McCulloch, Blade Runner - License B88-566 by state808
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I'm playing around with creating a female Blade Runner character. So far, I'm calling her McCulloch. I'll keep adjusting things with her and she may appear in renders in the future. Let me know what you think?
#scifi
#cityscape
#cyberpunk
#blender
#digitalart
#architecture
#neon
#3d
#bladerunner
#buildings
#city
#dystopian
#futuristic
#replicant
#urban
#blade_runner
Comments (5)
Excellent!
Thank you!
Superb!
I appreciate that- thanks a lot!
The night was hot as hell, the humidity like a hot, wet blanket thrown over her shoulders, weighing her down. The rain-soaked streets of New Los Angeles gleamed like polished onyx, reflecting the neon lights that seemed to pierce through the perpetual twilight haze, with only the holographic ads to show that there were actually real-life living people here. She stood outside of her brutalist-block apartment complex, a haze of cigarette smoke curling around her as she gazed out at the city's dismal landscape. Her name is McCullogh, Blade Runner License B88-566 - tasked with tracking down the artificial hearts that beat within rogue replicants.
Her comms device crackled to life, shrill and insistent. She raised it to her ear, a low voice on the other end speaking in urgent tones. It was Gaff, again.
"McCullogh, we have reports of trouble at Freeman Building - B Block. Possible replicant involvement. Two down, one of 'em is a cop. She ran through 'em like they were origami paper."
Her grip on the device tightened, a spark of interest igniting within her. Replicants were her business - specifically those that managed to slip through the cracks and pose a threat to human society. Business had been good lately, too good.
The Freeman Building loomed in my mind's eye: an imposing monolith of glass and steel, its corridors a labyrinth ripe for hiding. If there was one place in this city where the shadows could move unseen, it would be within those walls, probably in the industrial pipe-works that kept the building alive, and the residents only barely.
She exhaled a plume of smoke into the chill night air, weighing her options. She could report back to HQ and await further orders - or take the initiative and bag the little Nexus-6B series infiltrator-model.
As a Blade Runner, there was only one course of action that ever truly sat well with her: to retire her, as the Department's euphemism went. Her mind had already made the decision.
She flicked out her cigarette, eyes narrowing into a determined glare as she mouthed the words to the city night: "Time to earn my keep, I guess."
Oh, and in case I didn't mention, great render. I dig all of your Blade Runner stuff.
Hey thanks a lot man for writing that! It was a lot of fun to read this- you did a marvelous job!
I like her.
Thank you! She is based on a comic character form Blade Runner. I'm going to play around with her style as I go.