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Was once again possessed by the urge to sketch so, presenting the reason Vincent "Why are your shoes on the bed?" Solaire broke covert years ago: Ayl [he/she] (aka "Lovely")
This design was a long time coming and I'm honestly in love with how he came out. She's Vincent's overly curious boyfriend and I adore her for it.
[Quick Stats]
-Mixed Afro-Carribean (Turkish + Bahamian)
-6'1" to Vincent's 5'10"
-Bigender as well as Intersex (Enjoys "contradictory" descriptions like "He's Vincent's girlfriend")
-Dropped the 2nd a in his name when he began transitioning as a way to give new meaning to it while remaining connected
-Prior to everything, she worked house management/as an usher for venues (Late hours + Comfortable w/ strangers = Stumbling across Vincent that fateful night)
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Is the phonecall bit at the beginning, with voice acting ,of the demo there still in the newest update or no? I always love hearing Cameron and Deja (especially always replaying to hear Cam,,,) at the beginning but this time I didn't so I was just wondering 👉👈
Not this time! But it will be in the extended demo. We had to do some new takes and some additional ones! Likeeeeeee the cast’s introduction scene in game :3
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hellooo (人*´∀`)。* your writing complements hozier lyrics so well omg
this idea has been sitting in my brain since i read the sebek shrike fic, but idia and a scenario inspired by abstract (psychopomp)...
the singer's acceptance of the inevitability of death contrasted to his lover's empathy and want to comfort a soul that recently passed makes the brainrot go brrr
this is just. my favourite ask ever <33 hozier is inspo for sm that i write and i’ve been meaning to write something for unreal unearth for a while. i love your idea, it fits so well with idia
The death of his brother shattered any remaining ounce of optimism left in him, leaving Idia apathetic to everyone’s fates, including his own. It’s easier this way; to accept that the world is cruel and there is nothing that can be done to make things better. No use fighting or hoping or loving because nothing he does matters. He can’t change his past or his future, no matter how hard he wishes or prays to whatever higher power he can bring himself to believe in for even a moment.
Never hoping means never being disappointed. Never loving means never getting hurt. Idia’s been resigned to his solitude; why should he bother caring about anything when it will inevitably only bring about more suffering and despair? Why shouldn’t he shut himself away from the world, not giving himself the chance to hope and be hurt?
Why do you hope, in spite of everything?
You know it will die, and yet you cry. You know it will die, and yet you care. It doesn’t make sense to him- the raccoon’s fate is inevitable, and you know this.
Why are you upset, when this is the way of things; when you knew what would happen from the moment you encountered it suffering by the roadside?
Why waste your love on such a hopeless, pitiful creature? One with its fate sealed, no energy left to fight to change its future.
He’s stunned as he watches you remove your jacket to pick up the poor thing, cradling it in your lap as it shivers and heaves. You pay no mind to the dirt or blood it drags onto you.
You make no move to transport the dying creature; you know there’s nothing left to do but-
As Idia watches you stroke your fingers gently through the fur on its head, he’s reminded of when you’d comforted him through another bout of anxiety and spiralling about his future.
No matter how much he’d wished he could shut up, he couldn’t stop babbling to you about his inevitable fate - how it would make even the few things he cared about meaningless. How you would leave him, how your relationship was just him dragging you down and wasting your time. All the things he’d hoped to keep bottled up forever came gushing out.
You’d held him in silence, just as you did for the raccoon now. You’d scolded him for thinking you’d leave, but it wasn’t that sentiment which brought you to tears.
It was when you started admonishing him for saying your relationship could be a waste. He was shaken by the way the drops streamed down your cheeks, your voice remaining steady even as you told him that love was never a waste. That no matter what happened between you and him, that you would never regret loving him.
Just as Idia believes there’s no chance for him to change his future, he believes it was inevitable for him to fall in love with you. He wanted to fight it; not to care, especially about someone so different from him. Someone who still had hope, who challenged his apathy.
It’s hard for him to watch you get hurt by this creature, just as it’s hard for him to watch you get hurt by himself.
With its last bit of energy, the racoon lifts it’s head slightly to peer up at you. It no longer squirms or writhes in pain; there’s a sort of peace to the look in its eyes.
Idia understands the look. He’d felt it himself when you’d held him. You could do nothing to change anyone’s fate, and yet you still fought with everything you could to bring them comfort and make the inevitable as gentle as possible.
He doesn’t know why you care, but he can admit to himself that he’s glad that you do. When you entangle your hand into his, he knows things will not change, but having you by his side makes all the difference.
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