had a home, where his belly was always full, a room that was all his own, and a closet of clothes just for him.
But he'd been abandoned – no, that wasn't right, he'd abandoned Wu, in his pursuit to be the Green Ninja, but he'd thought it an indisputible fact. His parents, or maybe just one, had abandoned him in the streets of Jamanakai Village. And now . . .
When Morro had first looked at that picture, it hadn't seemed all that special, but when he had looked closer to see the Master of Wind . . . She had looked nothing like he imagined, all things considered. When he'd imagined the previous Masters of Wind, they hadn't looked so . . . kind, or gentle. They'd always looked mean, or stone-faced, in his imagination.
Eteri – his mother, the one he'd thought had abandoned him – had looked so kind, more like Lloyd with his bleeding heart, rather than Morro. Rather, he looked more like Aryan, the Master of Smoke, with his downturned brow, and sharp, angular features.
He couldn't take it, so he fled, but he only found himself in a wing of the Monastery that had more drawings of the previous Elemental Alliance. Not all were of them in their GI's, and he found hinself staring at one in particular.
Eteri was sitting against a cherry blossom tree, cradling a baby in her arms, looking down with a smile and adoration in her eyes. The picture was done in watercolor, and he wondered what his mother would have looked like in real life.
Her hair was the same inky black as his, with pale green streaks the color of jade – which were darker than his own emerald streaks –, falling around her face in slight waves. Her eyes were grey – no, green or . . . They looked like river stones covered in dark green moss, so different from his green-black eyes of rotting undergrowth.
Her skin was a beautiful shade of light brown with a reddish undertone the near opposite of his own sickly white pallor. In all, he didn't think he looked anything like her and his heart burned as if he was being dragged beneath the waves of Stiix again.
Biting his lip in his efforts to keep himself from crying, he didn't notice the blood beading or Garmadon coming around the bend. Morro's entire body tensed when the man came to stand at his side, looking at the picture with an exhaustion and an ache.
"You look so much like her, I am surprised I did not realize who you were sooner," Garmadon admitted, seemingly not noticing how his words – those simple words – had Morro's lungs freezing.
"I think you've gone blind!" Morro snarled, forcing hinself to speak past the lump in his throat. "I don't look anything like her!"
Garmadon turned to look at him, dark brown eyes glinting with a dark red sheen that seemed more threatening than ever, "I fought alongside Eteri for nearly 23 years, spent more time than I can remember training with her or simply spending time in her company. You look very similar to Eteri."
Morro drew himself up . . . to what? Yell and scream? When had had that helped? When had it become so much harder to be angry?
"How? How do I look like her?"
"Your eyes are the same," Garmadon began, smiling slightly at the sneer he recieved. "I do not mean color. Eteri was the gentlest of us all, until she was pushed and then all bets were off. You could always see every emotion going through her mind in her eyes, just as I can with you."
Morro reeled back, confused, before he remembered all the times Lloyd would stare into his eyes and then, he would either push harder or back off, as if he knew which one he needed.
"You are taller than she was, but otherwise you could be siblings. I have no doubt in my mind that she's smacking Aryan around for making her son so tall," Garmadon laughed to himself.
"What happened?"
That took the mirth out of Garmadon.
"The Emporer sent an army, and we attacked to keep them away from the Monastery but we didn't realize it was a trap. He had some of his soldiers sneak into the Monastery in the hopes of taking away the two babies that lay within. You and Lily. They only succeeded in taking you, and for that they suffered."
"Never had I seen Eteri so angry. Jiang was as well. Together they summonded a storm so powerful that no soldier from his army survived that day. The rivers were dies red for days from the massacre but we succeeded in weakening the Emporer. Over half of his force had been apart of that army and we began to prevail."
"Aryan and Eteri worked tirelessly to find you . . . And that was their downfall. I do not know all the details, but I know they were outmatched and exhausted but they won. It came at the cost of their lives. When we found them, Aryan – Aryan was already gone, and Eteri begged Keahi to find you, for her."
"He died searching for you."
Morro frowned as the image of red, bloodstained and cracked armor flashed in his memories. "He– Did he wear a necklace with a jade amulet?"
"Yes. How did you–"
"He got me to Jamanakai but he died from his injuries," Morro said, giving a bitter laugh. "I thought he was just someone I'd dreamed of but . . ."
"Keahi was your godfather, and he loved you as his own."
"Yeah, lot of good that did him." Once again, Morro stalked off.
Instead of wandering in the Monastery, he left, unable to be in this place that had once hosted his parents, his family.
Sample
Still not sure if I'm going to make this a series but this kind of a sample of what it would be about.
The old Blackwood Monastery loomed ahead of them, a shell of its former glory with crumbling stone walls, rotting wood, and vines climbing along the sides.
"Why the heck have we never seen this place?!" Jay demanded, as Sensei Garmadon pushed through the rotting, rusty black wood and iron doors that led into the main courtyard. The man sighed at the moss that had overtaken the stones and the miature lake forming off to the side where the dirt had sunk over the 50 years since it had been abandoned.
"We abandoned it after the Emporers Army attacked us to get our main forces away from the Monastery so they could . . . So they could steal the children. Unfortantely they managed to succeed and took one of my closest friends son. Her and her husband died trying to rescue him," Garmadon admitted, closing his eyes as the image of Eteri and Aryan flashed in his vision.
"The Emporers Army?" Kai asked, wrinkling his nose. Sensei Garmadpn tool the distraction, turning to them.
"Wu has not–" He interrupted himself at the deadpan look he recieved. "25 Years or so before the Serpentine Wars the Emporer made a decree that all Elemental Masters were enemies of Ninjago and were to be imprisoned or killed."
"What?!"
"How was that allowed?!"
"They were killed!!"
Lloyd raised his voice above them all to be heard, "What happened?"
Garmadon sighed, leading them into the Monasteries halls as he spoke, "We believe a rogue Elemental Master attacked the capitol, killing the Emporer's wife though it was told to the masses that it was an accident. Seeking vengeance, he wanted every Elemental Master dead so there would no longer be those with the power we hold."
"But an Elemental Power passes on after death. Does it not?"
"It does, Zane. But he refused our talks of peace, even when Wu stubbornly clung to it and continued to try to find peace when war was inevitable." Sensei Garmadon could not help the old anger that seeped into his voice.
"Why did Sensei want peace so badly?" Cole asked.
"Our father taught us to keep the balance, and Wu took that to mean we had to keep the peace. Using our fathers old Monastery, he sheltered Elemental Masters who refused to fight or were simply to old or young too. Blackwood Monastery became a symbol of war. I took those who were angry, who had lost family to the massacre and began forming a group of my own."
Garmadon gestured to the wall of the library he'd led them too. Taking up an entire wall, surprisingly undamaged, was a painted picture of 9 people all holding weapons and posed with their weapons.
"Whoa," was the agreed upon sentiment. The picture itself was surprisingly detailed and they all gathered closely to get a better look.
"Who-whose that?" Nya asked, reaching out to lightly touch the figure of a woman holding a spear and very obviously controlling water.
"Jiang Daiyu, the Master of Water and known as the Tide-Bringer," Garmadon stated, a fond smile ticking up the corner of his lips.
"Jiang?" Kai asked. "Like Jiang Mei Lien?"
"Mei Lien was her daughter, and her children would be Daiyu's grandchildren."
Nya turned back to the picture in awe, "That . . . That's my-our grandmother?"
"Yes."
"You've known this entire time who our grandmother is! How could you not tell us?! You're just as bad as Wu!" Kai snarled, the air warming in his anger.
"I did not tell you because I had wrongfully assumed you would be aware. And by the time I realized I was wrong, you did not need to know about the previous holders," Garmadon stated, shaking his head.
"We want to know," Zane said. "So tell us everything."
They all nodded, so Garmadon did.
The picture of a man in armor holding a knocked bow with flames curling around his feet, "Keahi Kalama, the Master of Fire. Known as the Wildfire Archer, and was Ray Kalama's father."
The picture of a man in little armor with a war-hammer balanced on his shoulder with what looked like cracks beneath his feet, "Gerald D'Angelo, the Master of Earth. Known as the Unbreakable Shield, and was Lily D'Angelo's father."
The picture of a man in little armor and a kimono holding two long blades with spikes of ice by his feet, "Aspen, the Master of Ice. Known as the Bringer of Ice, and was the last known Master of Ice until Wu found you, Zane."
The picture of a young man in a kimono top, holding no weapons as lightning curled along his exposed hands, "Petir, the Master of Lightning. Known as the Blue Serpent, and was Libby's father, likely your grandfather Jay."
The next picture was a man in samurai armor with a rice hat covering most of his face, as smoke curled around the twin katana's in his hands, "Aryan, the Master of Smoke. Known as the Ghost of the Samurai, ironic considering his son."
All of the ninja frowned, trying to figure out what that meant as Garmadon tapped the last picture.
It was a woman, levitating in the air with a ninja GI on, long sleeves exposing the Tessens in her hands as her hair flew around her face, a vivid green streak the center piece, "Eteri, the Master of Wind. Known as Tempest, and was Aryan's wife. She and Aryan had a son that was taken from them. They named him Morro, after the way the wind curls around a mountain."
Morro had gone completely still, staring at the two pictures. The only movement any of them could see was the tremble in his fingers. "You- You knew my parents?"
"I did. I considered Eteri a sister, and had she lived it is likely she would have been Lloyd's Godmother as she was also close to Misako. Unfortunately I was not close to Aryan, but I believe the only one of us close to him was Eteri," Garmadon explained, smiling slightly at the pictures. "Aryan was a Samurai, one of the last, and he preffered to be alone but Eteri . . . She was stubborn. Eventually she managed to convince him to come to the Monastery and he became a part of our group, of . . . of the family we'd created."
The smile fell away as Garmadon remembered the tragedy that had befallen them. "Morro, your parents did not abandon you. You were kidnapped from the Monastery and they did everything they could to find you but it wasn't enough. They died, Morro, fighting to get to you and they were not the only ones. Keahi and Petir died trying to find you, leaving behind their own children because of their loyalty to Eteri." Reaching out, Garmadon set a hand on Morro's shoulder as the teen stared at him with trembling green eyes. "Your mother, and your father loved you with everything they had. Never doubt that."
Morro pulled away, stomping deeper into the Monastery as they all watched.
"So, my grandfather seriously died trying to save him?" Kai asked, jerking a thumb in Morro's direction.
"Keahi considered Eteri to be his younger sister, and was named Morro's Godfather. All things considered, had things gone differently, Morro likely would have been your uncle, and even your godfather because of their close relationship," Garmadon stated, amused by the way both Kai and Nya recoiled in shock.
"What?!"
"No way!!"
Jay cackled, loudly, so Garmadon turned his gaze on him, "Your mother likely would have named him as your Godfather as well, especially if Morro had been raised by Aryan and Eteri." That shut the ninja up real quick.
"Is the same true for Cole?" Zane asked, tilting his head.
"It is likely yes."
"Wait, my mother seriously would have . . ."
"Lily's parents were close to Eteri as well. We all were. As I said earlier, we became a family becaise of the war, a bond we forged in blood, death, and sacrifice."
Okay, so this is a story i might write but I do want to get it out there and see if anyone is interested in reading it.
So the series would be about the previous two sets of Elemental Masters of Ninjago, since some got their Element earlier, others later, and its a whole jumbled mess. The main focus would be these characters.
Keahi Kalama, The Master of Fire, and known as the Wildfire Archer, for when his arrows strike they wrupt into flames. He is also known for using different pouches full of powder to change the color and deadliness of his fire and to make the smoke itself poisonous. (Father of Ray Kalama, Grandfather of Kai and Nya Kalama)
Jiang Daiyu, the Master of Water, and known as the Tide-Bringer for she swept an army from the beach when they threatened her home village. She prefers to use a fishing spear as a weapon, simply because she knows how to use it best, and she is one of the strongest Elemental Masters of the Alliance. (Mother of Jiang Mei Lien (Maya), Grandmother of Kai and Nya Kalama)
Gerald D'Angelo, the Master of Earth, and known as the Shield for his control in forming shields to defend his allies. Most commonly seen using a massive war hammer to manipulate the earth and is naturally strong, breaking bones in a single punch. (Father of Lilly D'Angelo, Grandfather of Cole Brookstone)
Aspen, the Master of Ice, and known as the Bringer of Winter for he rarely is seen during missions in summer but once he begins being seen it means winter is coming. Used two long blades coated in poison that left his enemies rotting but frostbitten, striking fear into the hearts of his enemies. (Unknown relation to Zane Julien)
Petir, the Master of Lightning, and known as the Blue Serpent for his powerful strikes using the Imperial Adder fighting style. So fast, very few of his oppenents stand a chance when facing him outright even when they outmatch him in strength because he has experience and speed. No known weapons used. (Father of Lyn, Grandfather of Jay Walker)
Eteri, the Master of Wind, and known as Tempest for in battle she could summon massive tornadoes that left gouges in Ninjago still seen in modern day geography. Rarely every used weapons, but carried Tessens, war fans, with sharp blades in case her element became disabled or she needed to fight without it. One of the strongest members of the Elemental Alliance. (Mother of Morro)
Aryan, the Master of Smoke, and known as the Ghost Samurai, for his ability to turn himself to smoke and travel quickly made people believe he was a ghost. A samurai that teamed up with the Elemental Alliance, because they were being threatened by the Emperor of Ninjago. Wore black armor and had a sword passed down to him that was still as sharp as the day it had been forged. (Father of Morro)
And Garmadon.
I wanted to do a series about how Elemental Masters weren't trusted or revered until recent years and that's why Morro never used his Element on the streets. It would show the Emporer basically deciding he wanted all elemental masters dead, not understanding very well that the elements would simply pass on, and sent out his army creating a period of war and strife.
A lot of the secondary Elemental Masters stayed in hiding with Wu, who did not wish to fight, while Garmadon led his own group to fight back and try to force the Emporer to leave them alone.
The main characters though would be Eteri and Aryan, Morro's parents, and we would see what happened leading up to him being 'abandoned' in Jamanakai at the base of Wu's Monastery. I thought it would be interesting to explore if his parents did not actually abandon him but circumstances happened and he ended up alone.
Parts of the story would flash forward to when Garmadon is talking of his old friends, finally sharing the information all of the ninja wanted before revealing Morro's parentage. (He's there because he's trying to redeem himself.)
So, what do you think?
Haven't posted in a hot minute and I dont really have anything new so have some doodles
DOES ANYBODY REMEMBER THIS??????
sean bienvenidos japonistasarqueológicos, en este video que he encontrado en youtube, podemos ver el Kyudo ( きゅうどう) un tipo de arte marcial que se originó en Japón en el siglo XII, cuando Minamoto no Yoritomo estableció el shogunato de Kamakura, se estableció la moral samurái de alcanzar alturas espirituales a través del entrenamiento en tiro con arco y caballos. - Espero que os haya gustado y nos vemos en próximas publicaciones de Japón ¿ Lo conocían? - 考古学的な日本のファンを歓迎します。私が YouTube で見つけたこのビデオでは、源頼朝が鎌倉幕府を確立した 12 世紀に日本で生まれた武道の一種である弓道 (きゅうどう) を見ることができます。アーチェリーと馬のトレーニングを通じて精神的な高みに到達します。 - 気に入っていただけて、今後の日本の出版物でお会いできることを願っています。 - Welcome archeological Japanese fans, in this video that I found on YouTube, we can see Kyudo (きゅうどう) a type of martial art that originated in Japan in the 12th century, when Minamoto no Yoritomo established the Kamakura shogunate, morality was established samurai to reach spiritual heights through training in archery and horses. - I hope you liked it and see you in future Japan publications. Did you know him?
Una espada con alma propia./自らの魂を宿した剣。/A sword with its own soul. La katana o (sable japonés) japonesa es un elemento, único en el mundo, porque para los samuráis la espada era su alma y perderla era todo un deshonor. La katana japonesa surge el siglo VIII, periodo Heian, pero en el periodo entre el 1192 y el 1336, durante el periodo Kamakura, la producción de espadas se amplió bastante. - 日本刀は世界でも類を見ない要素です。サムライにとって刀は魂であり、それを失うことは完全な不名誉だからです。 日本刀は平安時代の8世紀に誕生しましたが、鎌倉時代の1192年から1336年にかけて刀剣の生産は大幅に拡大しました。 - The Japanese katana or (Japanese sword) is an element, unique in the world, because for the samurai the sword was their soul and losing it was a complete dishonor. The Japanese katana emerged in the 8th century, Heian period, but in the period between 1192 and 1336, during the Kamakura period, the production of swords expanded considerably.
paintings and sketches 2024 by Jason Scheier
Software Used: Photoshop
My favourite samurai so far (I want him to draw more often).
黒哥@greatervasaparrot
Cool samri dragon dude
I just read a book in my school library about samurai facts and now I wonder if Hakuji's father was once a samurai?
The hairstyle his father had fit in cause samurai style their hair like that to make it easier to wear helmets. Perhaps Hakuji learnt how to fight from his father until the illness came in? That, or his father has samurai friends who taught Hakuji how to fight. I am not sure the timeline of Hakuji was in tho. If Hakuji's father was a samurai, I wonder which clan he used to be in.
"Proud wandering Warrior, gentle Dragon" Name: Vol Hang Race: Dracon Gender: Male Age: 19 Class: Fighter → Lord
New fanart for 33-year old game Wizardry 6! ^^ Vol Hang is character only featured in game guide, but i really like his apperance and decided to make series of art. And i really like dracon species in this games, and i think, they deserve more attention ^^
Unfortunately… Japan has completely changed.
In Japan, unlike other countries, the people of Japan cannot directly elect their top executives.
Through those systems, There is a system in which politics that is completely different from the voice of the people has been created, and the Japanese state continues to crush the Japanese people through its politicians.
We need to speak up and fight against politicians.To restore the real Japan…Have a nice day. Thank you.
I can't be the only one who saw this
And immidently thought of this
No ones never gonna actually care about my art if I never post it
Anyways. Here’s the first draft idea for a character I’ve been working on.
I’m not a big painter but when I sketched it I feared my usually cartoon illustration style wouldn’t fit it.
I tried. :/
The sketch
If someone else wants to try their hand at coloring and show me that’d be great
❤️Happy Valentine’s Day!❤️
The bounty hunters make their debut!
In order we have Piano Keys, Beetle, and Javy Dohns! Them and their story were/are being written by me and my friend @x-eightball and they’re very dear to our hearts. They were based off of that one tumblr post way back when about how a cowboy, a samurai, and a pirate could have hypothetically met because their time periods over lapped a little. We took the idea and ran with it, so now we have a trio of disaster queers trying to simultaneously dodge the multiple governments that are after them and their mental issues.