#cryptor ninjago
Trying something different, and realized I used the wrong materials for this
Been experimenting with colors and some ideas
More Sketches
Sketches
Pic in progress I’m still working on this. It’s been taking me longer to do cause life tends to catch up on you.
Sketch preview, angy cryptor
What could possibly set him off?
I’ve been mean to him recently, so I did this for no reason
Sketches
I’m late to the party, but I’m here
Sketches
Sorry I haven’t been active lately, I’ve taken a break. Though I drawn some sketches
I have done some sketches
The last drawing I posted I was feeling stressed about how far/much I could get done. So I decided to take a break from it for a few days. I feel better now, and done a few sketches.
Update on what I’ve been working on
Pt 2 hope you all have a nice Christmas
Preview of something I’m working on
Paintings first is watercolor second is acrylic
Like People Do
Borg Sibling Content! Yay! Quick preface. One Shot loosely based on THIS post. Basically, in a hypothetical Overlord return scenario, Pixal pretends to return her loyalty to her original master to become a double agent, and gets sent off with her still evil minded brother to prove her loyalty to the Overlord and his mission by killing Zane. Also, Happy Loving Cryptor Day!
“I find it insulting that he insists on forcing us into these inane trust exercises.” Pixal huffed as she stepped off her bike. “If he really wants to take control of all the realms, we shouldn’t be wasting time on these petty loyalty tests.”
“Call me crazy,” Her brother mused, joining her. “But I’m inclined to agree with the evil warlord.” He pulled off his helmet. “Everyone involved in this needs to prove they’re committed to go all the way. We have to be able to depend on each other or the whole thing crumbles.” he shrugged.
“And a one time action is supposed to prove our undying loyalty, is that what you think?” Pixal crossed her arms. “It doesn’t prove anything, and it certainly doesn’t help build a trust relationship.”
“Then how exactly are we supposed to build trust, huh?” Cryptor challenged. “How can you guarantee you’ll do your part, if you don’t show us you can do your part.”
“I can’t. That’s why it’s called trust.” Pixal pressed. “There’s risk involved in every trust relationship. But you can’t get anything if you don’t risk anything.” She turned to approach the building, her brother following suit.
“Oh, so you wantblindtrust? Yeah, that sounds great.”
“No, I wanttrust trust.” Pixal corrected as they reached the doors. “Built on personal relationships and interaction and time.” She opened the door, looking her brother in the eye. “You know, like people do.”
Cryptor chuckled as they entered the warehouse, a large empty room welcoming them. “Yeah, well, that all sounds very nice and pleasant, but in case you forgot, we’re not actually people, so we don’t really get that privilege.”
“What do you mean we’re not people?” Pixal stopped, swiveling on her heels to look back at her brother.
“I mean we’re robots. Made of metal.” He playfully knocked on his head to prove his point.
Pixal stared back at him, confused, an air of sympathy slipping in to replace her frustration. “Yeah, but that doesn’t make us any less real.”
“No, it just makes us intrinsically, by definition, not people.” He reiterated.
“Is that what they’ve been telling you?”
“Did your team brainwash you into believing something different?” Cryptor tossed her the dagger designated for her test. She looked down at the blade, conflicted. “We’re always going to be less than they are, we’re manufactured products tricked into thinking we have agency so we’ll be more effective. You’re all the proof anyone needs!”
“I broke out of my Overlord coding.” Pixal countered, taking a step towards him.
“But you flipped right back the moment he showed up again! You couldn’t shake it!” Pixal stared back at him blankly, his words clearly not getting through. “I don’t know how else to explain it to you, you literally prove my point.” He shrugged.
“But what if I didn’t?” Pixal countered.
“What?”
“What if I didn’t flip back.” The question lingered in the air for a moment as its implications set in. “What if, right now, I wasn’t working for the Overlord. What if I was going after my own interests.”
Cryptor’s eyes narrowed. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying that when Zane shows up, instead of killing him, I could leave with him.”
He remained unmoved, his stare still skeptically fixed on her “Why are you telling me this?”
Pixal smiled, placing the dagger back in his hands.
“Because I trust you.”
