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I'reilau - markers :iconalysataladay:AlysaTaladay 1 0 Mike! sketch :iconalysataladay:AlysaTaladay 0 0 At'haounemouna brothers - sketch studies :iconalysataladay:AlysaTaladay 1 0 J'jaer sketch studies :iconalysataladay:AlysaTaladay 3 0 Mike wip :iconalysataladay:AlysaTaladay 0 0 Liana (redesign) :iconalysataladay:AlysaTaladay 0 0 Julie Update :iconalysataladay:AlysaTaladay 0 2 Tidan :iconalysataladay:AlysaTaladay 0 0
Alliance - Fifteen
(Thirteen and fourteen exclusive to print readers.)
     Rikki parked the bike back at the marina well after dark, and set off across the parking lot with a bag of groceries, sighing to herself. It felt great to get the Drorgs off their hands, but there was still so much left to do, and they’d been idle for far too long. Zirol moved second-to-second, not week-to-week, or even hour-to-hour, which had been the assumption that had nearly gotten Daniel killed. Al and that young Ryozakkan were lucky to have gotten out alive, let alone unscathed. It seemed Zirol might have other intentions. While she couldn’t believe their sheer fortune, she also feared what this might mean for the future.
     The girls had one night, and one night only, to familiarize themselves with the Drorgs’ saddles, before they’d be expected to start flying all over the world. The Agency
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Alliance - Twelve
(In which our villain finds some sport.)
     Daniel Kago lu’Rizek collapsed into a patio chair, his bright, nova-like hazel eyes gazing blankly out past the twinkling of Palma de Mallorca’s marina lights, at the darkening Mediterranean Sea, just south of Spain. The sun had been less than kind on his brass-toned skin, leaving it a tarnished, browner hue than usual, and he found himself welcoming nightfall more than he usually did, here on one of his favorite seas. He had yet to turn on the lights of his apartment, and it didn’t really matter one way or the other, to him. He was tired enough just to fall asleep, right here. His partner, Algaeflame, was already asleep in the bedroom.
     Across from him, an agent from Wales named Seth Marimoor was sprawled in another chair, sound asleep. Tall and muscular, with strong features, blond hair and a lazy jaw-length haircut,
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Alliance - Eleven
(Of morning routines and Bernard's inner desire to become a penguin.)
     Bernard woke to find his room pleasantly temperate, and the soft pink glow of the dawning sky outside his window. A couple of seagulls called, and he lay there for a minute, picturing the sun as it glistened cheerfully off the waters of the nearby Atlantic. He groaned.
     Somewhere out there, the Town of Edisto Beach was already alive with early-morning vacationers roaming her beaches, along with the occasional blue-shirted conservation volunteer, out looking for the distinctive tractor-like tracks of sea turtles. His mother had started him doing it back in middle school, and he’d been doing it this year, until now. His mother would probably go on doing it without him, or enlist Odessa for the summer months. He never had liked getting up before dawn, anyway. It was rewarding in the fall, though, when he had to go out at night to inventory the nests. It was often
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Alliance - Ten
(Job descriptions and whiny brats - I mean cute kids.)
     The next day, around noon, Mireia’s father, Lucas, arrived to pick her up. He had intended just to get her and leave, to get back to the store, until he found out she’d gotten a job with a wealthy private aviator; then he stayed, to wait for Bernard’s mother and Aunt Jessica to show up and hear what their kids would be doing for the summer.
     He was thin, like Mireia, but shorter, with eyes of a cool shamrock green, thin hair a warm, creamy shade of chocolate brown, and youthful features that made him look like he should still be in college. Aunt Jessica was tall, unlike her daughter, with slight features more akin to how Odessa’s were turning out to be, than those of either of her children.
     They were nothing less than thrilled with the news, and spent nearly an hour, over lunch, talking to Loren and Saara, who offered to split the bi
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Alliance - Nine .2
(Of rich bastards, ex-lovers, and the world's best pralines.)
(overhauling small sections because they sounded God-awful - still in progress)
     “I am not British!”
     “I didn’t say you were.”
     “You just did!”
     “I said you sound British. You made fun of my accent, first, so eat it, partner.”
     Bernard heard Saara and Loren’s voices as they walked through the door of the coffee shop, but he’d generally known where they were ever since Toby had gone to speak to them, just before he’d spoken to Jez and Mireia.
     Meanwhile, Bernard had waited, staring off into space, and keeping his distant gaze on his bagel as he nursed his fourth glass of Diet Coke, feeling very much as though in a sort of dull aftershock following the complete meltdown of hi
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Alliance - Nine .1 (short)
(Happiness is just an ice block away!)
     When Mireia woke the next morning, the room felt like it was freezing.
     She rolled over, groaning, “For Heaven’s sake, Sparky, turn off the air. . . .”
     “The air is not on.”
     The voice belonged to a child. She bolted upright in bed, and heard Jez mumble something incoherent. There was no one else there, however. Not even Bernard.
     “. . . Hello?” she tried, hoping that either someone would show up or she would get no answer at all.
     Jez started to sit up, muttering groggily, “Someone here, ‘Reia?”
     “Hi,” the voice said. It was an older child, a boy of perhaps ten or eleven years old.
     She leapt out of the bed, but then yelped in shock as she left the warm comfort of the bed covers behin
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Alliance - Eight
(Of dragons, monsters, and fluffballs.)
     They stared into the space where he had been for a moment, and Loren finally declared in a deadpan tone, “And on the evening of the fifth day, God created the Rizeks,” he shook his head, “Weird-ass nosy bastard. I think I’m gonna hit the hay.  I think I’ve had about all I can handle for a while . . . I guess I should call Glenda in the morning. I don’t know how I feel about switching counselors.”
     Saara snorted, “I’m not going to do it, and I don‘t have to, because Glenda doesn‘t cover any of my regions. Come on, let‘s get some sleep. You need it.”
     Distant and distracted, he quietly allowed Saara to guide him from the room.
     She was back in a few minutes, to leave them Glenda’s number, instructions for contacting her if they needed to, and the promise that they
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Ryozae Reference Thing :iconalysataladay:AlysaTaladay 0 0

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I am a writer and an artist. I am working on a four-book science fiction saga under the name of Alysa Taladay, which is usually referred to as The Saurian Liberation Project and often referred to as The Saga. It is about the rise and development of an alien civilization, and the struggle of its people, genetically altered from mere beasts, to survive and be recognized as a sentient race.

My interests/favorite studies include sciences, history, and creative writing.
I happily possess a Bachelor of Arts in Visual Arts with a double minor in Art History and Graphic Design.

It's been a long goddamn journey, and I've taken a ridiculously long hiatus from dA, working my ass off and doing adult stuff. I've said/done a lot of stupid things in the past that I'm not proud of, and I haven't been the best person. I beg your pardon, and ask that you forgive my foolish bullshit.

That being said, if you do comment, please be constructive. I won't cry and I won't bite. I'm an adult, and a professionally-minded artist. I just want to talk, so please, comment away

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FINALLY at my desktop again. Took a few hours tonight to hide some old deviations and unhide others, purely based on how much I can stand to look at them. Many are retained for comparison against later works. It was kind of fun to go back and see old RP drawings again ... especially since in my mind I consider most of those characters either dead, dead for practical RP purposes, or having moved on (and possibly available for play if people choose to take me up on it ... it really depended on where their storylines were at last time I played them, as some had been left in a rather nasty place). Pulled up a few old pictures of my Ryozae/Saurian characters, as I am working with them again, and I am in the process of editing their saga. It's high time I uploaded a few of those pictures, as well, I think.

'Til next time!


Aaaarrrrrrrgggggg I'm gonna have to resubmit that last drawing. The quality after the upload completely sucks. :p
Think it's time to hide away some old stories. Lol they had their day. It's not as though they're aging well....
Also: I can't edit submissions from the app, so fyi: used a lot of photo references. A lot of them. Mostly Google Image Search.
Finished draft of my first full-length novel is over 540 pages. o_o ... tbh I like where it ended up, but I'm still iffy on on how it started. More in my next journal.


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Ellygator Featured By Owner Apr 17, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks so much for all your faves and for watching my gallery!
AlysaTaladay Featured By Owner 3 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
You're quite welcome!
kphill Featured By Owner Apr 17, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for the fave
AlysaTaladay Featured By Owner 3 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
:) np
PirateHearts Featured By Owner Apr 8, 2017  Professional Filmographer
Thanks for the fave! :ahoy:
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