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mlbert
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 Posted - 06 Jan 2015 : 17:26:22
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| Everyone is missing the boat. The key to getting a dragonlance movie done is not "Dragons" series, It's the "Soul Forge" It's low budget, and sets the background. It also has a relevant message to todays times, a search for hope. Use that book to make 2 or 3 movies, then launch into the dragon books |
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Fizban Who
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Posted - 06 Jan 2015 : 18:05:27
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....ah yes, the deadly Test of Raistlin at the Towers of High Sorcery....
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RaistlinsLight23
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Posted - 01 Feb 2015 : 02:32:58
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Oh gosh. Raistlin is my heart and soul. Sorry, that's all. Nothing productive to add to this conversation. But, really, if a movie was made about him...My life would be complete.
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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Fizban Who
Moderator
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32527 Posts |
Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 06:35:34
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"You can't have any pudding until you eat your meat! If you don't eat your meat, how can you have any pudding?!"
THE WALL - Pink Floyd
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RaistlinsLight23
Advanced Member
USA
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Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 06:38:19
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One of my favorite illustrations of him. <3 <3
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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Fizban Who
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Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 06:45:45
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...I kind of liked this one....
"You can't have any pudding until you eat your meat! If you don't eat your meat, how can you have any pudding?!"
THE WALL - Pink Floyd
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RaistlinsLight23
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Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 06:47:40
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I really like the pose of that one, and I enjoy the portrayal of Crysania, but there's something about Raistlin's face that bothers me. It's not how I pictured it.
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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Fizban Who
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Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 06:50:38
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...then you have cos-play....
"You can't have any pudding until you eat your meat! If you don't eat your meat, how can you have any pudding?!"
THE WALL - Pink Floyd
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RaistlinsLight23
Advanced Member
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Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 06:54:21
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HAHA. Yes! I've totally managed to scrape together a Raistlin costume before, although not with that much detail.
I enjoy these pieces of Raistlin art quite a bit. All credit goes to the creators, of course. They're amazing. 
  
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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Fizban Who
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Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 06:56:27
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Those were excellent! 
"You can't have any pudding until you eat your meat! If you don't eat your meat, how can you have any pudding?!"
THE WALL - Pink Floyd
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RaistlinsLight23
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USA
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Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 06:58:25
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Very, very, very good! I am jealous! It seems most people find him to be most iconic in his red robes. I always jump straight to the black robe days.
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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Fizban Who
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Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 07:01:50
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*Ahem*  
"You can't have any pudding until you eat your meat! If you don't eat your meat, how can you have any pudding?!"
THE WALL - Pink Floyd
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RaistlinsLight23
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Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 07:04:16
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AWESOME! Seriously, I need a live-action portrayal of Raistlin. Although, I do have some very high expectations to compete with.
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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Fizban Who
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32527 Posts |
Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 07:09:24
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"You can't have any pudding until you eat your meat! If you don't eat your meat, how can you have any pudding?!"
THE WALL - Pink Floyd
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RaistlinsLight23
Advanced Member
USA
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Posted - 02 Feb 2015 : 14:34:57
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Wow! I'm so jealous
"Raistlin!" It was Crysania's voice. Lifting his gaze, he saw her standing before him, holding his hands away from his face, her eyes wide and filled with concern.
"I'm all right", Raistlin said coldly. "Leave me alone!" But, even as he spoke, he sighed and lowered his head again, shuddering as the horror of the dream washed over him. Pulling a clean cloth from a pocket, he began to dab at the wounds on his face.
"No, you're not", Crysania murmured, taking the cloth from his shaking hands and gently touching the bleeding gouges. "Please, let me do this", she said, as he snarled something unintelligible. "I know you wont let me heal you, but there is a clear stream near. Come, drink some water, rest and let me wash these".
Sharp, bitter words were on Raistlin's lips. He raised a hand to thrust her away. But then he realized he didn't want her to leave. The darkness of the dream receded when she was with him. The touch of warm, human flesh was comforting after the cold fingers of death.
And so, he nodded with a weary sigh.
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Thinking to film a Short -Live Action- Movie [DL]
