[FMA Big Bang Art Post]- Seaweed_FMA's "Teamwork"
Okayyyyyy, not only I wrote Down the Road but I also did a couple graphic arts for a couple FMA Big Bang stories. I think I'm the only one so far that did banners and other graphic arts for the Big Bang. ._. Bay can't draw, so...XD; ANYWAYS, first one is seaweed_fma 's story Teamwork. Here's a little teaser:
Title: Teamwork
Author: Seaweed_FMA
Artist:
Genre: Drama, a little Humor
Rating: PG-13 for some violence and blood
Word Count 15,709
Characters / Pairings: Mustang, Hawkeye, Havoc, Breda. Fuery, Falman, Maes, Gracia, and some minor OCs. Maes /Gracia and some Roy/Riza UST.
Warnings: More Manga/Brotherhood based. Some violence, no real spoilers, set pre-series. The Cow owns the characters, not me.
Summary : When Mustang first received his team, they weren't always such a close knit group. It took a potentially tragic event to bring them all together.
It's a really great story Seaweed did and I had fun reading and doing the graphics for it. I highly recommend it. Go read Teamwork now! :P Before that though, art time!
Just real quick, all the banners I did are from Photoshop Elements 2.0. Yes, I'm behind the times, but it gets the job done for now.
The first one is just a book cover kind of banner for the story. I love doing those. XD; The original source of art is this one. I change the overlay to make the picture more darker and did some brushing.
Now, the next four are something I like to call the "files" for Team Mustang. The writing in them are from the story over how Grumman described each of them. All of the images are screenshots from the Broterhood anime (that I stole from the FMA Wiki :x ). If you guys can't read the description in the banner, I'll post the excepts at the bottom.
The general took a small sip of from the cup of tea on his desk and continued. “Second Lieutenant Heymans Breda.” Roy flipped to his dossier in the folder to read about the man while he was talking about. “First in his class in strategy. Unfortunately he was last in his class when it came to physical fitness.” He laughed. “He's a pretty good shot with a gun, but excellent when it comes to deduction and reasoning.”
“Breda's roommate at the Military Academy was Second Lieutenant Jean Havoc. A bit of a country bumpkin, not the smartest man, but a crack shot. He has the second place record for sharpshooting at the Academy, behind one of the other members of your team.” There was a bit of proud snugness in his voice when he said that last statement, though Roy wasn't sure why. “He is an expert is most firearms and other munitions, and has been trained in Covert Ops. So if you need someone to sneak in somewhere, he's the best man for the job.”
“Master Sergeant Kain Fuery. He was one of the youngest graduates of the Academy. He was allowed in at a young age because of his grades. I spoke with his parents when the board was deciding whether to allow him to enroll. From a young age, he would take apart anything that electronic in his house, and after a while he figured out how to put them back together- eventually he got to where they would work even better than before. His specialty is communications. He can both man and fix any radio you put in front of him. It's always good to have a fix-it man on the job.” Roy silently nodded.
“Warrant Officer Vato Falman. He was a policeman for years, and only recently moved over to Central Command. He has a photographic memory. He's able to recall most anything that he has seen, so he's a walking repository for information. He's very smart, but not very ambitious. That is why he's never made it beyond Warrant Officer. A quiet man, he was in the Investigation Department when he was a policeman, but that never went anywhere, so that's why he enlisted in the military. He was hoping he could use those skills here.”
With those files out of the way, two more banners!
Finally, after letting them flounder for about 15 minutes, Hawkeye rolled her eyes, got up from her desk, pulled her gun from her holster, and walked over to them, cocking the gun. “It's not hard. The paperwork is in triplicate, so you fill out the first page with the information, and then put the papers in their respective baskets here in the middle of the desks. They are color coded. The yellow copy goes in the yellow basket.” she tapped it with the tip of her gun. “The pink copy goes in the red basket.” She tapped it as well. “And the blue copy goes in the blue basket.” It also got tapped. “The blue copy is the copy we keep. They go on my desk at the end of the work day. The pink copy goes to Administrative, and the blue copy will go to the Fuhrer or one of the Generals for a final approval. Is that clear?”
Ack, I think Riza is going to shoot me for this, LOL. Anyways, Pretty simple banner that I had too much fun making. This so reminds me the stuff I do at my workplace, which is mostly administrative stuff like filing. So glad Riza isn't my boss or else I would be scared of her. D: The boxes and papers are default images from Photoshop and the chibi Riza from this image. Fear chibi Riza--FEAR HER!
“Little whore probably can't find anyone else who would fuck her. I mean look at her. She's pretty, nice and busty, but...” There was another pause that almost made Roy rush forward, but he held himself back. Not now. Not yet. “She's a solider, who else would want her but another solider? She's married to her work, she doesn't have time to try to find a man who would actually love her.”
Okay, this scene is pretty sad. I feel sorry for Roy and Riza in that part. ;_; The image of Roy is from this screenshot at the part where he's at The Truth and before he went blind. I also did some brushing, mostly with the red molecules. I thought his expression in that screenshot fits well with how's he feeling when he overheard the two men talk about Riza like that. I feel for Roy's image I could have done the edges better. *shrugs* Ah well.
Thus concludes part one of Bay's ramblings of her FMA Big Bang Art. Tune in a couple weeks when my next post will be kristensk 's Big Bang story! Oh gawds, that means another long art post, haha.
Title: Teamwork
Author: Seaweed_FMA
Artist:
Genre: Drama, a little Humor
Rating: PG-13 for some violence and blood
Word Count 15,709
Characters / Pairings: Mustang, Hawkeye, Havoc, Breda. Fuery, Falman, Maes, Gracia, and some minor OCs. Maes /Gracia and some Roy/Riza UST.
Warnings: More Manga/Brotherhood based. Some violence, no real spoilers, set pre-series. The Cow owns the characters, not me.
Summary : When Mustang first received his team, they weren't always such a close knit group. It took a potentially tragic event to bring them all together.
It's a really great story Seaweed did and I had fun reading and doing the graphics for it. I highly recommend it. Go read Teamwork now! :P Before that though, art time!
Just real quick, all the banners I did are from Photoshop Elements 2.0. Yes, I'm behind the times, but it gets the job done for now.
The first one is just a book cover kind of banner for the story. I love doing those. XD; The original source of art is this one. I change the overlay to make the picture more darker and did some brushing.
Now, the next four are something I like to call the "files" for Team Mustang. The writing in them are from the story over how Grumman described each of them. All of the images are screenshots from the Broterhood anime (that I stole from the FMA Wiki :x ). If you guys can't read the description in the banner, I'll post the excepts at the bottom.
The general took a small sip of from the cup of tea on his desk and continued. “Second Lieutenant Heymans Breda.” Roy flipped to his dossier in the folder to read about the man while he was talking about. “First in his class in strategy. Unfortunately he was last in his class when it came to physical fitness.” He laughed. “He's a pretty good shot with a gun, but excellent when it comes to deduction and reasoning.”
“Breda's roommate at the Military Academy was Second Lieutenant Jean Havoc. A bit of a country bumpkin, not the smartest man, but a crack shot. He has the second place record for sharpshooting at the Academy, behind one of the other members of your team.” There was a bit of proud snugness in his voice when he said that last statement, though Roy wasn't sure why. “He is an expert is most firearms and other munitions, and has been trained in Covert Ops. So if you need someone to sneak in somewhere, he's the best man for the job.”
“Master Sergeant Kain Fuery. He was one of the youngest graduates of the Academy. He was allowed in at a young age because of his grades. I spoke with his parents when the board was deciding whether to allow him to enroll. From a young age, he would take apart anything that electronic in his house, and after a while he figured out how to put them back together- eventually he got to where they would work even better than before. His specialty is communications. He can both man and fix any radio you put in front of him. It's always good to have a fix-it man on the job.” Roy silently nodded.
“Warrant Officer Vato Falman. He was a policeman for years, and only recently moved over to Central Command. He has a photographic memory. He's able to recall most anything that he has seen, so he's a walking repository for information. He's very smart, but not very ambitious. That is why he's never made it beyond Warrant Officer. A quiet man, he was in the Investigation Department when he was a policeman, but that never went anywhere, so that's why he enlisted in the military. He was hoping he could use those skills here.”
With those files out of the way, two more banners!
Finally, after letting them flounder for about 15 minutes, Hawkeye rolled her eyes, got up from her desk, pulled her gun from her holster, and walked over to them, cocking the gun. “It's not hard. The paperwork is in triplicate, so you fill out the first page with the information, and then put the papers in their respective baskets here in the middle of the desks. They are color coded. The yellow copy goes in the yellow basket.” she tapped it with the tip of her gun. “The pink copy goes in the red basket.” She tapped it as well. “And the blue copy goes in the blue basket.” It also got tapped. “The blue copy is the copy we keep. They go on my desk at the end of the work day. The pink copy goes to Administrative, and the blue copy will go to the Fuhrer or one of the Generals for a final approval. Is that clear?”
Ack, I think Riza is going to shoot me for this, LOL. Anyways, Pretty simple banner that I had too much fun making. This so reminds me the stuff I do at my workplace, which is mostly administrative stuff like filing. So glad Riza isn't my boss or else I would be scared of her. D: The boxes and papers are default images from Photoshop and the chibi Riza from this image. Fear chibi Riza--FEAR HER!
“Little whore probably can't find anyone else who would fuck her. I mean look at her. She's pretty, nice and busty, but...” There was another pause that almost made Roy rush forward, but he held himself back. Not now. Not yet. “She's a solider, who else would want her but another solider? She's married to her work, she doesn't have time to try to find a man who would actually love her.”
Okay, this scene is pretty sad. I feel sorry for Roy and Riza in that part. ;_; The image of Roy is from this screenshot at the part where he's at The Truth and before he went blind. I also did some brushing, mostly with the red molecules. I thought his expression in that screenshot fits well with how's he feeling when he overheard the two men talk about Riza like that. I feel for Roy's image I could have done the edges better. *shrugs* Ah well.
Thus concludes part one of Bay's ramblings of her FMA Big Bang Art. Tune in a couple weeks when my next post will be kristensk 's Big Bang story! Oh gawds, that means another long art post, haha.