MrUroboros

Yeah, post the links. I don't understand French, but I don't really care. I'm still interested in seeing what you've done.

Top notch. Amazing editing and really good shots. You have a real sense of motion. How the hell did you get them? I'm stumped. Mainly, how could you move the camera independently, with no character there? I've been thinking of trying my ha...

Chapter Seven: Intermission Astor stepped off the hover barge into the steamy gloom of the sewer. He took a deep breath of the cool and slightly sour air. It was nice being able to roam around the dilapidated structures without any fear of...

Now that's a theory that makes sense. I'm buyin' that.

Chapter Six: Empty Handed “Who are you?” Astor asked very directly. Holding his devious smile for a few moments, the man finally replied, “Morningstar. Jonathan Morningstar.” “ Who …are you?” Morningstar chuckled a bit and returned his han...

Chapter Five: Settling In The trip to Astor’s answers was a long and unsettling one. During the two train rides, one on the yellow line to Morrell, then a hop over to the orange line into Hampton Green, neither Astor nor Syeko said one wor...

Chapter Four: Redirected Astor attached the corner of the code transparency filter to the wall in front of him. He pressed the release and stretched the frame out to make a square about two feet on each side. The filter was only a thin met...

Sorry about that double post...technical difficulties... Chapter Three: Reconstruction Astor's boots clanked on the metal walkway. As he walked past the living units, the sounds of construction echoed throughout the massive cylindrical str...

Chapter Two: Half a Waste Astor/s RSI trickled from the phone and began to form inside the phone booth. As soon as he felt himself take full shape he hung up the receiver and stepped out. He looked around, watching the green code cascading...

Chapter Two: Half a Waste Astor’s RSI trickled from the phone and began to form inside the phone booth. As soon as he felt himself take full shape he hung up the receiver and stepped out. He looked around, watching the green code cascading...

I'm not sure if anyone was keeping up with this little series of mine on the old forums, but I've posted it here in it's completion (so far) for anyone who may be interested. For anyone checking it out for the first time, I've approached t...