Announcing Project - One Niurn

 Hello. C J here. With Draw Like a Dragon done and out I’m out of projects for the time being. Drawing the line art I need for my new art style is proceeding at a reasonable speed. Within two months I’ll have line art done for every possible species, species colour combination, body part, clothing option and weapon I could ever want. All of this including the ears and tails will be kept on file and reused. If you’re wondering how I’m doing this so quickly then I’d recommend reading Draw Like a Dragon.

I have a next project. I some ways though I don’t want this one. It falls to me to fix something once again. My job involves a lot of emotions that I don’t often disclose here. I’ll make this plain. The industry I’m in abandoned all of us including me a long time ago. Video games don’t exist anymore in the quantity and quality they did back when I grew up. Nintendo and The Pokemon Company reliably churn out trash no one wants. Nintendo and The Pokemon Company are not on our side here. They want money for making unplayable garbage that doesn’t work.

But there’s worse out there. Bethesda. Hello, Bethesda. I’m not paid money to review one of your games. I’m paid money to be honest. You made Skyrim. Blessed, beautiful, perfect Skyrim. This game came out when I was in high school and I thought to myself ‘dear god, they got it right. This is the start of an era of perfect games. We won.’ Then we lost. Next they made Online. Then they made more Fallout. Then they made Starfield. I’ve tried to watch people play these on YouTube. Even a skilled YouTube commentary on the games doesn’t make them fun.

They’re not Skyrim. I loved Skyrim. Then it died. Dead. Gone. Buried. Forgotten by time and the world we are in. Apparently they’re making a game six. The only news we’ve heard about game six is that they hate us because we expect them to make it fun and good. They don’t want us. They don’t want to be on our side. So they’re not. Me here though, me running a blog, me having a voice, means I can do something about it. I want that thing back. I want it back now. I’m announcing my official parody line of art and content of the Elder Scrolls setting. Now.

Project: One Niurn

I’m making it myself. The next game and game line I want. I have a voice and my voice says one thing. ‘I don’t care if you abandoned it. I don’t care if you tried to kill your greatest work. I’ll bring it back. You, no matter who you are, don’t get to kill things. Why? Me.’ And, of course, this will be an anthro parody. All the characters will be anthro. Legally they can’t touch me. Parody law trumps copyright law. It’s mine. But I’m making it better.

Imagine if in game six the Dragonborn united the feuding peoples of Tamriel and formed a new, better empire. Imagine all of Nirn united under a new regime of cooperation. Imagine they gave the player a voice and allowed them to make real decisions. Imagine getting the ending you want where you convince the civil war factions to sing a treaty instead of having to kill all of one side. Imagine actual non-violent solutions to problems. Imagine the Fandom making it theirs. Come with me, as I make the Fandom things no one wants us to have. Welcome to Project: One Niurn.

I normally don’t express this much emotion here. This time though I think it’s time. My hands are shaking a bit as I type this. I’m correcting more errors in typing here than normal. This one is personal. They made beauty and then left it and wanted us to forget. Why is it always me? Why does no one make these things for us anymore? Why don’t they care? I don’t get to care about the answers to these questions. They don’t. I do.

C J Mcpherson