#decopunk

[110789angle]

After watching a series called DIGMAN! when the group is looking for Amelia Earhart's body or mystery beyond the skies, but got caught dieselpunk or decopunk aircraft plane.

[47ness]

Batmobile, 1889 edition

art by @47ness

[vivianwrite]

WIP Intro: When In Erebus 💡

[Image description: A nine-image moodboard for a story. Top left: An electric gas discharge tube filled with helium, glowing bright purple. Top centre: The skyline of New York City in stark black and white. Top right: The inside of a toolbox. Centre left: A train pulling into a station (black and white). Centre: The title of the story, “When In Erebus”, on a dark yellowish background. Centre right: An airship flying over Capitol Hill (black and white). Bottom left: A staircase with Art Deco designs next to a light orange wall. Bottom centre: A construction crane at night (black and white). Bottom right: Orange fireworks turning red at the tips. End ID.]

Summary:

In an alternate Earth where luminiferous aether theory proved true, humanity has created cloaking devices that work by sucking the aether out of the air. While originally created for war, one thing led to another and now the city of Erebus (formerly New York City) is cloaked in eternal night as a demonstration of technological advancement. Lucian is a prodigy at aether mechanics. Despite his interests and the cultural attitude towards Erebus, he’s never been fond of the project — a feeling which only strengthens after he’s sent to the city for a job. When he is introduced to Dielism, a growing artistic movement centred around imagery of the day and night cycle, he decides to help end the age of Erebus. Unfortunately, for some of its fans Dielism may be nothing more than a collection of pretty pictures.

Genre: Science fantasy, alternate history, dieselpunk / decopunk

Age group: Adult

POV / Narration: Singular, first-person past-tense

Themes: The aestheticification of political causes

Cast (major):

Lucian Prestwich: The protagonist. Used to keeping his feelings secret, until Walter and Gladys encourage him to start speaking up.

Edward Blinkhorn: The head of the Erebus Project. Prone to prattling on about things that don't matter.

Gladys Henwood: A major local organizer in the anti-Erebus Project movement (ie most of the city's people, really. She just helps spread the word about protests and other such events.) Barely hiding her eternal bitterness over herself and everyone else in Erebus being barred from living a normal life.

Walter Henwood: Gladys' brother. Takes life lightly, except when it comes to the matter of light itself.

Word count goal: 12K

Date started: January 2, 2025

[bard-owl]

The Lancer from Bioshock 2 is a great bit of streamline modern design in a series known for decopunk and dieselpunk.

[canis-majoris]

[mintshiiarts]

Here we go for self-promo, which I never am fond of doing but know I have to do it in this case! My self-published, indie comic, Robust Heat is now in pre-launch on Kickstarter! You can find it here.

It is going to be printed into a full volume, graphic novel, with 150+ pages. Full colour, American standard comic book size (6.625" x 10.25"). The printed version is going to be more polished, have rewritten, relettered, redrawn parts that the webcomic version does not have. If you like slight Baccano! vibes mixed with Netflix's Hollywood (2020), then please consider checking it out :D. The actual launch date is going to be on April 2nd, and if you'd like an email notification when the campaign goes live, the notify me button will do the job for you. And if you have anyone in mind that you think might enjoy these series, please pass this along to them! I know I don't have a wide reach/big audience, and what my comic is--I consider kind of niche-so I'm hoping to get this word of mouth get rolling. Thanks in advance \O/ PS, I will be in PCF (Prairie Comics Festival), and hopefully DCAF (Dartmouth, not Dublin, Comics arts Festival) later this year. If any of you are from those spaces, do let me know if you'd be interested in local pick-ups.

[proib2]

I just learned that Lackadaisy is considered Decopunk (or more specifically Ottensian Decopunk). Decopunk is basically a subgenre of dieselpunk but is more focused on the 1920s and 30s but with a Sci-Fi twist. I am not exactly sure what about Lackadaisy is considered Science fiction because despite the cast being drawn as cats, everything else about the series is pretty grounded. Maybe it’s just the non-canon material.

[neuronerdo]

Radiance by Catherynne M. Valente is my all-time favorite book that no one has every heard of. It's about space, but it's also about grief, and it's about cinema, but it's also just a father and a daughter and everything that could possibly go wrong in that equation. It's a murder (?) mystery in that someone has died, but the characters make it so the concept of "murder" goes a little bit fuzzy around the edges.

It's also, for what it's worth, batshit insane. I love the worldbuilding because it reeks of someone having a baffling idea and devoting their entire novel to it. Valente commits to the bit at every turn, leaving no moment untouched by creative decisions that should logically fail and yet never do. I think it has to do with her tone-- the whole book is written in such a "duh" voice. Of course the moon is the modern Hollywood. Of course there are kangaroos on Mars and whales (?) on Venus. Of course Pluto and Charon are linked in a celestial dance by an organic bridge of tree limbs and flowers. Of course, of course, of course.

It's also the type of book where every character talks circles around what they actually mean. Every page is a treasure hunt, and trust me when I say that the hunt is entirely map-less for the first two thirds. But who likes their quests easy? It's only satisfying if you work for it.

I suppose my main point is that you should read it. It is a book that makes me happy and I would regret it forever if I didn't give you the chance to read it too.

[cozmic-ash]

reminder that smoking is bad for you UNLESS!!!! you can make it homoerotic, then it's okay and sexy actually

[roaringtwentiesstory]

Preview of Chapter 9 - Reverse

From the noisy cantina downstairs, Wallace wandered back upstairs to the nave. He found Father Solomon at his pulpit, alone and idly reorganizing his books and papers from his sermon. “Brother Reed, why aren’t you down with everyone else eating dinner? Have you come to make a private blessing to the Lord?” “No actually, I wanted to ask you a question,” Wallace responded. “Then ask away my good friend.” Wallace looked confused for a second, almost as if he didn’t know how quite to put it. He almost felt embarrassed to ask it, but the words finally came to him. “Why do you believe in God?” Solomon was taken aback by such a blunt question, not in an offended way, but intrigued with why Wallace would ask such a thing. “Well, I firmly believe and agree with the good word of the Lord and he believes in my abilities to be good,” Solomon responded. “But…” Wallace stopped and thought about it some more, “how could you place so much faith into one person? Do you even know if God is real? I suppose it doesn’t make much sense to me.” Solomon stared at Wallace with a puzzled expression. Letting out a half chuckle, half sigh, he motioned to the closest pew to them. “Here, let's sit down and talk about this.” Both men took their places among the empty pews of the ramshackle church. The lanterns and candles of the room shone an excellent yellow all around them. Brass pipes jutted from the walls and ceiling. A spotlight pointed straight to the back wall at a painted mural of Jesus Christ; not a single stained glass window adorned the church. Wallace’s eyes meet with the painted eyes of Christ, firmly fixed towards an empty horizon. In that very moment, he could feel the cold, lifeless eyes beating down on him, watching his every move. “Look Wallace,” Father Soloman started, “belief in the Lord is a lot more complicated than just taking the word of a stranger you don’t know. For some, it's a way to better oneself, set them down a new path of life with renewed vigor. For others, it provides comfort knowing that someone out there cares and cherishes them.” Wallace’s eyes stayed locked with the mural’s, trying to rationalize what Solomon was telling him. “Even when they know that the entire foundation of their religion could be proven false?” “Indeed.” “But, why? Why still memorialize an enigmatic character like the Lord if he isn’t real?” “You’re missing the point brother,” Solomon’s voice boomed out to the rest of the room, it echoed with authority. Wallace stopped dead in his train of thought. “It doesn’t matter whether the Lord is real or not, it doesn’t matter if the bible was written by some Joe Schmoe or by devoted followers of Christ. "What matters,” he paused, “is how we choose to interpret him and his word.” Solomon paused again, trying to get the right words to come out. “It's about belief in not just the Lord, but in oneself. Finding the courage to stand up with the rest of the world and live the most beautiful life imaginable.” His words wrapped their way around Wallace’s brain. Wallace had almost never known what it was like to live a beautiful life. Ever since ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛ ⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛, he never once had an opportunity to truly stop and appreciate the world around him. On this one day alone however, he stepped outside of his bubble of hate and gloom and decided to take in some fresh air, and for some reason, it made him feel alive again.  Maybe, just maybe, he could finally accept his fate and push past his fears. He had done so much, what to say Wallace couldn’t keep going? That's when his eyes meet with Christ’s again, but instead of dull and lifeless paint, he could feel the heart and soul behind those eyes. Whether they were real or not didn’t matter, it's what it made Wallace feel inside; the renewed drive to push forward and to stand for what he believed in. Wallace nodded his head back towards the floor. “I think,” he said to Solomon, “I finally understand what you mean. Thank you Father.”

HI IM ACTUALLY ALIVE!!! Really sorry it took me so long to start posting here again, motivation has been hard to get as of recently but I have started picking up steam with this again and want to share more with you lovely people! Im gonna try and start posting a little more regularly of just general story work (characters, timelines, previews, maybe even open asks, not sure about that) so stay on the lookout, theyre might be more writing sooner than you think...

The blacked out part is a spoiler that I dont want to share just yet, Im gonna add more posts before revealing that major plot point...

[midnightechoes]

Daily Doodles 7, 23, & 31- Youmi Nakamori

**Doing some batch posting of my daily doodles since I haven't been keeping up with posting them in a while 😅**

My OC Youmi Nakamori from my (hopefully starting sometime in 2025) comic Void Domain Midnight. Her right arm is a cybernetic prosthetic and yes, she does play guitar. I'm hoping to somehow work musical aspects into the comic.

I have some ideas, but I'll just have to see how they work when I get to them.

[chicar]

[bard-owl]

If cassette futurism and cyberpunk are complimentary, in that they can be separate or together, as are dieselpunk and decopunk, what is complimentary to steampunk? My first thought was "clockpunk," but I've never seen that as separate from steampunk. Clockpunk stuff always has steampunk stuff in the background, and steampunk always has keys, springs, and gears mixed in.

Is there some neo-victorian subgenre that I'm missing?

[vifetoile]

You never saw girls like those glitter janes with their sequin crowns. You never saw boys like those velvet fellas getting their edge, neither. If Eve went door to door with her apple, not a soul in the Artemisia wouldn't have grabbed it, planted a kiss on old Mama Fig Leaf, and had that shiny red temptation turned into the applejack of good and evil within an hour.

Catherynne M Valente, Speak Easy

[cinemaquiles]

A estética "Decopunk" em cinco sugestões de filmes para você!

[mintshiiarts]

Robust Heat Early Bird Pricing ends Apr 9!

Heyho--I still feel the same about self-promo-ing, but I know I have to do it, or else the people that may one day have interest in my comic may never find it!

Robust Heat, Volume One is now available to back on Kickstarter! But also, there is one day left to get the gold foil cover at the Early Bird price of $45 CAD. If you'd like to see all the campaign details on Kickstarter, please check out this link: Here

Here's a short run down! Genre: Decopunk/Dieselpunk, LGBTQIA+, Drama, Action Additional tags: Bi/Polyam protagonist, Slowburn, Wartime Some Inspiration: Baccano! (2007), FMA: Brotherhood (2009) & Hollywood on Netflix (2020) Rated: Teen+ (synopsis is after the page samples)

Synopsis: In the first volume of Robust Heat, a young adult and aspiring artist, Soozi Jung, faces the adversity of losing her parents as a child in the Great War. With many sleepless nights and dreams of memories she isn't sure to be true, she finally chooses to confront her late father's partner, Daniel Walker, for more information.

As Daniel struggles to dig deep, Soozi sifts and jumps through the bits and pieces of her childhood, aware that there are large gaps missing from her memories. A core memory stands out to her as she is able to picture it perfectly: the night her family intentionally juggled the thought of becoming fugitives to the head of state, Kaiser Khöpr, with bounties on their heads.