I just bought EVA foam for accents like yours. What a versatile material! You should showcase all the buildings together in the next episode, and show off the minis, explaining where you got them and such. Thanks so much for making these inspirational videos!
The ringing hangs on a singular note as the powder brushes against my brain. As I bring my hands down from my nose, time slows. Slowly I breathe in with my mouth. I taste it. The tastes in the air that I cannot taste without the haazam, I can taste the sweat from the strippers, the alchohol sold at the bar, the food sold by street vendors and the bistro across the street. I can taste the contents of the toilets and the dumpsters. Out. I breathe in theough my nose. I smell the scent of the dancing girls, their perfume, i smell the cocaine in the back on the manager's desk, I smell the intoxicating nails of diesel burning true in the wombs of motor bikes whose owners treat them better than their wives. I smell the acidic slither of puke from the vathroom as a dancer off duty has the contents of her stomach expelled up the wrong orrifice, I smell that squid like smell , I smell the sewage, and the coppery tang of blood. Open. I open my eyes and see the world as it is. I see the colors us mortals were denied, I see shades of hue elegant and divine, I see shapes indescribable to any geomitrist or artist whose elegance even more unimaginable, and I see in full detail the grace of the woman on the pole and her dreams. I also see the nightmares that hide until the false truth of sleep, the bruises hidden under pounds upon pounds of make up, and the things that claw at the dancer's mind. Up. I pull out my holster, take aim at the ganger next to me. I do as the senses will. The chorus reaches a climax as my augments calculate the targeting patterns for the other patrons, the smell of fear rife in the air, the taste of blood rich and true now, and finally the touch of blood on my hands. All added by the scent of ultra-heated plasma (Hope this is good. Love your series man, its scratching that itch)
Thank you! So, the line texture on the green foam is pre existing. It's underfloor insulation board so it normally has a squared grid on it but really depends on what is available at your local hardware store
Nice addition to the board!!! Looks awesome 😊
Very nice build! I need to start incorporating EVA foam into mybuilds. Thank you for sharing. - Rick, USMC
Marine, eh? God bless ya for your service man
Just discovered your channel. Fantastic stuff. Loving these vids.
Nice! The city is looking good.
I just bought EVA foam for accents like yours. What a versatile material!
You should showcase all the buildings together in the next episode, and show off the minis, explaining where you got them and such.
Thanks so much for making these inspirational videos!
The ringing hangs on a singular note as the powder brushes against my brain. As I bring my hands down from my nose, time slows. Slowly I breathe in with my mouth.
I taste it. The tastes in the air that I cannot taste without the haazam, I can taste the sweat from the strippers, the alchohol sold at the bar, the food sold by street vendors and the bistro across the street. I can taste the contents of the toilets and the dumpsters.
Out.
I breathe in theough my nose. I smell the scent of the dancing girls, their perfume, i smell the cocaine in the back on the manager's desk, I smell the intoxicating nails of diesel burning true in the wombs of motor bikes whose owners treat them better than their wives.
I smell the acidic slither of puke from the vathroom as a dancer off duty has the contents of her stomach expelled up the wrong orrifice, I smell that squid like smell , I smell the sewage, and the coppery tang of blood.
Open.
I open my eyes and see the world as it is. I see the colors us mortals were denied, I see shades of hue elegant and divine, I see shapes indescribable to any geomitrist or artist whose elegance even more unimaginable, and I see in full detail the grace of the woman on the pole and her dreams. I also see the nightmares that hide until the false truth of sleep, the bruises hidden under pounds upon pounds of make up, and the things that claw at the dancer's mind.
Up.
I pull out my holster, take aim at the ganger next to me. I do as the senses will. The chorus reaches a climax as my augments calculate the targeting patterns for the other patrons, the smell of fear rife in the air, the taste of blood rich and true now, and finally the touch of blood on my hands. All added by the scent of ultra-heated plasma
(Hope this is good. Love your series man, its scratching that itch)
Awesome brother. I cant wait to see the finished board. It's already looking to be one of the best on the platform, sincerely.
Thank you! Really appreciate it
Holy cow! I like this!!
Thank you!
Nice work!
Thanks!
@thecavyforge7307 were did you buy the under floor insulation board please
That would be from b&q
@@thecavyforge7307 thank you
This is incredibly cool! Very inspiring! Love how that foam turns out! How did you get the texture on it? Was it just a roller?
Thank you! So, the line texture on the green foam is pre existing. It's underfloor insulation board so it normally has a squared grid on it but really depends on what is available at your local hardware store
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Love the Cyberpunk builds - hope you don't mind me sharing your link on my FB page facebook.com/indelibleinkstudio
Not at all. Thank you!
@@thecavyforge7307 let me know if you have any projects or ideas you think I could help you with.