(My very first ever made art done by digital, this was the result)
January 23rd, 1911
Sailing her 9th (and final) voyage across the Atlantic from Southampton to Boston with 2,000 passengers and 460 crew onboard, the RMS Manchester would meet her tragic end.
"Look at them scatter, running for their little lives like helpless ants!"
The wolf scoffed as he spoke, watching the liner sink into its final plunge. Passengers from all directions panicked and screamed, rushing toward the stern, desperate to stay aboard for as long as possible. The crude macro, however, showed no remorse. He advanced slowly, crushing a few micros underpaw. With immense pressure, he pressed his arm against the Manchester’s second funnel, causing it to lose its balance and collapse snapping its support cables, crushing several struggling passengers who were unfortunate enough to be in its path with a loud screech!
"It's a shame all their lifeboats are gone—most torn down by me. And as for those who escaped... I'll deal with them later~"
The wolf rested his maw on the arm propped against the fallen funnel, grinning as he watches the chaos of his work unfold. It would only be a matter of minutes before the RMS Manchester vanished beneath the waves, swallowed by the deep abyss~
January 23rd, 1911
Sailing her 9th (and final) voyage across the Atlantic from Southampton to Boston with 2,000 passengers and 460 crew onboard, the RMS Manchester would meet her tragic end.
"Look at them scatter, running for their little lives like helpless ants!"
The wolf scoffed as he spoke, watching the liner sink into its final plunge. Passengers from all directions panicked and screamed, rushing toward the stern, desperate to stay aboard for as long as possible. The crude macro, however, showed no remorse. He advanced slowly, crushing a few micros underpaw. With immense pressure, he pressed his arm against the Manchester’s second funnel, causing it to lose its balance and collapse snapping its support cables, crushing several struggling passengers who were unfortunate enough to be in its path with a loud screech!
"It's a shame all their lifeboats are gone—most torn down by me. And as for those who escaped... I'll deal with them later~"
The wolf rested his maw on the arm propped against the fallen funnel, grinning as he watches the chaos of his work unfold. It would only be a matter of minutes before the RMS Manchester vanished beneath the waves, swallowed by the deep abyss~
Category Artwork (Digital) / Macro / Micro
Species Wolf
Size 2287 x 1080px
File Size 934.9 kB
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