I had to make a fake book cover for my Photoshop class. It got some good reviews, even though I was forced to use an inkjet printer 
Covers and spine. Applied a filter to that ruins image to give it more of a dusty/foggy effect, and drew the arm, hand, and blood by hand. I also found a cool stainless steel texture and clone stamped it into the arm, then applied gradients to give it a sudo-3D effect. I started redoing the logo, but decided going to bed was more important than polishing this project
The flaps, which I later sliced down the middle then carefully taped to the covers. We had to have a complete cover slip to put over a real book.
Also, the cover is not on the wrong side. I wanted it to be a Manga, because there aren't many dark, bloody American comic books, whereas dark, bloody Manga is very common.
On that note, I'm still working on the Flash animation off and on. Midterms are coming up, though, so it hasn't been much. Luckily next week is spring break, so let's see how much I can get done, eh?
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That part about this 200+ year old campus being creepy? It is not an exaggeration. I've personally heard disembodied voices and unidentified sounds while locking up buildings at night, and other officers have seen the shadow of a man sitting in a chair in one of the buildings (a hotel that's dedicated to a young man that drowned ), then they turned their head only to see him... dissolve. 
I've heard doors open and close, when I know for a fact I'm the only person in the building. Then there's the voice I heard, the baritone voice of of a man down a hallway. How can the sounds of a settling building at night sound like that?
Okay, I'm scaring myself, and the things I listed here are only a drop in the bucket compared to what we, Security, have seen/felt/heard on this campus...
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And, yes, my nickname is "Creepy". Given to me by the RD, spread by the RAs, to the point where most of the campus knows me only as Officer Creepy, instead of Chris
The RD started calling me that because I was too quiet when I arrived and wouldn't talk to anybody. Now it's like I've been jinxed, and it's taking on a new meaning...
Covers and spine. Applied a filter to that ruins image to give it more of a dusty/foggy effect, and drew the arm, hand, and blood by hand. I also found a cool stainless steel texture and clone stamped it into the arm, then applied gradients to give it a sudo-3D effect. I started redoing the logo, but decided going to bed was more important than polishing this project
The flaps, which I later sliced down the middle then carefully taped to the covers. We had to have a complete cover slip to put over a real book.
Also, the cover is not on the wrong side. I wanted it to be a Manga, because there aren't many dark, bloody American comic books, whereas dark, bloody Manga is very common.
On that note, I'm still working on the Flash animation off and on. Midterms are coming up, though, so it hasn't been much. Luckily next week is spring break, so let's see how much I can get done, eh?
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That part about this 200+ year old campus being creepy? It is not an exaggeration. I've personally heard disembodied voices and unidentified sounds while locking up buildings at night, and other officers have seen the shadow of a man sitting in a chair in one of the buildings (a hotel that's dedicated to a young man that drowned
), then they turned their head only to see him... dissolve. I've heard doors open and close, when I know for a fact I'm the only person in the building. Then there's the voice I heard, the baritone voice of of a man down a hallway. How can the sounds of a settling building at night sound like that?
Okay, I'm scaring myself, and the things I listed here are only a drop in the bucket compared to what we, Security, have seen/felt/heard on this campus...
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And, yes, my nickname is "Creepy". Given to me by the RD, spread by the RAs, to the point where most of the campus knows me only as Officer Creepy, instead of Chris
The RD started calling me that because I was too quiet when I arrived and wouldn't talk to anybody. Now it's like I've been jinxed, and it's taking on a new meaning...
