#morphic

[antialiart]

As of today*, Morphic has been part of my life for half of my life. As a milestone it's a little different from my half-life day for The Quest for the Legends back in 2014 - there, it was half of my life spent actively working on it when it was still in progress, while Morphic was officially finished inside four years, and while I've never stopped thinking about it and occasionally working on or posting extras, it doesn't have quite the same meaning. But nonetheless, that also means this smug asshole disaster man has been part of my life for half of my life, and that is worth at least a little stylized doodle.

I've just recently been picking up the pace on working on the upcoming Morphic rewrite, and hopefully I can keep that up more regularly, which is exciting.

* That's based on counting the day I started it as May 10th 2007, which is technically the day that chapter one was first published, on the Serebii.net forums, unlike with TQftL, whose June 19th anniversary was based on the creation date of the original Word document. I've considered this to be Morphic's anniversary because I don't know the exact day that I actually started to write it - by the time I checked, the only copies I could find of the original document had obviously newer creation dates. I do know on May 9th I posted in the QftL thread that I'd been working on a new fic, and that on April 30th I made a fateful post in a thread about Pokémorphs on the forums, mentioning that I'd once been considering writing a Pokémorph fic and musing that I might pick it up again. And I do also have a document, last modified January 25th 2006, where I'd written down a couple of paragraphs of my first initial idea of the opening of the fic, with placeholder character names, before putting the idea aside until that fateful thread.

[antialiasis]

Incidentally, the other day I posted the first chapter of the Morphic rewrite on Thousand Roads! I don't know how long it will be before I'm ready to post more chapters (the following chapters are the most in flux, and there's a fair amount of planning and ironing out that needs to happen, so I may not end up posting more until I have several chapters or even the whole rest of it written), but if you'd like a peek at what the new version is doing, you can now read it there.

[azrimar]

The art is old, but here's the refs for the main characters in this blog! I am sure nobody remembers them anymore xD My old blog was active at the time, but that was years ago

The first one is Adamai, a Morphic fey who is both smart and dumb at the same time. A chaotic dumbass, but brilliant with magic. Also mindfucked from Eldritch forces. He can acquire creature forms by touching the creature in question, but can not become energy creatures. The grey one with white hair is Arzhel, a Kivuuli who is basically batshit insane... in a fun way. But what do you expect from one who fucks with eldritch forces so much? He's chaotic, full of energy, has no filter, and is, like the others, a chaotic dumbass. The black and purple one is Katira, daughter of Adamai. She is a Reshviik, an amphibious race. Adamai took Reshviik form and sired her and a couple siblings, and she was the one who decided to come find her father and join him in all his shenanigans. She's spunky, quick witted, smart, and a bit of a goofball. She's resistant to the effects of Eldritch forces, but it's still caused a FEW things in her mind! And finally, there's Koltho, a Dhaebru. Fairly young, as far as his kind go, fresh into adulthood. He's the most sane of the bunch, a skittish and nervous thing, but also rather sweet. He and Katira have a thing with eachother, both being around the same age (Young adult newly matured) She finds him adorable and despite her chaotic nature, he finds her endearing. Not that he really understands these feelings he has for her... He's rather new to all this. I'll be redoing their refs, probably after Artfight. But this is what I got for now!

[carryoncastiel]

[soranatus]

PETE WHITE in The Venture Bros: “The Morphic Trilogy” (2018)

[antialiasis]

Aww, they’re adorable! <3

Jean and... also, Jean for @antialiasis

[ballofbitter]

When the curtains call the time Will we both go home alive? It wasn't hard to realize Love's the death of peace of mind [x]

[wild-magic-oops]

Can't resist a kiss

[antialiart]

Katherine as a Tyroguelia.

[antialiasis]

Today is the 17th anniversary of Morphic! I would have liked to have time to do more for it, but didn't work out that way - however, I did today put together a couple of little drabbles for Thousand Roads' anniversary drabble bingo game.

[messiahzzz]

[antialiasis]

Awww, the boy with his card games! Thank you <333

Birthday drawing for @antialiasis

[chilljustacat]

Baldur's Gate 3 locations 38/?

[waterdeeping]

I hope that wasn't our last kiss. I'd take a thousand more if I could.

[durgetavoc]

Also, I finally got the infamous Morphic Pool Angst™ scene.

And damn.

Durge is just… broken. She feels like she missed something, like she failed somehow. "Maybe I should have told him to stay back," she thinks, but it felt so symbolic for him to come with her to stop the Netherbrain—to finish what they started. And then, to try to start over. Thanks to her companions and her own journey, she believes in second chances. She believed in him.

But when the Netherbrain began speaking, saying it respected Durge once but never respected Gortash, Durge’s heart sank. Anxiety churned inside her, a terrible premonition taking root. She wanted to tell him to run, just to get away, but—1) She was frozen. 2) She had to keep up her role as leader, focused on her target. 3) There wasn’t time, because the moment that thought crossed her mind, he was already gone. Dead. Instantly. At her feet.

The world had never felt so silent after that. A void tore open inside her, but she kept going, kept pushing forward. She had no choice. Even when the Emperor finally saved her and the group, she wasn’t really there.

And then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw his lifeless body, carried into the Astral Plane. She followed, and it was impossible to pull her away. As she knelt there, fragments of memories began flooding back.

And then it hit her— The breakdown.

For the first time, after the shock settled in, she truly sobbed for his death and said "I think I liked you too sorry". Overwhelmed by grief, regret, and memories. Even when her friends tried to reach her, pleading with her to come back to camp to rest, she refused to move. She stayed there, who knows how long, in that dimension. Staring into the abyss, as her butler might have put it.

Then came the anger. The rage.

She turned it into her new purpose. She took Gortash’s mantle, letting it become a physical reminder of her determination.

She would save the world, as promised, symbolically with him by her side. She would repair the mistakes of her past.

And maybe. Maybe she'll be in peace.