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Selena Lockhart slowly inhaled another breath of pressurized air as she floated towards the gigantic mass of interplanetary cargo hauler.
With a muffled clang her magnetic boots lock home to the iron hull of the titanic vessel, now all she had to do was find a was inside…
Ok here’s my entry
The nose is on the alien, the insignia is on both the lady’s leg and her right shoulder, the belt is used for, the straps from her crotch to the leg guard thing and the aliens vest tabs and belt.
Selena “The Clawbeast” Lockhart, galactic outlaw, pirate and leader of the solar dragons.
Her companion is an alien C’zsthabbhac or just Karl “the mind smasher” for short.———–
Officer Hendricks stared at the data sheet, the news was bad, Selena Lockhart was on the hunt again.
Hendricks sat back in his chair wondering why it was the Lockhart had taken to crime in the first place, her childhood was almost unremarkable, the only event of note was her birth.
Lockhart had, not been born in the normal sense, she was more crated in a geneforge on Tanos IIV.
But even that was not uncommon out in far rim.
A short military career during one of the lesser alien wars had left her with a bionic hand and a war pension.
And then it happened she promptly disappeared, for 3 years not a trace.
Then she reappeared, a changed woman, 20 centimetres taller, 40 kilos heavier and sporting a disintegrator claw in the place of her old bionic hand.
aboard the star yacht Hummingbird II.
It was what happen in those three missing years, that was the mystery.
—————–It’s time to raid the archives and drag up some old work i haven’t posted before.
An early attempt at a good pose.
Another mech with a shotgun, i wasn’t happy with it so i made the other one.
I little too long spent playing dungeon keeper two and i ended up putting this one together.
An after pic of the damaged cyborg.
A tattooed post apocalyptic scavenger
An aborted attempt at a Roman street view, featuring our favourite gladiatorAs her opponents life blood ebbed away in to the sand, something clicked inside Genovefa mind.
The god’s had not been deaf, here in this “arena” she had a chance to learn, to grow and to be come a warrior.
The day turned in to weeks, the weeks in months and the months in to years as Genovefa grow in to a powerfull and attractive woman.
Genovefa freely cursed, calling on the gods to strike down her captures.
After weeks of endless walking she arrived at city, Londinium they called it, sh!th*le is what she called it.As day light dawned a pair of servant girls came, after washing her they gave her a pale blue dress.
Still in chains, Genovefa was sold like a beast, that much she understood.It was later on the next day that she learnt just what she had been bought for.
Her clothes where replaced with a mix of rags and armour, armour that she noted only covered one side.
Then a trident was thrust in to her hands as she was pushed out in to the arena.
