Saturday, December 4, 2010

Art Contest Phase 2: VOTE!

The entries are in!

The list will follow (unfortunately the text of some of the entries won't fit into actual Polling software spaces). Here are the rules:

  • Your response should be just the single number representing your favored piece. Please put any commentary in the original contest post.
  • One vote per person.
  • You can't vote for yourself, but if you get all your friends to vote, that's OK by me.
  • When I wake up Monday morning, voting ends and the winning entry will be announced. Ties will be decided by the artist.

I don't expect voter participation to be particularly heavy (though I'm quite happy to be surprised), so your vote will count.

The finalists:

Something twitchy, hooked and ugly being extracted with forceps from open wound of an injured adventurer. His adventuring companions watch mortified as does the physician who is pulling it out. (jonas)

The aftermath of a battle, as a PC is severing a finger from a dead opponent to claim a ring it was wearing, while his companions keep an eye open for more trouble. (Cole)

So, a peaceful, even pastoral scene, perhaps of a few Amish-looking farmers talking to an adventurer or two, or just among themselves. But one little bit of the uncanny peeks through -- a tree in the background is actually a camouflaged troll, a demonic face stares out from an upper story window, or better yet a barn door is slightly ajar in the background, and you can see a few sides of beef hanging, and among them a side of a butchered human. So the idea is a few farmers talking amiably to a couple of adventurers. They can't see, but the viewer can, that among the butchered animals hanging in the barn is a human corpse. (mikemonaco)

Group of people huddling in the corner of some dark cave from what seems to be nothing. torches laying around them burnt out, caltrops on the ground with spears and or other polearms pointed outwards. (xxkillervk)

A hapless specialist hangs upside down in a pit, being held by his companions, a burly warrior type and mage (who is mostly trying to hold him steady). The Specialist is attempting to pick the lock on a door inside the pit. Sharp and obviously noxious looking spikes are visible below in the pit. (Malakor)

A devious looking thief-type character caught up in some sort of vines growing out of a chalice she picked up off an altar while a pair of warriors are battling ghoul/wight type undead, completely oblivious to the plight of their companion(who was probably trying to steal the chalice for herself). The Undead fighting with the warriors are dressed up in togas. (2eDM)

A small group of adventurers come across the corpse of a missing companion, the body obviously drained of all life and blood. Numbed by this horrific discovery, they are unaware of the large vampiric entity looming over them in the darkness... (toddroe)

We are looking over the shoulder of some sort of undead-a ghoul, a mummy, some kind of intelligent corpse-who is looking in an open window. The corpse has several rats sitting on his head and hanging on his back, and one is whispering in his ear. Through the window we see a father and daughter sitting at a table (playing, eating, reading, whatever), oblivious to what is watching them. Behind them another window is partially open, and a second corpse is crawling in over the sill, with lots of rats waterfalling over the sill as well. (Cthulhu's Librarian)

In one of the lower corners there are some people, presumably PC's , perched behind a rock/peeping over a corner of a corridor. We only see their backs. They are looking into a room/cave lit with torches. In the middle of it there is a group of cultists in robes, each with a meter long candle, chanting. They are circling an ornamented hole in the floor of the chamber, over which a tied naked woman hangs suspend from the ceiling. She is terrified, she screams as the cultist begin to lower her into the darkness and a slimy tentacle reaches out of the chasm and ties around her legs. (squidman)

Grizzled fighting man setting back down in a tavern for a drink after slaying the patrons in a bloody battle. (ghostofmarx)


  1. Let me be the first to be defiant and say, 'james, you're way off base.' Casting a write-in vote for uwarr.

  2. 9, just for the nekkid chick factor