A quick and dirty animation style that I developed a while back. I’m hoping that YouTube’s HD processing will do the shading justice now. Back when it was low bandwidth SD it tore these up pretty bad. LightWave 3D, ProTools SE, Vegas Movie Studio, and ACID Loops.
I was walking back from the U Street entertainment district the other night when I came up on these two. I couldn’t help but listen to their conversation, and it went something like this.
First, she said: What the hell are you supposed to be?
And then he said: I’m a werepanda as in beware of my wrath.
That makes no sense at all, pandas are mostly laid back.
Only in public, at night we turn into bad tempered bears with attitude.
It’s not even close to Halloween.
Exactly, so when you least expect it, turn on the light and the werepanda is standing there.
Standing where and doing what?
In your house, looking at you, with a frown.
That’s it, that’s all you do, just stand there?
I can bite you if you want, gently.
No, that’s okay, I was just expecting a little more.
If the moon is just right, I can sparkle.
Seen it before, so I’m not impressed.
What if I told you I was sent from the past by intelligent dinosaurs to walk around and look tough?
Fail, that is a real epic fail.
Why is that an epic fail, what am I doing wrong?
You have a white face with black spots on your eyes.
So what, I’m a werepanda, beware of my anger.
Nobody is ever going to take you seriously, not tough enough.
Do you see that tree over there?
Yeah, what about it?
What if I went over there and ATE all the fresh new sprouts, right off the top?
Do you use a sword?
No, I’m afraid of weapons of mass deforestation.
I think you need a better backstory.
Why do I need a better backstory?
Panda by day, bad tempered panda by night, nope, just doesn’t have a good ring to it, I can’t see the movie poster.
There’s a movie poster?
Only if you have an origin story full of pain and angst, maybe you turn into a where panda because you lost your pony?
I hate ponys.
Now that, sounds like the start of a good story!
They went on that way for a while, but I had to get home. The next morning I wasn’t sure if I’d dreamed the whole thing or not. Werepandas, what will they think of next?