#mft's characters: medea of angelopolis

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The Wizard King takes the throne (originally: A Varázslókirály trónra lép) 2024 Ink on paper

This is the 31st and last picture of my Inktober pictures, in which I visually narrate the events of Bloodlines (according to my self-insert player character). This is the post with the rest of the pictures.

(The building elements are not intended to look like Venture Tower, of course.)

"When you're taught through feelings..."

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Weasel in the coop (originally: Menyét a tyúkólban) 2024 Ink on paper

The third day of Inktober: my Bloodlines PC obliterating the beach house occupants.

It was told by Jack to be careful about giving way to the Beast; but what Jack doesn't know is that it never felt human to begin with, and it is such a relief that it doesn't have to anymore. This is the first time it can safely just let go, and oh, it does. It can just solve this diplomatically, but why should it; what goodwill would it have for these people? It revels in being a monster.

My Inktober master post is here.

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Rune of the Third Eye 2024 Ink on paper The 16th day of Inktober, slightly delayed (I was working on a commission on the same day). Here are the other pictures.

Strauss gives me a protective amulet for the fight against the gargoyle. Yes, gameplay-wise that just happens in dialogue, but I had to imagine it. I'm just touched that he wanted to do something to keep me safe. I know, I know, it's important for me to win this fight, but... still, let me have this. I'm very normal and okay about him.

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Wherever you feel safest 2024 Ink on paper

Day 29 of my Bloodlines-related Inktober drawings; here are the other ones.

This one is about choosing my allegiance during the blood hunt.

I reach the doors of the Chantry and almost fall rather than step inside, bloody and muddy and wet through, ears still ringing with gunshots. As I stagger along the non-Euclidean corridors (no doubt tracking mud all over the infinite rug), I try to phrase in my mind how I will go about explaining everything that happened; will he believe me? All I can hope is that he will at least not attack me on sight; the prospect of having to defend myself against him is more than I can handle, and I know I wouldn't. But then I am at the double doors with the window like a Moon disc split in half, and my Regent has been waiting for me, and as soon as I look him in the face, I realise that I don't even have to explain, he believed in my innocence all along (and later I realise that there were no clanmates hunting me on the streets tonight, not even one). "Greetings, neonate," he says. "I have heard of your recent… difficulties with LaCroix. I can't say that I am surprised. Love of power always leads to betrayal, but I'm glad that you have survived." And that's enough. All of a sudden, now that I know that he's still on my side, now that I am safe for the moment, the heaviness and weariness of it all falls upon me, and I find myself collapsing into his arms. For a moment, he is motionless, as if startled - both of us are usually more reserved than that; but then, before I could withdraw and apologise for probably getting dirt on his beautiful coat, he's supporting me and holding me against his chest, and I can feel the weight of his hand coming to rest on my head. And I'm safe. It doesn't matter what comes next: whatever he thinks the solution is, I want to help, and it doesn't matter how much danger that puts me in; as long as he considers me one of his, I am safe.

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Lost in Santa Monica 2024 Ink on paper

My second entry for Inktober, as per this post.

Somehow, despite Santa Monica (in Bloodlines) consisting of, what, two streets and a tiny stretch of beach, I immediately got lost the first time I played, and I remained lost for the longest time. I have played many times, and I still have some difficulty getting around.

I have been given clear directions: "Walk to the end of the alley and my building is the next one on the right." It was literally the house right beside mine, and I still couldn't find it. Santa Monica is cursed, this is the only explanation. No wonder someone who is wanted by the police would choose this place to live; he will definitely not be found here, not even with directions, not even if there is a literal cutscene showing the man I'm looking for going into the house I'm looking for and leaving a blood puddle on the doorstep (a blood puddle that still remains there, and I probably walk past it a hundred times looking for the correct house).

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Examining the sarcophagus with Beckett 2024 Ink on paper

Day 24 of Inktober, with the other pictures here.

Beckett points out some of the interesting features of the sarcophagus to me.

I can't help but wonder, by the way - how did I sneak that out of the Giovanni mansion? Did I pick it up and put it under my arm or throw it over my shoulder, and then just walk up all those stairs and through those narrow, winding catacombs that it definitely does not fit through? How was it ever brought in to begin with? I will never know.

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In the Hollywood Forever cemetery 2024 Ink on paper

Day 14 of my Bloodlines-related Inktober pictures. Here are the rest of them.

I don't actually have anything against the undead. I actually quite like them, even aside from the fact that I'm now one of them. So it's a little regrettable that this picture is occasioned by needing to stop them from overrunning the city; however, I still couldn't resist this being the next picture, because it's such a backdrop, and I love cemeteries, and I also welcomed the excuse to display the fact that my abilities of blood magic have been significantly increasing.

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The bad place (originally: A rossz hely) 2024 Ink on paper

Day 10 of Inktober.

I'm infiltrating the underground hideout of the plague cult, very expressively named by Tin Can Bill "the bad place". It just looked so dramatic that that was what I wanted to draw. I don't have anything against sneaking around in the sewer water right now; that is probably the cleanest part of this whole establishment.

The rest of the pictures can be seen here.

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Talking about a lost friend (originally: Egy elvesztett barátról beszélgetünk) 2024 Ink on paper

The 7th day of Inktober. Here are the other pictures and the way I go about this.

After destroying the warehouse, finally I was allowed back in downtown Los Angeles. I had been looking for the chantry ever since I got the letter, not realising that I need to be downtown to find it; and now, even though I'm supposed to report in to LaCroix, I'm going to visit the Regent first. (This is how it happened during my first playthrough, and how I imagine my self-insert acting every time.) I am immediately drawn to him and like him. And (according to my headcanon) he knew my Sire; it is a relief to finally be able to talk about him with someone.

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The pier at the Warrens 2024 Acrylic on paper

So when I drew this picture, I immediately knew that I want a version of it that needs to be an acrylic painting. And so I decided that it was time to do that now that Inktober was over. And I even taped up a paper and everything. But at the last minute, I decided to instead paint it from the opposite side, looking toward the water.

My self-insert PC, black-clad and black-haired as it is, wouldn't even be visible in this dark cave if it wasn't standing under the lamp and if it wasn't wet from having just climbed out of the water.

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"I want to show you something." 2024 Ink on paper

So this is my first entry for Inktober; I'm sure there are prompts, but I have instead decided to theme it around Bloodlines, as I have described in this post. This is my self-insert PC, and the mysterious new friend who offers it arcane knowledge at the cost of its life. Neither of them know how poorly this is about to go. But in the end, I could never not have accepted a deal like that. Which means I'll be right at home in my new clan.

Yes, in the master post I said that I would keep close to the canon parts as much as I can. But, well, I can't. This was a really important scene to draw, and I most definitely cannot have gone about it the canon way. If someone is going to seduce me, they are going to have to seduce me with arcane knowledge.

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Visiting the Giovanni mansion 2024 Ink on paper

Inktober day 23, slightly belated because I was away, but it's uploaded now. And here are the other pictures.

I'm attending a party I'm not invited to, which is a family reunion for a family I'm not part of, in order to steal a sarcophagus I don't want, for the sake of a man I don't want to follow the orders of.

The dress is very makeshift; the jewellery was kindly lent to me by a very helpful clanmate. I did my best to look the part, I even put on shoes! Well, sandals. But still!

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Spellcasting from cover (originally: Lesből varázslás) 2024 Ink on paper

So this is me as my Bloodlines self-insert PC (Tremere, as you can see), going through the tutorial building. This evening, before everything happened (was it really just a few hours ago?...), it had no way of knowing that it should wear something inconspicuous because it's going to be sneaking everywhere. However, it manages.

I'm starting to have increasingly many moments of my Bloodlines unlife as different pictures. (Not all of them uploaded.) I suspect that eventually I'll just end up with the whole game, as I interpret it, drawn as scenes with my self-insert.

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This fire is not good (originally: Nem tetszik ez a tűz) 2024 The 28th installment of my Bloodlines-related Inktober pictures. These are the rest.

And this time at last it really is Nines, not just someone pretending to be him. He deserved to be drawn long ago, since he has been such an important part of the story so many times, and I felt a bit bad that the first time I drew him for this series (though certainly not the first time I've drawn him in my life), it wasn't even actually him; but there are only so many days in October, and I knew I was going to draw him today.

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Yukie and I at the fish market (originally: Yukie és én a halpiacon) 2024 Ink on paper

Day 27 of Inktober, dedicated to the events of Bloodlines. Here are the other pictures.

"What comes next, young onna-musha? He is dead, and so is your master; where will you go now, what will you hunt?" Yukie paused, and then her answer was no answer at all. "Defy your nature, demon," she said. "Man can suffer without your help." It was so theatrical it sounded rehearsed; but then, perhaps she just had a gift for that, which I can respect. "Perhaps you forget that human suffering is not special. When you pluck a flower, do you pause to wonder if that hurts the plant? Would it stop you if you did wonder? You feel for mankind because they are your kind. But they were never my kind, little hunter. I feel for my kind too, like you do." "Why did you help me, then?" "I had my reasons, and, it seems, rightly so. And he was not my kind, but you know that, do you not, little hunter? Your personal revenge is complete. But you have seen what I can do. Go home, little hunter, go back to what life you had before you chased this creature here. Your work in Los Angeles is done. You are young, vulnerable and lost now, and I feel for you. But if you set your target on my kind next, empathy will not stop me."

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Watching Andrei's terrible tape (originally: Megnézzük Andrei rémfilmjét) 2024 Ink on paper

Day 15 of my Bloodlines-related Inktober drawings; the rest are in this post.

This is my first exposure to Andrei's meat art. I will later find out this is not some of his better work; but I am still fascinated.