College Blues

Abyss-Sama writes:

Well guys, we're still here; we just have many things going on in our lives nowadays, especially I. Heading off to college and boy what a fun ride that will be.

For now, I am sketching and whatnot. My sleep is being disturbed because of my anxiety. Oh well. Here's a recent drawing for any followers we have.

Assassin's Creed (c) Ubisoft
Resident Evil 4 (c) CAPCOM

Mandatory Updates

Hello, Fanbase.

Miss XS here. I know that there hasn't been much heard of me as of...three months...but OuroborosStudios is not dead I assure you. We're just...creatively regrouping.

There has been much busy-ness amongst Abyss-Sama and I. We've been trying to think of ideas for...well anything. But. To no avail. It's summer break for me. Leading to my Senior Year of Hell. I mean High School.

We need suggestions. We can do anything from Video Game reviews to Web-Comic reviews...To...Birthday Wishes?

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So. Web-Comic review it is.

Boxer Hockey. The new Club Favorite. http://boxerhockey.fireball20xl.com/

It's about an odd sport. A group of miscreant players. Frogs. And...A gay man who isn't actually gay. Enjoy.

You know we did.

ArtPost

Abyss-san:

Just felt like posting some recent artwork up. Enjoy, if you can. I've been getting used to my tablet again after a LONG time not using it.

1. The Abandoned
Description: A picture of baby Nero from Devil May Cry 4 when he was found.
Autumn floated crisply in the chilly air in the predawn. Leaves skittered and hissed in the street as they were blown along by the wind. An occasional car passed by, the whipporwill sang his mournful song.

Such was the strange new world that roused a newborn from his sleep; he whimpered and clenched his fists--his infant mind was developed enough to tell him something was not right. Pale, icy blue eyes skimmed blearily at their surroundings, though, their sight was limited to only inches in front of the baby's face before things got blurry. The baby knew darkness, but this darkness was different. Only a few hours earlier he had been curled up blissfully in the obscurity of the womb: warm, dark, and wet, the softness of the uterine flesh cradling him and nourishing him.

But that was gone now. The newborn was cold and dry, wrapped in a black blanket and abandoned in a box full of newspapers. Hunger pangs started to stimulate him; he wasn't even given the opportunity to suckle his mother and feed on her milk. His mother was nowhere to be seen, and the infant was famished. So, he did the only thing he knew to do.

"NWAH! WAAAAAH! NNWAAAAH!!!"

His mewling filled the atmosphere; he wriggled fiercely in his haphazard crib, crying for attention.

A sudden creaking sound and bright light answered his calls as the door to the orphanage opened up.

2. Abyss-san's Avatar
Description: I Na'vi-ed myself, basically.

















3. Dante and Nero Facial Sketches
Description: Me getting used to my tablet, again, as well as trying out my new watermark.

How To Train Your Dragon

Abyss-san writes:


Dragons.

It was the first word which attracted me to this particular movie; it is a take on a series of children's books by British author Cressida Crowell, done by Dreamworks under directors Chris Sanders and Dean DeBlois (who also directed Disney's Lilo and Stitch). The film stars the voice talents of Jay Baruchel as Hiccup, Gerard Butler as Stoik, and America Ferrera as Astrid.

As a lover of dragons, I could not help but to be attracted by the title, and the glimpses of the panther-like Toothless soaring through the skies on the movie trailers. I got my stuff together and enjoyed an evening at the theatre; How To Train Your Dragon proved itself to be a sturdy, loveable movie which deserves to at least be watched once.

The movie opens up with an overview of a fictional Viking village, with Hiccup providing a bit of info. What first caught me was his subtle, sarcastic tone--being rather sardonic myself, I instantly felt a connection to this character--and thus, I was drawn in instantly. The plot itself is timeless, weaving a story of forbidden friendship, the danger of stereotypes, and how love can close even the deepest of rifts.

Hiccup is a character which many can relate to: he is the "black sheep" of his village, so to speak, inept at fighting and slaying dragons and always seeming to be in everyone's way. However, what he lacks in brawn, he makes up for in ingenuity and keen observation. I will not harp on the technology discrepancies in the film--it's purely for enjoyment, not historical accuracy. Anyways, Hiccup's knack for invention and determination to prove himself leads him to downing a dragon with his Bola-Ballista, a Night Fury (in the film adaptation, a Night Fury is the rarest and most intelligent breed of dragon) no less. He tracks it down the next day, finding where the avian reptile landed with an intent to cut its heart out; but, as he is trying to gather the courage to perform the act, Hiccup sees the fear in the dragon's eyes and releases the captive.

As the film goes on, it is later revealed that Hiccup injured the Night Fury, later christened Toothless because of his retractable teeth. A flap on the dragon's tail was torn completely off, leaving the creature stranded in a hollow and unable to fly correctly. Hiccup manages to bond with Toothless and earn his trust, learning amazing and previously unknown things about dragons--which helps him as he undergoes Dragon Training. The Viking boy fashions him a prosthetic tail flap, and eventually an entire saddle rig for controlling it so that Toothless can fly with his help. However, the joy Hiccup finds in this remarkable friendship is soon turn to distraught as it becomes difficult to hide Toothless from his dragon-slaying father, Stoik, as well as many other troubles brought along the way.


Some could say the plot was predictable because of the ageless themes prevalent in its story, but I found myself too into the interactions between characters and the relationships developed between them to sit there and go, "Oh, so-and-so is gonna do this, and that is going to happen." Part of DreamWorks' magic is that their movies possess humor that appeals to even an older crowd. The Vikings and their dragons are no different.

Which leads me to the next point. DreamWorks is well-known for its animations, and with How To Train Your Dragon, they lived up to their reputation. The 3D animation was flawless and breath-taking, down to the last miniscule movement of eyebrows and facial muscles, and every last scale on the dragons. Understandably, the movie was limited in how many species of dragons it could entail, but the several species they did include were each distinct and each had their own personality and attributes.


The only real issue I had was the technology in the movie, though, as I said before, I am not going to harp on historical accuracy when the real value of the film is in its entertainment.

I rate this film a 9/10, and suggest that moviegoers give it a try; however, if you are one of those people who are SO down-to-earth and judge a movie on how "realistic" it is, don't go see it. I recommend How To Train Your Dragon to the people like me who still have their childlike sense of wonder and are not afraid to admit it, for this wonderful film will sweep your imagination off on the wings of what every fantasy dreams of: Dragons.

Abyss-sama:

Wow, it's been a while since we've posted. Well, I've been busy preparing for the end of my senior year (Whoot!). My graduation is in about three weeks and my English teacher is covering three time periods in British literature in those three weeks. Yeah, exciting. I've been a bit stressed, but once school is over, I'll be able to focus on my drawings more.

Later, gators!

Not Dead!

Abyss-sama:

Okay, peeps! Just so you know, we're not dead.... I apologize for the blog inactivity and I will be posting up a few more pictures this weekend. For me, it's been school-work, but I have a three-day weekend and I'll be doodling my heart out when I want to. For now, I'm just letting any followers we have that we are still alive, if preoccupied with schoolwork.

Love ya'll!!

Lessons In Gratefulness...

Okay. This bugs the crap out of me.

A country radio station I listen to offered the chance to win front row tickets to a Brad Paisley concert this Saturday in the Colosseum. Not only good seats, but also a chance to MEET HIM LIVE AND IN PERSON backstage before the show. I entered, but did not win.

THAT'S not what hacked me off.

So, I listen to the radio when I drive to and from school. Well, this morning they announced the winner. Big D and Bubba called this woman to tell her she'd one. Her name escapes me right now. But anyway, the phone rang and rang, then she finally picked up.

They asked her if this was so-and-so, and she said yes. They started playing Brad Paisley songs in the background, and excitedly asked her,
"Who's that playing?"

The woman replies with, ".... I don't know."

Big D and Bubba laugh slightly in disbelief, but tell her that she's won the tickets.

This woman did not sound the least bit enthusiastic.

Folks, if you're going to enter a drawing like that, AT LEAST be able to recognize the voice and/or songs of the artist! Secondly, if you win front row tickets to a popular artist, with a chance to meet them live and in person before the show, SHOW SOME ****ING ENTHUSIASM! I DON'T CARE IF IT'S 7:00 IN THE MORNING AND YOU JUST GOT UP!
I would have been squealing if I had won those things! At least let a real fan win the damn tickets! Geez!

Abyss-Sama

School Daze

Greetings One and All,

Not the greatest show on earth but It'll have to do -
Miss X.S. here with a teensy update from school! Sitting in English III (One of my fave classes by the by. LOVE literature. So does Abyss-Sama. I promise you if you butcher it, She might pay you a visit with a pick axe in hand!)

The day seems to be ticking by slowly. Can't really tell how fast or how slow, due to the clocks in the school being down for repairs...looks like all 8's on the display. 8 o' clock one presumes?

We haven't been posting many video blogs as of late and that MIGHT be due to LACK OF SUGGESTIONS FOR CONTENT. People we need E-Mails!

theoneandonlyouroborosstudios@gmail.com

Not that hard to remember, people.

Now - Abyss-Sama and I have yet to figure out what Rant/Rave/Insulting Blog/Praise of the Whatever we're going to do, but I promise that It shall be full of ranty ravey goodness.

Seeming Long Winded Yet?

I know I know that normally Abyss-Sama posts at the same time I do, but due to certain schedule conflicts...(*COUGH*SCHOOL*COUGH*) We may not be synchro-posting as per the norm.

If you have an QCC(Questions, Comments or Concerns for the Further Refrencing in future entries.) Feel free to email us at theoneandonlyouroborosstudios@gmail.com

If you would like to contact us INDIVIDUALLY.

You MUST sent a private message VIA Youtube. Our page is found at this Location - www.YouTube.com/Users/OuroborosStudios

Regards,
Miss X.S.

Monday Night Blues

Abyss-Sama:

It is Monday night, had an awesome weekend with a friend, getting some crap for English done. I'm tired, cranky, and I'm probably not gonna be Miss Sunshine tomorrow.

However, I wanted to post a couple of art pieces. The dragon I did in December, Nero I did a couple of days ago. I'm still working on my style, and I'm still getting used to Photoshop Elements 6.0.

Opening the Curtain

Hey, Everyone. Ms.XS here!

Well. As everyone knows, Abyss-Sama and I have made a Youtube Channel - http://www.youtube.com/user/OuroborosStudios This is the channel. Check it out please.

And now we have a blog. Awesome, i know.

We need to start getting more and more fans. Request subjects for video rants. Everyday questions. We may even sometimes have a guest spot. And If you wanna ask us something individually - When you post comments or send notes on Youtube, Write : 'Dear Abyss-Sama, or Dear XS,' Because if you want an answer from a specific one of us. You're going to have to tell us.

We Ain't Psychic......yet.

Regards, XS

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Hey Y'all. It's Abyss!

Okay. Welcome to the blog. First person to post spam comments, will be hung, drawn, and quartered for our entertainment purposes, And your entrails left for the buzzards.

Abyss