This model is a 1970 Plymouth Duster. I owned more than one, also a few Dodge Demons, which are essentially the same car. I liked the body style. This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. I included renders in Obj, 3DS and FBX as well as Direct X. The ZIP file also includes the maps and graphics as shown in the images below. #3DModels #1970PlymouthDuster #Duster #DellSweet #3DS #FBX #OBJ
Marva took a slow sip of her drink, her expression unreadable. “Midnight’s risky, Robbie. The place is usually crawling with people that late.” Her voice was flat, devoid of any emotion, a stark reflection of her hardened exterior. Years spent surviving in the unforgiving landscape of the city’s underbelly had honed her survival instincts, turning her into a creature of stark pragmatism. She had seen too much death, too much violence, to afford herself the luxury of fear or sentimentality. #Crime #Fiction #KU #Readers #Thriller #Kindle #Audible #Series
The air hung thick and heavy, a humid blanket clinging to the skin even in the pre-dawn chill. The city, normally a cacophony of distant sirens and rumbling traffic, was unusually quiet, punctuated only by the rhythmic tremor that vibrated through the very foundations of the buildings… #Crime #Fiction #KU #Readers #Thriller #Kindle #Audible #Series
He hadn’t changed much. Still the same lean build, the same unsettlingly calm demeanor that had always made me both wary and fascinated. His eyes, though, held a sharper glint, a honed edge that spoke of survival in a world even harsher than the one behind bars. He was a predator, disguised in the sheep’s clothing of a casual acquaintance, and the way he sat at the bar, radiating an aura of dangerous nonchalance, sent a chill down my spine… #Crime #Fiction #KU #Readers #Thriller #Kindle #Audible
The air hung thick and heavy, a miasma of stale cigarette smoke, cheap weed, and something else… something indefinably rotten. It clung to the peeling wallpaper, to the stained mattress shoved against the wall, to the very fabric of the room itself. This wasn’t just a dilapidated apartment in Harlem; it was a tomb, a suffocating cage built from neglect and despair. Rose-Lee, her eyes sharp and assessing, took it all in, the grime, the shadows, the sense of impending doom that settled like a shroud. Across the room, Alice huddled beneath a threadbare blanket, her eyes wide and fearful, a stark contrast to Rose-Lee’s steely gaze.
Dollar, their captor, paced like a caged animal. His movements were jerky, unpredictable, fueled by the relentless buzz of crack cocaine coursing through his veins. Sweat beaded on his forehead, his eyes darted nervously, reflecting the paranoia that gripped him. He wasn’t just high; he was unraveling, a frayed rope threatening to snap at any moment. The air crackled with his volatile energy, a palpable tension that tightened the already suffocating atmosphere. He muttered to himself, a stream of incoherent ramblings punctuated by the occasional curse, his voice a low growl that vibrated in the confined space.
The apartment was a testament to urban decay. The paint peeled from the walls in ragged strips, revealing layers of grime beneath. The floorboards groaned underfoot, a symphony of creaks and sighs that mirrored the building’s slow, agonizing decline. A single bare bulb hung precariously from the ceiling, casting harsh shadows that danced and writhed across the walls, creating an unsettling, almost hallucinatory effect. The air was thick with the scent of mildew and decay, a constant reminder of the neglect and squalor that had overtaken this once-proud building.
Outside, the city roared, a cacophony of sirens, car horns, and distant shouts. The sounds filtered through the thin walls, a stark contrast to the oppressive silence within. It was a constant, jarring reminder of the world beyond their prison walls, a world they desperately longed to return to. But escape seemed impossible, a distant, unattainable dream. Dollar’s unpredictable moods and the ever-present threat of violence made any attempt at escape fraught with deadly risks.
Rose-Lee’s mind, however, worked tirelessly, a relentless engine churning through possibilities. She was a survivor, honed by the harsh realities of the streets, possessing a cunning intelligence that belied her youthful appearance. She studied Dollar’s every move, looking for weaknesses, for cracks in his fragile composure. She observed the way he clutched his drugs, the tremor in his hands, the wild gleam in his eyes. It was a dance of predator and prey, a silent battle of wills played out in the confines of their crumbling apartment.
The Pokerface Cuda takes a ride through the desert world track. #DesertWorld #PokerFace #Cuda I built this to look like the series car, it was destroyed at the end of the series, almost made me cry. This is a 1968 Plymouth Barracuda…
This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. #3DCarModel #directx #dellsweet #lopoly #landscape #3ddesign #3droad #3DLand #dellsweet
This is a 1969 Plymouth Barracuda. I never owned one, but I did have the opportunity to by one for $75.00 bucks with a perfect body and blown engine. The things I passed up back in the 70s, makes me wonder. This model is in a zip file, it includes renders in 3DS, FBX, OBJ and, of course, Direct X. it includes the graphic files with the UV work done for you, to make the model appear as it does in the photos and the video.
This is a 1971 Plymouth Barracuda. These cars were so popular back in the seventies. There were several even in the small town I grew up in. I never owned one, but I did like the way they looked. I still gravitated to the Plymouth Duster instead of the Cuda.
This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. #3DCarModel #directx #dellsweet #lopoly #landscape #3ddesign #3droad #3DLand #dellsweet
This is a Crown Vic Donk car. I decided to make this model after I made the Donk van, because someone asked me to. I thought, okay, simple, but no. I had already built a Crown Vic but making it a Donk was a pain that took all day to do even with the actual model made. This model is designed and rendered in Direct X. The ZIP file also includes the maps and graphics as shown in the images below and converted versions in 3DS, FBX and OBJ. It comes in two colors, red Metalica and Green Metalica.
