Been pretty busy at work but I am still finding some time between calls to experiment with a few things.

As you saw earlier I made an image that is basically just another angle of the image I posted Monday.  I keep forgetting that I can technically get more then a single good image out of some of these little animations now that I have proper backgrounds I can work with.  Should probably keep that in mind.

Speaking of backgrounds, I have made two new ones to play with.  It was getting a little boring only having Hellfire and Robyn’s Ship, so I created Xanakar’s Lair, a small little satyr cave dwelling in which Xanakar often brings his “prey”.  It’s a little rough right now.

A little bare right now, and not the good kind.

The second location I started calling “Casa De Darksoul”, and is pretty much an orc “estate” I dreamed up for my favorite little female warlock, Shai, to throw some wild parties.  Other characters might crash there sometimes too, willingly or not.  I want it to be a good place I can have really any horde character get some action without feeling too out of place.

Many like to warm up with a drink by the fire.

A private bar? Did she blow Garrosh or something?

A nice little place to study horrible, demonic rituals. Also the stairway acts like a nice hanging spot for her bone collection.

Finally a cozy little hovel to sleep. Or not sleep, depends on if she has any guests.

Lastly, moving back up to that whole ability to utilize more angles of animations I already did, I decided I wanted to experiment a bit with making better looking penetration.  A sort of mixture of my old deformation animation and the 3D stuff I was trying.

Though making “wetness” will have to wait for another day (deforming it looks horrible), I made what I find to be a neat little close up of Greaz ramming his shaft into Jesana’s private bits.  Figured I could let everyone see, though this is going in the drafts folder since it’s not really all the exciting to post as a random and still a bit rough (damn you wetness!)

Now we just need a ball slapping sound effect.

That’s all the news for today, just keeping you guys a bit up to date on my smut-tastic adventures in art/manip development.

It’s been a busy week.  My fever broke on Wednesday but I had some bad congesstion afterwards and now my nose has been running since I woke up this morning all the way till now.  I have gone through two tissue boxes and a roll of toilet paper, still not done.  The event together with the sneezing and coughing as my body attempts to eject whatever was left of that plague inside me, has worn me out worst then the sickness did.

Still, I didn’t want to not post anything again.  I wouldn’t really call it a random, but I continue to experiment in general 3D.  This time, I put the two swingers from the earlier random and had them fucking in Robyn’s crew room.  They are not part of the crew, mind you, but paid well for a little transport out of Booty Bay so they could get some more private time.  At least that is what I tell myself to explain why I used them for the test.

Besides, Robyn is all for some random fucking on her ship, as long as they don’t leave her out when she gets the itch.

Now to hope my nose gives it a rest soon so I can actually sleep.

Where are the crew? Likely peeping from the side. Hope no seizures!

I guess purple is one of her new favorite colors.

And now off to….. “ACHOO”… off too… “HURK”… Off… “Cough”… Oh you get the idea! “SNIFF”

Weekly Random-A-Thon Image #Yarr

Random YARR

It was a warm evening, the smell of salt was strong in the air.  Robyn sat leisurely at her desk, playfully tossing around maps and letters as she watched the docks vanish into the distance.  She was taken by surprise when a sudden knock came on her door.  “Come in.” she spoke back, her eyes moving to glance at the figure as he entered.  “Ah, you must be the new guy..” she said, crossing her legs as she turned.

The night elf was as large as any other of his kind, his silver eyes peering at into her own with remarkable intensity.  She felt a quiver go up her spine as she glanced at his body, chiseled from what looked to be years of combat, “Pidge never told me your name.” she spoke playfully.  The elf looked off to the distance, avoiding eye contact with her, “Talosenor” he finally spoke.

Robyn bit her lip gently, throwing aside the letter still in her hand, “A bit long… and not the good type… do you have a nickname?” she questioned.  Talos continued looking to the side, “Those close to me just call me… Talos.” he spoke somewhat awkwardly.

“So, I hear you were a drifter for the last few years?” she asked, standing up and walking around the side of the elf.  She could tell part of him was nervous, a slight shake of his hands, one close to his finely crafted dagger.  She made it a habit never to tell the new members why she calls them to her cabin, as it makes the whole event more entertaining.  “Why did you want to join my little crew?”

“I needed a change. Something to keep me busy.” he answered after some thought, Robyn still circling him slowly.  “A change to piracy? Seems a bit extreme…” she prodded further, attempting to understand if he had any undesirable motives.  Talos held his composure, “I am not above thievery and murder, if that is what you are worried about.”

Robyn smiled, “Oh I am sure you are up for the job.” she spoke seductively, lowering herself gently onto the edge of her bed.  “Now stop being so tense.  You have nothing to fear with me.  If I wanted you dead, you would already be shark bait.”

Talos eased himself, lowering his arms with a deep sigh, “Then why did you call me here, Captain?”

Robyn leaned back on the bed, her hand coming off and pulling away her black cap, tossing it over onto a ornate dresser, “You need to know the rules.”

Talos hesitated, “But I know the rules, First Mate Pidge, she…” was all he could say as Robyn interjected, “Not those rules you beautiful idiot, I was speaking about my rules.  I have some special ones we leave out of the introduction speech.”  Robyn brushed back her short hair, uncrossing her legs and spreading them wide in front of the elf.  She watched with enjoyment as the elf attempted to reposition himself to hide his desire for her.

“Rule one, I own everything on this ship.  That includes you.  You don’t like it, you can leave at the next port, or better yet, swim back.” she said passionately while beginning to unbuckle her belt.  Talos opened his mouth like he wanted to speak, but he couldn’t find the words.

“Rule two, I take care of what I own.  Don’t fuck with my stuff, and I will make sure no one else fucks with you.  At least not negatively.” she continued, kicking off her boots.  Talos notices her motion gently with her eyes, raising her brow as she sticks out her leg. “Oh… this is bad…” Talos whispers to himself, leaning down and taking the foot into his strong, hardy hands.

“Mmmmmm… Oh that is good! What was I saying!?  Oh yes.  Rule three! As I take care of what I own, I expect them to take good care of me in turn.  Are you going to take good care of me, Talos?”

Talos felt the captain pull at his hair, and he lifted himself up.  His breathing had become heavy as he gazed at her luscious hips and well shaped breasts.  Her pants were open at the zipper, showing her silk undergarments, “Yes, Captain, please… let me take care of you… Anything you want!” he said, his eyes still hesitating like a dog on a leash.

“Take off your pants.” she said bluntly, Talos not hesitating to do so.  As his garments fell to the floor, his pulsing cock pointing towards the young captain, her eyes hungry with desire, “Oh I can already tell, you are going to be one of my favorites.”

Robyn stood, switching her gaze between his striking eyes and his throbbing cock.  She quickly let her pants drop to the floor, before pulling her shirt far over her head and throwing it off to the side.  As she stood nude before him, Talos could only marvel how well shaped she was for a human woman, a few intricate tattoos only adding to her allure.

Robyn smiled coyly, leaning back once again on the bed as she began fondling her breasts gently.  “Now, what are you waiting for? An invitation in the mail?  Fuck me already.”

Felt fitting since I plan to use her more, I would get her back into the game with another Weekly Random. Huge thanks to Phate for helping me edit it up a bit.

I spent a decent part of the week designing her ship.  I have to say, I am liking her ship designs even more then what I did on Hellfire, but that might be due to the fact I have less area to work, and thus can fit more detail.  Behold.

Not much in the cannon room… other then cannons.

The Crew Deck, a place for sleeping…

… and eating. (Fish AGAIN!? That’s it I quit!)

 

Robyn’s heritage means she likes a lot of finer comforts…

 

… a lot…

 

… and she is maybe a little vain.

So you made it all the way down to the end of the post?  GRATZ! You get a bonus animation to test out the background!

Too bad not all crewmen get to start this way…