#and the character design and the world building and the Lore

[paper-possum-party-pal]

Meet The Narrator!

And it appears that there are two other characters to unlock in this lineup!

I’ll give you all the lore for main tsp AU once I reveal the design for the final character, but for now you get to learn about my Narrator!

The Narrator is a being known as an Informis Voxumis that has spent years observing humanity. The Narrator and other beings like him do not have natural physical forms, they’re just a voice/consciousness stretched across planes of dimensions and reality. This existence intersecting these planes can allow them to build physical forms for themselves, but it’s incredibly difficult to do so considering the matter that needs to be pieced together in a functional manner. It’s a miracle that The Narrator would eventually manage to pull it off. Informis Voxumis, or ‘Voices’ for something simpler, existed across the galaxy since near the beginning of time, but their numbers have dwindled to the point that The Narrator and his two cohorts have only interacted with each other, and while there’s still probably more out there, it’s unli they’ll ever meet. There are two more Entities similar to the Informis Voxumis that are also watching over Earth and the three Voices, but that’s a story for another day.

The Narrator’s Bio!

(The Narrators fear and disdain for humanity is completely warranted. Not only are living things, to him, gross meat things that do awful gross stuff, but intelligent mortal beings are fully capable of killing or controlling the Informis Voxumis. How? Oh I definitely totally remember how and am certainly not stalling to tell you when I figure it out)

After spending years watching humanity The Narrator begins to grow bored, and while he’s weary about interacting with any aspect of Earth, he’s become insatiably curious. The Narrator gets the clever idea (in his opinion) to create a human and place it in a little sandbox he’s created to study the idiosyncrasies of humanity.

This is the start of The Parable.

Unfortunately for The Narrator, he doesn’t really know what he’s doing and while he thinks he’s making a completely original human, he’s actually plucked the recently deceased soul of one Stanley and has begun fiddling around with it. The original Stanley is mostly lost in this process, and beyond the few remanents left of Stanley, he is nothing more than a shell of what he once was, so at first he doesn’t really do much. The Narrator then has to tweak Stanley until he can move around, understand orders, etc. This creates a new Stanley with no memories of the past beyond what the Narrator has shoved into him for his character. This new Stanley starts out curious and optimistic, but you know how the story goes by now. He loses that optimism, starts doing everything he can to go against and irritate The Narrator, and they start butting heads. This begins their on again off again friendship and rivalry.

I’m still deciding when in the timeline it happens exactly, but The Narrator eventually makes his human form, partly to prove that he’s better than humanity and that he’d make a great human. Another repressed part of him did it because he was curious and lonely, and the most repressed part of him did it because he noticed how lonely, depressed, and touch starved Stanley was becoming. He doesn’t use it for a long time after making it, he hides it and doesn’t tell Stanley, but eventually he’s given the push he needed to try it out and finally greet Stanley in person.

He is immediately punched in the face.

Stanley doesn’t apologize, which is warranted, but that’s the moment they really start over and try to get along better.

That’s one(ish?) part done. Sorry if I’ve rambled on too much or if it’s disjointed. I’m honestly not used to writing things down like this and I needed to put what I had in my head out into the world. I’ll probably write a more comprehensive document or something, maybe answer questions, idk. It probably doesn’t help that there are certain aspects of this AU that I’m still trying to develop. I’ll need to make a separate things so I can make it clear exactly what’s going on with Stanley.

One final note, my Narrator does share a human name with one of @shinakazami1 Narrator’s from her lovely Ao3 fic “Destiny Surely Likes to Play Tricks” that she made with Taking_L’s. I wanted to make sure they got proper credit, and if you haven’t read it already, you really should! I’ll be posting a link to the fic separately since this post is already long enough.

Congrats if you managed to wade through my idea speghetti, good job! And thanks for all your lovely words in my last posts, it really makes my day!

The first image but without the character shadows

[devilsskettle]

i think i'm finally gonna read house of leaves wish me luck

[bleakbarrows]

[c-rose2081]

Princess Ariadne Nevaeh Rose-Corleone

Though it’s not her favorite thing, Ariana is still a (spare) Princess of her country. It’s a very tiny country, but still a country nonetheless. And when Coventry is included in any formal affair alongside Auroria, they show, because of course they do. Ariana had to get her taste for dramatics somewhere.

The colors of Coventry are yellow and teal, their precious metal is silver, and their gemstone is the white diamond. Their symbol is that of the Mockingbird (a bird that is well known for mimicking the songs of others) and the Pegasus (the symbol of King Jedrick’s home Kingdom of Aalidonia, of which he is second to the throne).

The royal family of Coventry includes: Queen Rhea, King Jedrick, Prince Adonis, and Princess Ariadne.

Their main export is an exquisite array of wine (some of the best in Auradon), as well as other agriculture like grapes, hops and barley. Though small, Coventry is quite lush and profitable as a territory, and is very popular with tourists and honeymooners for its beautiful vineyards, rivers, and wine tasting.

Ariana has a love hate relationship with her home. She loves it dearly, having spent much of her childhood exploring the rolling fields and running amongst the vines while the staff picked grapes. But there’s also a lot of hurt embedded in her, as her parents always wanted a son, putting their new baby boy above everything in their hearts, including her. She has no scorn towards Coventry itself, nor any towards her people. But she has a lot of spite and a lot of hatred for her mother, father, and brother, making returning for long periods of time a painful and difficult experience.

[greenapplespider]

Magic Type: Storm/Ether

A unique affinity; perhaps an outgrowth of a more basic lightening type. With a spatial sub affinity of unmatched talent. A stand out even among the globalistic class. If he had been more likable, as a human, he would have had more political success.

Jeffery is the type of guy that if left to his own devices would have nothing but a bed, two changes of clothes max, and nothing else

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Did a painting of Jeffery that’s taken me over a week lol. Finally moved into my house so things will be a bit slow going for a bit. Hopefully write up and post some more world building and soon.

[hydrasquadd]

Alpine playing with Summer

As the group's official nester, Alpine is tasked with caring for the new cubs while their parents are busy. With Summer's wings fully unfurled, he can be quite the energetic handful.

Sorrel inspecting a strange new addition

The cub litter was used to being the only little ones in the nursery. However that changed when one night Aither came back from his travels with a new object. He said it was an egg. Something the cubs had never seen before. It was abandoned in the forest, and he rescued it. Usually feywings are live born, so this must be a feyvolx egg. They watch it carefully for any movement.

[headfullof-ideas]

I’d like to mention that I’m not just expanding on other regions of the world. On characters and their dynamics with one another in this crazy project of a crossover that I’m doing. I’m also expanding on the dragons themselves. Playing around with the fact that they’re like people, and not all people are good. Some people just really, genuinely suck. But the thing this post is about is to showcase all the dragons who I am adding depth and lore to that we didn’t see in the films. Or the games. Because I am bringing in dragons from the games. So to all the School of Dragons players (RIP, that game was my childhood), here are the dragons from the games that I am bringing into this story (that I can immediately think of, especially since there’s a ten photo limit) (pictures supplied by Rise of Berk)

And then dragons that showed up in the films/shows that I’m adding lore to that wasn’t in the films/shows

It’s going to be so much fun (adding this after doing tags HOLY CRAP I FOUDN THE TAG LIMIT)

[doragonlw]

Tense early days

When Rellatos first met Rayne she was pretty distrusting of him. Thanks to living in a fighting ring for several years, she had grown used to treating every single person as a threat and was very aggressive towards anyone that got too close.

It took Rellatos a long time to build up any trust with her, and prove that he only had the intention of helping her. Getting too close to her was always a risky buisness, especially since she had the strength to rip limbs off.

[rose-of-strangers]

Been working on some character designs

These all are a few members of a powerful group in Codwalion (a continent in Adraton, our fantasy world)

Codwalion is plagued by invasion of outerplaner beings, these few are a big part of its line of defense against those surprise invasions

[mangovonjuicius]

Sea Angel

[evolxe-domain]

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[puffpastrycrimewatch]

I drew a few of my fictional races....I got tired I'll doodle the rest of the races next time (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ

(I wasn't gonna post this at first but screw it!!)

So Reindeer's are natural born hunters, they like to use their prey like features to lure predators, they mostly hunt brugmansia's monsters and help make sure forests are safe for their kin, they really dislike the Goddess Brugmansia and Erklings. The Raindeer are known to not worship any god.

Erklings are folk that live and breathe the wilderness, they can live for as long as a tree can, their skin resembles the grooves and color of a tree. they were born in Brugmansia's image to look like her children. They worship Brugmansia and Tentsosra, and have a feud with the Reindeer folk for hunting down Brugmansia's creatures.

Imps are refugees of Gahenna, they were forced to leave their home when an unknown evil was threatening their lives, they mainly blame this event on another race called the Vacuus, who were imps until they were cursed to never see the faces of their loved ones. Imps have forked tongues and a poisonous bite, their skin color varies from red, blue and yellow.(mixed babies skin can be different like red and blue baby would be purple)

[anothereldritchsnake]

A lil unfinished, the upper drawing that is, but my big ol mutant Kaiju humanoid momma,(like 16 ft tall), she's a part of some lore that I'm slowly building up and working on (basically the same world as Glut-Gutz), and yeah she does have kids, just haven't drawn them yet. her name's Jenny. OC Loreshit: She lives in one of the very decimated cities that H.M.K.'s tend to live in if they one: have too much eldritch kaiju radiation, or two: that's really the only place for heavily mutated H.M.K.'S to live in cause the governments are too busy trying to rebuild decimated cities and left those affected by it long term to live there with some kind of money where they get bi-monthly or the so-called 'H.M.K inclusion homes', but because she too big to fit in most of them (note: they are usually accommodated for H.M.K.'s that are roughly around the 7-9 ft ratio aka 213-274 cm. the government hasn't really increase the funding for the scientist research for H.M.K.s), so she decides to live in some rubble that she made to fit more suited and comfortable for her and her children. the winters are rough but it's nothing she can't handle, she also has a job as 'pest control' for the medium-big M.K.F.s' that causes problems for other families who live there and can't really deal with them themselves; so she after she deals with them, she gets paid in offered services, food, or 'hunting grounds' where she can 'deal with' other M.K.F. (a girl gotta eat) (H.M.K means Humanoid Mutated Kaiju, and M.K.F means Mutated Kaiju Fauna)

yall can ask me questions on this world if yall are interested, but it will be a little limited until I can make more but I'm open to suggestions.

[honeyed-pines]

PART 1 of my project on mapping out regional variations in the people of Shili, also known as the togruta!

For even more detail, read below!

Shili is home to a variety of coastal communities, ranging from freshwater, to wetlands, to oceans, to small islands whose populations have remained more genetically isolated. Many of the traits seen in individuals of these regions were developed to help them become the best fishermen and swimmers of the planet.

Their most defining features are the larger, smooth markings across their bodies that can be broken down into thin stripes, much like some of the aquatic life they hunt. Combined with their often more horizontal montrals and shorter lekku, it is hard to mistake someone who hails from these communities.

The one shown in this example is wearing a traditional loin piece that has been worn by his people for generations and is based on the Maro and similar Polynesian styles.

Often host to people from all over their planet or other planets in nearby systems, the ocean regions have begun to develop a bit of a tourism industry. Of course, many of the communities who have lived and fished those waters for centuries are now pushing back on the change in local culture. Many of the oldest villages on Shili are found on these coasts and still hold their traditions very close to their hearts.

This design mainly based off of small physiological adaptations that different groups would develop over periods of time in certain climates and ecosystems. Many modern togruta may have a combination of traits from different regions in their appearance and this is related to the gradual globalization of the planet and its cultures.

Hope you enjoyed and keep an eye out for more variations!!

[c-rose2081]

Natalie B. Nitrokoff (Haunted Mansion OC)

I don’t need another Haunted Mansion OC, but that’s never stopped me before XD

Natalie is the daughter of Alexander Nitrokoff (the dynamite guy in the portrait room). She has a fondness for arson and pyrotechnics, and is well known around the Mansion for causing issues with things that are easy to combust.

Nat’s lore:

Alexander Nitrokoff never wanted a daughter. He wanted a son; someone strong to one day take over his multi-billion dollar dynamite business. He considered his rambunctious daughter burdensome, and his first wife had passed suddenly, leaving him without the son that he wanted. Embarrassed by the thought of a woman one day inheriting his business, Alexander decided that the only way to fix his life was to start fresh with a new, more supple woman. He sold Natalie off to mining camp in rural Arizona, trading her for only two pounds of copper and a bottle of bourbon.

She was fourteen.

The only way Natalie could’ve kept her somewhat luxurious lifestyle was marrying the man who now owned her. She refused his advances so many times, he stripped her down to nothing and tossed her into the copper mines to work her life away. The mining camp was a hard and cruel place. Natalie pulled her weight as a dynamite rat—the most dangerous job in the camp. She would wiggle into tight crevasses and parts of tunnels older or bigger miners couldn’t, placing dynamite lay-lines and nearly getting crushed or stuck in the process. She lost her eye when a tube exploded prematurely, almost dying if not for the camp who finally stepped in to make sure she didn’t.

For years Natalie toiled underground, going completely blind in her bad eye and partially blind in the other from working in total darkness. Though they mined for copper, over the years Natalie discovered small deposits of silver which she dug from the rocks with her bare hands and squirreled away. At the age of twenty five she finally had enough silver to buy her freedom and a single train ticket to kickstart her search for her father and his new family.

It took a bit of time to track down Alexander, who had three sons, two daughters and had remarried once more. He was living in what would eventually become the mansion, but not before Natalie would set fire to it one night, killing every family member inside as she watched the man who destroyed her life burn. She would not return to the mansion again until after her death, having lived a meager, difficult rest of her life fraught with medical issues, PTSD, and a tickle for arson. She would die young at age 29 from black-lung caused by her childhood underground.

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I’ll be drawing her ghostly form soon. I imagine she doesn’t linger much with the other spirits in the house, preferring to keep to herself. If you have any questions or suggestions for her character, let me know :3 I’d love to hear them!

[greenapplespider]

lil sketch dump of Romulus and William from the graphic novel I’m planning, Blood in Moderation (they can both do math 😰)