Jessu's Magical Simblr

drunkasaurus:

drunkasaurus:

drunkasaurus:

drunkasaurus Asked:
My near-dyslexia caused me to read your site as Jesus High Fives and Jesus Magical Simblr. Would you consider changing your site name to such? It would be an awesome name =] A serious question-- how did you create those smoke effects in PS? Is it a brush? Can you share some basic tips and tricks for photo editing? Your pictures are some of the most gorgeous ones I've seen.

My answer:

LOLOL I don’t think I will change it, but that cracks me up a lot! And really I just play around with Photoshop, I use brushes, and sometimes I use stamps or freehand things with my Bamboo. I just mess around, really. :) And thanks, I am so happy you like them! :3

hellosunnydays Asked:
So glad I found "In search of Remedy Mars…" because it looks so interesting! I'm really curious though about the special effects in the recent screen shots. Are they from the magic set or created via Photoshop? Either way, I'm amazed at your screen shots!

My answer:

They are actually all photoshopped! I think a litte of the cauldron actions in the second to last shot is from the game. But the smoke and glow is all the stuff I do via PS! :3 I am so happy you like it, soo very much! Lol

“Bio Cards” of the main protagonists of In Search of Remedy Mars…

~~Don’t laugh! I am horrible at bios… especially since I love giving away endings… LOL! So enjoy these cheesy bios loves!~~

Thanks for reading and enjoying chapter four of, In search of Remedy Mars… if you want to start at the beginning of the story please go here, or if you’d like to start at the beginning of chapter four, please go here! :3

I want to apologize for being away, I have missed you all! >:E

EDIT: Currently working on bios for my Sims 3 forum thread. Will probably post them here shortly <3!

Several moments passed by, the three that made up Hokux Pocux watched as sweat appeared on the man’s brow, before he finally came out of the trance with a terrible wobble, and heavy sigh. It was clear it took a lot of out him to pinpoint such a random moment within the timestream, and after a few moments more he gave them their much wanted answer, “It’s done…”

“Good, I am glad that my cauldron won’t be neglected, you may use it’s pools to allow us a look at this certain time, and place… though I am not quite sure I have ever heard of this Al Simhara before.” Her lips pursed and she motioned for Rufus to get closer, as well as to the others to bring themselves to the large cauldron before them.

“Finally…” Missy groaned, bending her neck to and fro as to stretch and crack it. “I thought we would have to torture him a little… ” her tone a tad sarcastic as she propped herself up next to Rufus, Pagan placing himself on the opposite side of the man.

“Silence.” Rosary snapped and thus they began to watch as the cauldron bubbled, and spurt. Rufus took his shaking hands and waved mysteriously over the mouth of the pot, gathering what was left of the glowing, cloudy energy around him.

Soon an image began to appear, slowly creeping to the surface of the fine liquid inside, erupting at moments as the energies took hold of what had been found deep inside the timestream, and now they were visible for all to see within the pools of this wicked cauldron. Within this image were four distinct bodies, none recognizable to any of the four that surrounded the pot. But clear as anything the beings belonged to none other than Archer, Pippah, Limerick and Boo themselves… for now all four stared, and unbeknownst to our heroes far, far away… something was brewing and coming their way.

With this, Rufus broke down. How could he have forgotten such loss? Perhaps keeping his heart within that broken cage had begun to destroy precious memories, how could he have forgotten the daughters he had lost long before finally watching his beloved be taken? He kicked himself inwardly, sighing sharply in defeat. “Fine, I just need a moment…”

The room fell silence like many awkward, dreaded moments before. This time the lights seemed to flicker, their glow lowering as a nice gust of wind gathered up from outside the barred windows. A mist gathered itself around Rufus, his face filled with sorrow as his breath drew it in and he began to disperse a radiant energy. Clouds, and swirls of smoke wirled around his being as he brought up his hands to his temples. His concentration was weak but none the less he was getting the job done.

A mournful sigh escaped his nearly closed lips as he drifted in and out of a trance like state, the mystical clouds of energy pulsating around him as he reach down within himself to a place only he, himself and a few others could even dare reach. With this other level of consciousness his body began to glow, he must have reached the timestream and with such unique and powerful abilities he must have reach the time and place these three wicked urchins wanted.

“Hellooooo?! Are you there, wake yourself up, and get started with it all ready… Rufus…” Rosary’s voice hissed and snapped at the man, waking him from the painful memory.

The cauldron churned, changing colors as it had this whole time, smoke rising from its depths, a new color each time, and at times it wouldn’t rise at all. It’s magic swirled steadily, as if controlled by Rosary’s emotions, yet no one took heed to notice, for now its purpose was to sit and wait its bubbling spurts the only thing filling the silence. Shortly it would be of great use in such a troublesome situation for his Highness.

“I can’t verify it will work,” Rufus finally spoke up after contemplating the dire situation he was in. But it was no use and having given in once more, he placed his courageous heart back into its broken cage, “since you have so kindly blinded my eyes, I am not sure if it’ll work since I need them.” Though he had no upper hand, his attitude never wavered from its snarky ness.

“My master thinks otherwise, for you shouldn’t have to use your eyes entirely to see into the timestream, and though only a few have such abilities I think my master’s wise regards on such matters can only be right,” Rosary struggled but there was a glint of lost hope before it was replaced with her usual gleam of dread. “I believe the timerangers from Ghosttown Providence purposely blind themselves for such uses as to enhance their abilities..”

“Your master is wrong, I had only assumed, but, he must believe in such wives tales… no doubt its because he lacks any true ability to do this himself,” Rufus snapped softly.

“You will watch your tongue… or you won’t ever see your darling Magdalena again,” Rosary threatened cruelly, Missy shifting herself impatiently in the background. Even Pagan reaching his peak of boredom, finding himself a nice seat off in the back, listening with a rather mysterious glint in his eyes.

“Perhaps you won’t get the chance to see those lovely daughters of yours again either, though I am not quite sure where our master has hidden them… I am sure you might just get a little peek if you do as you are told.” She continued to be cold, her eyes stoned with power, her ego flying high.

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His mind wandered to a time when everything started to fall apart, and when he had made promises to always keep his one beloved safe, as he hadn’t been able to for their children…

“Nooo Magdalena!” His voice rang out, breaking with despair as he watched in horror, his feet glued in place by some ancient charm, his emerald eyes filling with tears as the swirling abyss wrapped itself around his beloved…

“Emperor Ridiculoso… you can’t do anything, no shouting, or crying can save your family for what has begun…” Rosary’s chide remarks were spat out as she watched her spell take over the woman before the two.

“Ruuuuufuuuus!” Magdalena cried out, but soon the spell’s powers weakened and silenced her, no amount of love could save her at this point, and helpless the two lovers watched each other fade from sight.

“Don’t worry, I am sure you will join her very soon your Highness…”

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“What is it that you want from me?!” The man stumbled into place, near the cauldron.

“Don’t question your role in this Rufus… or should I say the Man with Nine Names? Or is it his Highness Ridiculoso?” The morbid woman gawked and mocked, furrowing her brow in dislike at the man’s fragile state.

“I would assume none of those really matter, and yet you assume as if knowing me that I would help you in anyway, especially for him…or that unfathomable plan of his.” The man’s voice was bold, and strong, and perhaps he assumed he had the upper hand, but soon Rosary snapped on him.

“You think it unfathomable, yet you are standing here, a lesser man than before times double. You don’t understand his plan because for far too long you haven’t embraced the possibilities like he has…” Rosary’s voice boomed across the room, ricocheting off the stone walls.

The man coward, momentarily, taken back at such attitude before him. Granted he no longer had the ability of sight, and thus could not see these wretches for who they really were. “You have stolen everything from me…. you and your master… what more is there to take?” Rufus’s voice was soft and ashamed as he looked off as if lost in a memory.

“Uuughhff…” the noise slipped out of the stranger’s mouth as Miss Pissy Pants shoved him through the curtains, more painful noises following shortly behind.

“Oh don’t act like it hurts, you know we could do so much worse… and have if you don’t recall…” Rosary’s voice slithered out, hissing its threats towards the man that Miss Pissy Pants had gathered from the tombs.

“Thank you Missy, I think his darkness will be pleased with your performance…”

Miss Pissy Pants rolled her eyes as she cocked a sneering glare towards the man she had just escorted to the tower, “I am sure he will be.” She muttered a few faint words that the others could not hear, perhaps in detest.