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PLEASE CONSOLIDATE YOUR WIPS AND FINALS INTO YOUR FIRST POST.
CLEARLY DESIGNATE YOUR FINAL.
FOLLOW THE TOPIC & POST A DESCRIPTION.
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SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 24
The way the deadline works: if deadline is on a Sunday and your image is posted on that Sunday 23:59 your local time it's a good entry.
In fact - as long there is Sunday somewhere on the planet your entry is ok. I will make the poll sometimes Monday afternoon my time (GMT +2) yet i'll have a look at the last entries.
(as in all mankind must get their air through him)
from the suggestion thread. Thx Stephan R
he didn't asked for it. he had no ideea what will he be turned into. he forgot how it came to this and when his life become meaningless to him... and everything for the rest of them. why?
1 = King
2 = Provides Oxygen
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wow, there ya go. pretty cool idea, should make for some interesting pieces I'm sure. I'll take a stab at it this one, doesn't hurt to try hehe.
edit: gah, school works kinda piling up so I doubt I'm gonna have anything for this one great work and good luck to everyone else though!
Last edited by Onir; September 22nd, 2006 at 01:53 PM.
im in! finally have time to finish one hahaha
heres a little wip snapshot
" date 2259: planet: UW c238: this is only the second planet we had found with any sort of atmosphere in this system.
had i know how bad the first 3 years of terraforming had gone i probably wouldnt have taken the job. but 9 years later im still here
ive begun to feel less and less due to the strain of breathing this harsh atmosphere but because of my over exposure
im one of the few that can breathe unassisted in the open. i believe it is changing me.i have already lost my right arm, replaced by this clumsy electromag excavator. the ice deposits that i have been tasked to find are getting fewer and far between. i alone have been responsible for the last 6 finds but it still isnt enough. the public sees me as a hero, they have dubbed me the oxygen king
but i fear the deposits will run out soon. maybe 6 months to a year before we run out if i cant find any others
we are so secluded here i doubt evac could make it in time if at all. do i tell my people? or do i keep looking?
either way i feel we are doomed
no ice no oxygen no oxygen no life
i miss my children, my wife, i hope they understand what im trying to do "
Last edited by trevor; September 24th, 2006 at 09:53 PM.
Hey, it's my first submitted CHOW!
He's married to the Carbon Queen.
"You don't know 'bout the Oh-two King? Larry, where've you been since the Big Ozone Collapse? His the richest freakin man in the Federation! Nobody thought he would make it when he started selling freaking OXYGEN, but then with the Collapse and all, the market was skyrocketing!"
EDIT: Reactions to suddenly appearing submissions.
Durin: Poor guy! I still have to pop in in your SB..
Fuuryoku: Wow, very special idea!
Eric Gerhard: Doesn't look much like a king, but cool nonetheless.
Faroresama: Poor Tom... "In retail", haha!
Oh, and completely off topic: what the HELL's this supposed to be? "Nintendo"? How is that nintendo?
Last edited by Serpian; September 20th, 2006 at 01:58 PM.
Count me in!
From the description provided, I got the feeling that he is a torn character, ripped by his concience, pierced by guilt. I'm trying to get that feeling into my concept.
The Oxygen King: Aaron King, CEO of Oxxen Oxygen Harvesting Corp.
As CEO of the multinational company Oxxen, Aaron King has become the most powerfull man on earth.
His career made a rather strange twist of fate. If we go down the records, we find out that Aaron King was an ecology specialist, very concerned with climate problems, global warming and other signs of disastrous problems regarding the state our planet was in. His point of view was, that the whole planet was controlled by a few big players and he hated this profoundly. By the time that mankind had nearly destroyed it's own habitat, King had built out a vast network of laboratories and research centers around the globe in search for oxygen filtering and production methods, as war had contaminated most of the world's air.
This is about the time he made friends with the wrong people. They forced him into becoming the man he now is. The only true ruler of the planet, attached to the strings of others. Blinded at first, he now sees what has become of him, the only thing he never wanted to be. The terror of the small man, proclaimed king by a vast amount of suckups, but chained in his palace, an empty shell... thus living his worst nightmare.
Last edited by Piru; September 23rd, 2006 at 09:01 AM.
In a deforested future, still powered by carbon, it became apparent that oxygen was becoming an invaluable commodity, much as water had been in the century before and oil in the century before that.
Anticipating the trend, Lord Javor consolidated his power by gaining the most direct control possible over that vital resource. Step one was a course of genetic and cybernetic alterations in which he converted his respiration system to expel O2. Step two was the eradication of every other oxygen source through the buyout and intentional drought of chloroplast farms. The bottleneck in oxygen distribution caused a global collapse of civilization and the die-off of everyone unable to reach shelter in his fortress. Tank hauling platoons were able to make temporary trips outside, working the fields for food production and extending Javor's power beyond the throne room, but for the most part he had to distribute oxygen directly to his subjects.
Now, in order to keep his tiny feudal economy running he must devote every minute to keeping his subjects breathing, either directly or by tending to storage devices. Soon, he thinks, he will give up and rest. As he slowly starves to death, he will take pleasure in the fact that no one remains who can dethrone the Oxygen King.
Last edited by Chuck Wadey; September 24th, 2006 at 10:54 PM.
you know, i never do these- and i really should. since i got about a week before school starts, count me in
lol @ the cigar in Serpian's.
He won't be selling oxygen for long.
This is a pretty cool topic. Mmmm... heart sci-fi
Try to find sum time
what the hell, I'll try :3
I hope I'll have time this week...
woot woot chuck's in!
lets try to avoid the slump of 4 weeks or so ago
no matter what my complaints are as far as this thread is concerned i still enjoy the friendly competition very much
you ant me patri
you and me... its on
(oh btw...for no reason other than im awake)
maybe it`s the way you speak,Originally Posted by trevor
or maybe i had just too many beers before breakfast, but,
dude, i don`t understand what you`re saying.
what slump? what complaints? why "its on" with you and me?
yarrrrr, these Wacom's ye speak of...they be of the devil?
"One hundred years it had taken him. One hundred years of sleeping, his feet in the ever more polluted earth. He had seen what was coming. he had seen that the air would turn to poison, and that the leaders that were would do nothing. there was only one terrible course to take. He changed himself, becoming both animal and plant, and over the course of a century he slept in a secluded valley, until he had grown large enough to stride the earth, devouring the poisons- now harmless to him- leaving the purified air for the survivors who now deferred to him as thier new anointed sovereign."
Last edited by fuuryoku; September 25th, 2006 at 03:17 AM.
This will be a lot of fun....
Guys... I have finished, this is the final... Hope you all like, as I'm really loving all of your works.
Good luck for everybody.
(edit) Ok, here is the description:
He gave his life to save mankind. In the 24th century, nuclear war had vanished most of the gases important for natural life on Earth. This great cientist knew that nothing could create and control a massive power of electricity to make oxygen. He turned himself into a living and concious energy core. He could now spend great amounts of electricity and control it without blowing him out. Through this act of pure love and desperation to save his so beloved homeworld, an enormous amount of the small rest of the world's population, bowed to his knees when he "asked" to be the ruler of the planet (most did because they were afraid of his giant power). Henceforth he'd be known as the King Oxygen.
Last edited by Eric Gerhard; September 23rd, 2006 at 02:28 PM. Reason: Updating the WIP
I've updated my WIP!
trev - i understand now.
guys, it seems like i won`t be taking part of this one, after all.
too packed a Schedule. plus - i really can`t think right now of a GOOD
idea for an oxygen king piece.
here`s just a little poopoo, something i started for this round:
Last edited by Chuck,mate.; September 20th, 2006 at 10:32 AM.
I've updated my WIP...
One more update!
ok...since i'm gone on monday and have to frantically pack and do all sorts of pre-trip shite, i've slammed into my piece and am callin' it done.
cheers and good luck all!
Last edited by redehlert; September 22nd, 2006 at 07:23 PM.
There is no "I" in team, but there is an "I" in pie. And there's an "i" in meat pie. Meat is the anagram of team...~Shaun "Shaun of the Dead"
Red, I can't wait to see the finished piece. It's very much like the concept I was going to go with, or mine is yours, I'm not sure which came first. Hopefully I'll be able to make this round.