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Has anyone else noticed how incredibly WHITE Destroyah's claws are? It's really distracting...

I'm going to let you guys in on two things...
1; I'm pretty sure the Battle Legends Battra Larva sprite is the only true friend I've got...
And 2;...I'm not a spriter.

I don't sprite recreationally; for fun...I can't just pick a monster to do out of nowhere and just do it - like some people.
My methods are...a bit different...To the point where, I honestly believe that whenever I do make a sprite, it's something more akin to...divine inspiration...or something else...Possibly demonic possession.

When I made my G2K and Kiryu sprites...I had no memory of doing them...It was almost like my body was on auto-pilot; like I'd smoked something REALLY strong, and my muscles took over from there. I saw them completed...I loved them, like Children. I was so proud of what I had created. They were exactly what I wanted...When I submitted them to Deviantart, the praise I got from them, made it seem like they were so good...no other version of the sprites needed be created. That they were absolutely perfect.

Then he happened. And in the face of what he did, when my best work had fallen by the wayside, replaced, become obsolete...I felt there was nothing I could do. Like the will to fight was gone...I was legitimately going to quit...just give up and focus on my comics alone...

The morning after I'd submitted On the Couch with Linkzilla...I had a dream. I was facing a black void, with an unseen presence standing just behind me, breathing over my right shoulder...And suddenly, I saw him appear...The sprite of Battra Larva. He flew toward me before suddenly disintegrating - only choice pieces of his body left behind. They began to rearrange themselves in different positions, that I'd never imagined...

I slowly began to realize what they looked like. They began to look like...Him...I woke up, disbelieving what I had just seen. But somehow or another, I knew that the key to doing this sprite, that had daunted me for so long...had just been given to me. It was a bizarre vision...It was like all my anger and hatred could manifest into the one creature I loved to hate most...
I wanted so badly to let it go...believing I was setting myself up for another brutal disappointment...But as much as I tried to...I couldn't ignore the dream. I HAD to work...Much like with G2K and Kiryu before...I knew my hands were going to take me where I needed to go; all I had to do was sit back and enjoy the ride...

Every single Sprite-Resource I have on my computer, that I visited served my purpose perfectly, almost as if they'd been waiting all this time for me to be ready. I brought them all down into the bowels of my house, to the Forge...Knowing that no mere fire would be hot enough to smelt this creature. I used the divine energies of Din's Fire, corrupted it with my own sense of burning hatred and rage...No flame known to man, Olympian God, or Star was ever hotter.

The Force of Nuclear War in my Arms and my intent to create Death in my mind, I wielded the Megaton Hammer against the various pieces. And like a puzzle, the molten Pixelanium began to come together. And before I knew it, the dark crimson flesh began to take form.

I began to truly realize just how much this creature has meant to me over my years here. One way or another, he was always there. He always seemed such a preposterously impossible creature. How even if I were to remotely attempt him, he'd look exactly like someone else' attempt. But now...I am ready. My attempt at creating this creature.

For your consideration,

Linkzilla presents...

Destroyah...

Top...THAT.

Description
Has anyone else noticed how incredibly WHITE Destroyah's claws are? It's really distracting...

I'm going to let you guys in on two things...
1; I'm pretty sure the Battle Legends Battra Larva sprite is the only true friend I've got...
And 2;...I'm not a spriter.

I don't sprite recreationally; for fun...I can't just pick a monster to do out of nowhere and just do it - like some people.
My methods are...a bit different...To the point where, I honestly believe that whenever I do make a sprite, it's something more akin to...divine inspiration...or something else...Possibly demonic possession.

When I made my G2K and Kiryu sprites...I had no memory of doing them...It was almost like my body was on auto-pilot; like I'd smoked something REALLY strong, and my muscles took over from there. I saw them completed...I loved them, like Children. I was so proud of what I had created. They were exactly what I wanted...When I submitted them to Deviantart, the praise I got from them, made it seem like they were so good...no other version of the sprites needed be created. That they were absolutely perfect.

Then he happened. And in the face of what he did, when my best work had fallen by the wayside, replaced, become obsolete...I felt there was nothing I could do. Like the will to fight was gone...I was legitimately going to quit...just give up and focus on my comics alone...

The morning after I'd submitted On the Couch with Linkzilla...I had a dream. I was facing a black void, with an unseen presence standing just behind me, breathing over my right shoulder...And suddenly, I saw him appear...The sprite of Battra Larva. He flew toward me before suddenly disintegrating - only choice pieces of his body left behind. They began to rearrange themselves in different positions, that I'd never imagined...

I slowly began to realize what they looked like. They began to look like...Him...I woke up, disbelieving what I had just seen. But somehow or another, I knew that the key to doing this sprite, that had daunted me for so long...had just been given to me. It was a bizarre vision...It was like all my anger and hatred could manifest into the one creature I loved to hate most...
I wanted so badly to let it go...believing I was setting myself up for another brutal disappointment...But as much as I tried to...I couldn't ignore the dream. I HAD to work...Much like with G2K and Kiryu before...I knew my hands were going to take me where I needed to go; all I had to do was sit back and enjoy the ride...

Every single Sprite-Resource I have on my computer, that I visited served my purpose perfectly, almost as if they'd been waiting all this time for me to be ready. I brought them all down into the bowels of my house, to the Forge...Knowing that no mere fire would be hot enough to smelt this creature. I used the divine energies of Din's Fire, corrupted it with my own sense of burning hatred and rage...No flame known to man, Olympian God, or Star was ever hotter.

The Force of Nuclear War in my Arms and my intent to create Death in my mind, I wielded the Megaton Hammer against the various pieces. And like a puzzle, the molten Pixelanium began to come together. And before I knew it, the dark crimson flesh began to take form.

I began to truly realize just how much this creature has meant to me over my years here. One way or another, he was always there. He always seemed such a preposterously impossible creature. How even if I were to remotely attempt him, he'd look exactly like someone else' attempt. But now...I am ready. My attempt at creating this creature.

For your consideration,

Linkzilla presents...

Destroyah...

Top...THAT.