For this assignment I used an old picture of my stepmom! As teenager she worked as a welder with her dad, I thought this picture would be a perfect comparison to the new emoji of a welder since the emoji’s are trying to represent more people everyday (currently they have just woman and men with different hair color and skin tone):
This closeup photo of a worried woman in Kenya is a combination of two photos. It is Aitana Rorcshen, the woman who has just become the Shadow Leopard. This is the moment that she has awakened and is running away form the Cat statue in search of answers.
It is made up of a photo I took from the internet (labeled for reuse with modification) and a photo I took in Kenya! here are the two photos independently:
I had to combine two or more images for this. I needed to show how my character (the Shadow Leopard) would use her power in everyday life. I chose a photo of mine of the UC and an icon of a leopard to have her walking around at night in the shadows. The fact that she is wondering campus should be worrying! Maybe Rama has visited us without our knowing!
I also happened to use the same icon that is in my character’s logo!
Can you spot her?
The logo I made was for my character, Shadow Leopard. This is the logo I imaging used to reference her when people discuss her.
I found it very difficult to get the shadows how I wanted them, and working with a gradient is new to me. But I got the point across that it there is a “shadowy” theme. I used a logo made by parkjisun, on the Noun Project.
Can you guess what movie these icons represent?
I chose these because I think they represent the most iconic (haha) scenes in the film!
This assignment fit my character very well. This clip provides her transition from human to animal. It starts with her jumping from the Cat statue to the ground, gathering her things, then running as fast as she can to get away while at the same time going where she’s forced to go, Electric City. her new power manifests after she starts running, you here her panting turn into a non-human animal’s panting, then she realizes what she has become and roars out of fear and frustration and confusion.
Here I took crops of my friends faces in an order that led up to the tension behind the photo. One friend was left out of the hug and the comic is supposed to show her irritation.
I’m awoken at 6pm every day, my instincts wake me. It is time for me to prowl my city, Electric City… it seems so elegant in the dark… I pass my tools from my archaeologist days, I no longer need them, I have the artifacts’ knowledge ingrained in my memory. I am outside, I feel the hot sparky smell of this modernized dump that has forgotten the importance of the land. However, I bend to the will of the Gods and I protect this place from the psychologists-gone-wrong, or how the TV refers to them: the Psyco-Manipulative Clown Gang (PMCG). PMCG is a group of clinical psychologist used-to-be’s, they used their gift of knowledge to prescribe drugs to people in need, but then they succame to the power in controlling patients minds. Now they’ve run this city into a panic of mind-control. What makes it worse is two of the Clowns had a disagreement and so the group split, creating two subsections. They dress in drag and clown makeup to trigger those who fear clowns (apparently the whole city). The only reason I have gotten so much intel while managing to evaded them was because of the Cat God’s anger, the powers I was cursed with. I can move within shadows, I can control and manipulate their shape allowing me to use them as transportation.
Back to reality: I’m running and jumping across the skyline, I’ve finally figured out a way to end the Clowns. I’ve had a few run-ins with them, on accident, while I was still learning to grasp the powers I have inherited they saw me transform into a beast. I go to the dock as quite as cat. My paws take me down the board walk until I reach the old amusement park. I slink into the shadows. I know the two groups are meeting to discuss the conjoint overthrowing of the city’s government, which wouldn’t be hard except for the fact that the mayor has “some mutation” that prevents the Clowns’ drugs from working on herâthey are not the only ones that understand chemicals. The Clowns are in costume. When I am about 10 feet away one freezes, she warns everyone to stay quite… for they are being hunted. They, fearfully, move back towards the ferris wheel raising their guns. Foolish creatures they are, thinking weapons can stop a cursed soul. I release my claws and let the light expose me. One clown screams, another recognizes me and points yelling that I was the one who stole a batch of drugs. They are right, I took them and created an antidote, I sent them to the mayor. While they are gawking I move my shadows around the back and press a button. The ferris wheel legs blow and the fragile structure falls, trapping all beneath it. One survives to see me fade away, whispering to himself “the leopard, the leopard can control the dark, the shadowsâlet the world know the Shadow Leopard is a killer…”
I am back in a flat at the top of the city in milliseconds. I leave a note for the mayor, telling her the citizens can go back to living their obnoxiously bright lives again, signed, the Shadow Leopard, I think its a good name. I go back to my apartment, ten minutes later I hear the sirens across the city. I have ended my time in this horrid place, now I can fight my own battles. I turn towards the window with only a backpack. Feelings of betrayal are guiding me as I break through the glass, turning into the skyscraper’s shadow, ‘I am coming for you, I am coming for you Rama…’ I think as I fall.
This summer I visited Kenya with my family! We visited many people and saw many animals, so there are many stories to tell. First we stayed at my step-grandparents house in Nairobi, we got to meet some locals and they taught us a few words of Swahili: Jambo=hello, Cariboo=welcome, Sana=very. The first full day we were there we rode in the back of a jeep siting on the “jump-seats”.
We visited Shangalia,
a school that takes in children who have no home or are abandoned on the streets, where they provide shelter and food and education for children from 4/5 to late-teens years.
The third day we went to Nakuru
and saw zebra, giraffe, wildebeest, baboons, gazelles and impalas, the scariest one we saw though was a hippo underwater near our campsite.
We went on a safari the fourth day of the trip to  Lake Nakuru National Park, where a some sort of colorful lizard jumped on my sister,
and we saw the old entrance to the park that had been abandoned due to rising water levels.
I also happened to get sunstroke that day, which was followed by a week of food poisoning. We then went to Laikipia and stayed there for a few nights. We got to experience fly camping and a walk through the land where we climbed a rock that overlooked a heard of elephants. We also each got to ride camels!
I am the body of water, I am any and all. I watch as the children of the earth come and stomp on my waves, as they pour chemicals into my arteries, as they build up structures to restrict my regular movements. I am afraid of how much they have taken from me and my water children. My creatures are taken away by small metal things and are never seen again. The earth children are pouring substances into my heart, poisoning the water beings, killing my beauty. Sometimes one falls in and stays, they sink to the bottom and their body releases new gases that hurt my plants. The earth children have destroyed so much of me, I am fearful I will one day be completely destroyed by their corrosive behaviors…
