if you ever need a creative pickmeup remember that the administrator in tf2 was just this random disembodied old woman voice who announced match info in the game
but then a young lady did a fan design of her for kicks on her blog and da account full of fanart, and valve loved it so much that they bought the character design from her, and they eventually hired her to draw official tf2 comics for them, and now the administrator’s this big developed character through multiple oneoffs and arcs and stories in the canon and the fan is now an inhouse comic artist working ft for valve
you never know where your artistic and fandom passions will take you, if you love it and exercise your creativity in fun interesting ways, you never know what could come out of it
Out of curiosity, I went out to find Makani’s original fanart. Here it is:
And here’s her first official appearance in the comic, made only one year later:
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today is my official start date for my new position (metaphorically moving next door, transitioning from writer to voice designer!), and I thiiiiiink I’m going to be putting Daugment up for presale tonight. Friday the 13th of January is a DAY.
A Mutiny of Pirates: Being an account of the Damn Shames and the search for the treasure of Chalcedon
The Damn Shames, a group of bikers-turned-pirates, find themselves at the center of a search for a legendary pirate captain’s treasure–a quest made deadly by politicians, privateers, and the uncaring vacuum of space.
5425 words – 17-22 minute read
To anyone who doesn’t know better, Fray assumes, she looks like she’s relaxed: knees and head dangling over the arms of the captain’s chair, eyes half-closed, mouth betraying nothing. But she knows it’s obvious to the three Damn Shames in Falcor’s cockpit with her that she’s trying to contain an explosion of energy. This is how she looked before battles or missions with the 383rd.
This is how she looks before she blows something up.
She’s mad. Her head hurts. She’s worried, and that pisses her off—those sort-of-Shames don’t matter yet, don’t warrant this kind of anxiety, especially not when she’s trying to recover from a head wound. A head wound, gods damn it! she yells internally. Can’t you idiots just stay out of trouble for a few hours?
She can feel the corner of her eye twitch, but she manages not to change her expression.
It’s too damn quiet. It’s been too damn quiet since the call from Dog went dark.
(creator note: I recommend 3-10 sentences but go for a longer piece if you really feel it! Replace pronouns as needed for the character / point of view)
don’t leave
this was a mistake
[I] trusted [you]
one chance
help
illusion
silent fury
sunbathing
falling
righteous
drastic
candles
too loud
overgrown
trembling hands
in dreams
empty
flinders
sea change
alone, finally
collapse
nap
sated
tender
senseless
how dare [you]
hide
something about [them]
sweat
harsh whisper
breeze
dust motes
saccharine
bauble
filthy
total control
defy
soak
accursed
pet
comfort food
savior
undone
cheap
svelte
shimmer
crave
rampage
nightfall
accost
Handy dandy character list, otherwise I’ll pick a character/pairing. I’ll probably do something longer, unless I’m really stuck.
