New Contest: Codex Art Refresh

[(PSN)CaptClapCheeks]

Well... i tried xD

[NineKnives]

===INTRODUCTION===

Allllllll right! Time to try my hand at this! Right! So, I stink at, you know, real art, but I enjoy writing. The definition of an artistic medium is the substance with which an artist makes art, so I don't think I'm stretching it too far to call words my medium.

 

According to the rules: "A Tenno Awoken- You've finally been called to the fight. Are you prepared? Have you awoken in a free-fall state, or do you open your eyes to the burning sun surrounded by forests? Are you face-to-face with an enemy, or among your fellow comrades? You decide!" To me, that sounds like the moment a Tenno wakes up after the long sleep, the cryosleep, not just any ol' wake up. So, I'm working with that mindset.

 

"Post your theme-inspired art in this thread for judging! Don’t be afraid to think outside the box as you depict your masterpiece!" I believe I'm thinking VERY far outside the box with this one. First off, it's primarily a vignette, and second off, it's two-part. There's also a wallpaper piece I made firstly to compliment the story, and secondly in case the story doesn't count as an entry. It's an edited screenshot I took, so it's not someone else's work. I'm not intending these to be two separate entries; They are two halves of the same entry. Illustration and flavor description, if you want to look at it that way.

 

===Story===

“Wake up, Tenno.”

 

“SSSSZZZZHHHH!” A flock of birds fled, screaming, as the hydraulic hiss of escaping gasses broke the stillness of the terrestrial dawn, the moss-encrusted edges of the pod lid separating with a grating creak. For several moments, nothing stirred the air but the softly wafting breeze tugging gently at a swirl of mist drifting slowly from the open-mouthed pod.

 

And then came a gasp of air, like the first breath of a new-born child, a child of flesh and alloy, breaking free from a cold and heartless womb of icy slumber, birthed into a new and unfamiliar world.

 

The figure sat up, chest thrust forward in exertion as long-dormant lungs sucked in great breaths of muggy swamp air, clawed hands clutching wildly at the edges of its stasis pod. After satisfying its burning chest's need for fresh oxygen, the figure rose shakily to its feet, donning the gleaming helmet placed beside it in the pod.

 

Standing erect, at attention, the awakened figure waited for orders. One, two, five minutes passed, and... Nothing. Slowly the figure relaxed, shaking the last remnants of saline and nitrous from its system, considering the situation. “I am... Tenno,” he said at last. The name threw a whirlwind of memories through Tenno's still-waking brain, memories of a hundred wars, a thousand spent lives, the cold embrace of the Void and the even colder intellect of those who lay beyond... And the Orokin, the great masters of art and science, those who had enslaved the once-mighty Tenno race, harnessing the awesome power gifted by the Void into frames of armor, and sending the Tenno to war... A war they could not win.

 

But what then? Try as he might, the warrior could not remember. He looked down at his hands, flexing them, and watching as thousands of infinitesimal subcircuts and nanoscopic plates shifted over his muscles and tendons, rippling like a second skin. The Orokin's hold on his mind was gone. Yet, their presence still remained, a testament to their once-mighty knowledge. He looked back up at the pod. They had disposed of him. Why? And why here? And why, now, had he awoken?

 

“Tenno.” The warrior stood to attention, listening intently to the voice filtering in through his helmet. A familiar voice, yet somehow strange, an echo of his past. “You will have questions. What you were is unimportant. What you will be is to be seen. What you are now is a possibility. There are others, Tenno, and you will join them, if you have the will to survive.”

 

“Who are you?” Tenno asked, his voice husky and mouth dry.

 

“I am Lotus.” Before Tenno could speak, Lotus' voice chattered again in his helm. “Hurry, Tenno, there are Infested coming. A ship was sent to retrieve you, but it was too slow. The only option was premature awakening. Whether or not you survive this encounter is up to you.”

 

The Lotus' voice cut out, and Tenno merely stood, pondering these words. Infested? Lotus? Nothing made any sense. But then, on the battlefield, sometimes that was the case.

 

CRUNCH! SNAP! Tenno whirled, sinking into a ready stance, taloned hands spread wide, his mind reacting swiftly to the noise in the underbrush. Looking around, he noted his pod was located inside some kind of mechanical ruin, a broken-down outpost which might prove useful in defending his position. As the first of his enemies bounded into view, Tenno dropped into a crouch, instinctively reaching for the hikou at his hips, hurling a barrage of glimmering steel at the creature even as it sprang at his throat.

 

The throwing stars, guided by microscopic biocomputational adjustments before they even left Tenno's lithe fingers, severed the Infested's arm and throat, causing it to gurgle and stumble and fall face-first to the ground. Tenno sprung forward in a diving roll, checking his enemy for a pulse. To his disgust, Tenno's onboard computer identified the creature as infected with a virus of Orokin origin. “Just like them,” he muttered to himself before rising. He reached behind and patted the rifle hanging from his shoulder, previously unnoticed, but which had jarred him as he rolled. Instinctively he jerked open the magazine and shoved in a handful of alloy bolts, the contents of a pouch on his waist, snapping the rifle shut with a decisive CLANG.

 

He finished just in time, for enemies soon began flopping and stumbling in through multiple entrances, forcing Tenno to fire wildly while retreating in order to avoid being cornered. Bolt after bolt sailed through the air, burying itself deep in the putrid flesh of Tenno's enemies, until finally the rifle's chamber clicked on empty and a notification informed him of his need to find a new clip.

 

Tenno slung the rifle over his shoulder and reached down for the last of his hikou, but an unseen arm punched forward from the shadows, striking Tenno in the side, snapping a rib and slamming him down against the curve of the cryopod. Tenno groaned and held his wound even as Orokin nanoforms began healing the damage, soothing the pain and restoring osteocytes at an incredible rate. His heart sank as a huge, lumbering alien being with glowing red eyes stomped into the clearing, flanked on either side by several chattering minions. Tenno frantically threw his arm over the side of the pod, rummaging around for anything which might be of some use. The giant alien lifted its arm again, preparing for a killing blow...

SSHHHHINK! Tenno paused dramatically for just a moment, body crouched low to the ground, mighty Galatine blade held, fully extended, in one hand, his other palm outstretched in completion of a perfect three-point stance. Green alien blood slid quietly off the edge of the blade, as the alien itself screamed a keening wail into the sky, armless, its minions cowering at its side.

 

Tenno stood, swirling what he now remembered to be his personal weapon through the air before resting it on an armored shoulder. “Right then,” he muttered, half to himself. “Who's next?” Legs which only minutes before had lain frozen in a miasma of icy gas suddenly clenched and expanded, stimulated by a million bioelectrical probes, launching Tenno forward at an incredible speed to slice and slash the Infested apart with a blade harder than diamond and stronger than steel, a killing machine of incredible power and chilling alacrity.

 

But soon Tenno realized the odds were against him. Many more of the hulking brutes assailed him, each as mighty as the last, each leading another wave of smaller—but no less deadly—enemies. Finally Tenno placed the Galatine on his back alongside the rifle, his artificially-strengthened back not the least bowed under the weight, and crouched low, arms crossed in front of him. “Tenno Precept: Ash Four. Blade Storm.” Glistening knives of Orokin alloy, previously sheathed in Tenno's own bones, snapped forward on biomechanical drivers and dripped a single drop of dark blood which spattered to the ground to either side, each filled with a unique Orokin virus designed to feed on Tenno's DNA, replicating at an unfathomable speed into identical clones of the glowering warrior, each with the same thought in its mind: Kill everything.

 

With the synchronization born of a linked mind, the three aspects of Tenno leaped forward, the precept unlocking special drivers unique to the Ash-Type Warrior Framework, or Warframe, causing the trio's muscles and precision to temporarily skyrocket, allowing them to perform vicious acrobatic feats any other warrior could only imagine. Necks snapped, spines ruptured, sparks and blood flew through the air, and Tenno remained unscathed.

 

After only a few short seconds, Tenno dropped to the ground, blades retracting into his arms once more, breathing heavily. His clones did the same before crumbling—aptly—to ashes, completely burnt out after even a brief stint as the conduits of a biotechnological miracle of engineering. Tenno checked the readout in his helmet, noting the critically-low energy levels. He wouldn't be able to pull off another precept any time soon, even a basic one. Thankfully, it didn't seem as if he'd need to. All around, the Infested lay dead or bleeding out on the metallic floor of the clearing.

 

Suddenly, the WHOOSH! of engines filled the morning air, and Tenno shaded his eyes as a ship hovered close overhead, dropping four figures to the ground. One, apparently the leader, stepped forward. “Looks like he did just fine,” she said, her husky voice barking through Tenno's helmet. “Hey, good job, new guy. Don't worry, we'll answer any questions you have on the way back to base.” She strode forward and clapped the blood-splattered hero on the shoulder. “Good morning, brother.”

 

She turned, gesturing for him to follow, and all five Tenno boarded the ship, leaving behind nothing but a slaughter, a still-steaming but now-empty cryopod, and a flock of birds, settling down to feast on the carnage left behind. And then, nothing, but the stillness and solitude of the empty, terrestrial dawn.

 

===Image===

 

Thanks for hosting the contest, and good luck to my fellow con-Tenno-stants!

 

EDIT: Hosted on DA for better quality.

Edited June 5, 2014 by NineKnives

[Syncrasis]

"You build nothing! All you do is destroy!"

Alad V will forever be my favorite.
IGN: Syncrasis

Edited June 9, 2014 by Syncrasis

[stormevo]

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Edited June 5, 2014 by stormevo

[BloodCarnival]

I'm doing one and not know if will be fine

As long as you're not doing a GIF then you should be fine. And be sure to follow the rules:

 

Rules:

One submission per user.

Image must relate to the theme given (A Tenno Awoken).

Must be Warframe related and appropriate for the community forums.

Must be your original work- please don’t use other people’s images.

The image must include your alias.

Entries can be in your native language.

Do NOT reserve posts in this thread.

Any submission that doesn’t follow these rules will be disqualified!

Edited June 5, 2014 by BloodCarnival

[Enker]

 

"Autumn's Wake." Oberon awakens in an autumn forest on Earth, called from his sleep by another Tenno.

 

Done in Gmod 13 and edited in GIMP. If you look carefully you can see Excalibur Prime sitting upon the fallen log in the center of the shot. Made with the div_foliage addon, the de_forest map, and the tenno packs by the ever talented NikouT. All credit to Garry Newman and Digital Extremes.

 

I'm a PC player by the IGN of Enker.

 

(Edit: Added IGN to picture)

Edited June 5, 2014 by Enker

[(PSN)GoD_zlLLA]

IGN- GoD_ZlLLA(PS4)

 

 

As we await the next arrival....

[CombatTeddy]

Final stretch best of luck everyone. :3

[True_Sky]

[codekillah]

Wake Up Tenno!!!

 

[RadiantProxy]

Please, everyone, read the rules carefully. I see a lot of good submissions, but there is one flaw:

 

"The image must include your alias."

 

"The image must include your alias."

 

Stop right there, write your alias on the image and proceed. Ok?

[(PSN)TheMaestroNoob_]

I did it! 

Main idea of my art is... be woken up in dangerous moment, so this is moment can be deadly for Excalibur...

 

  

Edited June 7, 2014 by (PS4)TheMaestroNoob_

[Rashja]

 

Really wish I could draw 

u can draw =p if u like to then practice more, its the only way. you'll be surprised and amazed at how much easier it gets.

[TechArcher360]

When you finally leave your sleep and enter reality, full of hope. Only to discover that the war has only started. In front of your closed eyes.

[Balika97]

Edited June 5, 2014 by Balika97

[TarusTheWolf]

Well, took me about 4 hours to draw this one, but still not bad as for me. Yep,kinda scratchy and weird comic-anime looking, but i've hope that this will do. Signature is in upper right.

 

First things started off as simple defense mission, nothing really special. Grineer troopers had found another Tenno cryopod, we've come to take it back. But later, suddenly, Corpus technicians and elite soldiers came after him. What did they wanted from this Tenno, even without his Warframe on him? Maybe, he is not usual Tenno? Maybe, he knows something, that we don't? Lotus told us to protect him at all cost, as always. But i had a feeling that something is different with this one. We've continued to defend the pod. And then, in the middle of a battle...

He opened his glowing eyes...

 

[turbinea]

Here is my attempt, hope you like it.

EDIT: Damn, I just realized that i posted wrong version :( This is how it is supposed to look like.

 

Old, half finished version is still here, for clarity purposes.

Edited June 6, 2014 by turbinea

[Satalis]

 

Open your eyes!

Edited June 5, 2014 by Satalis

[Ferreus_Butcher]

Edited June 5, 2014 by Demon_Prime

[RayCarson]

[akhrz_med]

IGN: akhrz_med

 

-awakening-

 

[Lif_ZHAO_WARRIOR]

I am a chinese and can not speak english very well, I draw is that I imagined he has a strong strength, and be ready to fight hope you like 

[3044Smike]

This is a picture of a drawing that I did entirely by hand based off of screen shots and images from the codex and as usual I messed up the lotus symbol.

 

So after going through and looking at all the other submissions, I feel i have a 50% chance to get in the top 20, and i think there is only 30 submissions at this point sooo... meh oh well here's my submission anyway.

 

 

Shadows of Awakening:  The war against the Grineer and Corus is becoming desperate, new troops are needed the Lotus begins opening Cryopods, this unlucky fellow just happened to be on the ceiling.

 

Edited June 5, 2014 by 3044Smike

[4ever4gotin]

 

Well, this was certainly fun, alot more than the MS paint challenge xD.

 

Decided to have Trinity or Neckros pull you out of sleep.

 

Tried to make it look like a fortune teller's card, I might re-size this and make it a book mark ^^

 

Really liking some of the earlier entries, too early to call out winners cause we got a week left, but DAMN I'm going to need some new pants.

 

My submission is above but here is the flip side

 

 

[Mysticue]

Took me so very long oddly enough, but here is my attempt. (Posing Warframe Ragdolls in Garry's Mod is really hard)

Edited June 5, 2014 by Mysticue