#ophelia wip

[inafieldofdaisies]

[omens-for-ophelia]

One of the many entrances to Heaven and Hell is an old turret stair that nobody uses anymore…

has this already been done? …probably. but I can’t get it out of my head so have a lil WIP ✌️❤️

looking at these two side by side, I see a lot of changes to make but trying to be brave about posting messier art this year and not be such a perfectionist

‘Hellelil and Hildebrand, the Meeting on the Turret Stairs’, Frederic William Burton, 1864

[prettymediocrewizard]

🩸🖤🩸

[lskamil27]

[ WEEPING ROSEMARY ] ✦ TAA-DAHH! It's been a year since the demo first came out, and since the full game is still in the making...

To celebrate the year, I decided to give the sacrificial offering of my senior thesis PDF of 55 pages of game progress / art / characters !!

If you want to download, here is the [ link ] !!

And because people on twitter voted on it, below will be some of progress that has been made towards the final & such:

Will give a heads up, that some things are censored out & hidden, either through color or black silhouettes! As well as not ALL progression being shown here. This is so not everything is spoiled to you all, so when the full game is released, the gameplay is not ruined.

Character ✦ Progress

Map ✦ Progress

Assets / UI & CG ✦ Progress

Writing ✦ Progress

With now everything shown, I hope you guys enjoy and have lots of fun with what I've shown!

Progress has been slow for me the past three months since I've recently taken up a new job that I'm starting to finally settle myself into, so hoping that means more days of productivity!!

I don't know the date of when I'll be able to release the full game, but I want to say thank you to everyone who have been so patient and kind! I'll be doing my best!!

[thistownisstrange]

I had to post this wip agaiin cause the quality sucked soooo i love this hair on Ophelia!!! this is gonna be part of my strangetown teens drawings <3

[thirea]

Ophelia in some flat colours~

[pingurusama]

He's a bit grumpy but with a bribe of sbiten, he's good to go ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

[ars-ceratinus]

Ophelia / Work in progress

[parcai]

shiny pynch, dreamy cows, + school's out <3 | leyendecker study

[xx-j4nu5-c4t5-xx]

wip update 2, really not looking forward to shading all this stuff :')

colors are working a bit better due to me slapping a bunch of multiply layers on everything (I promise someday I'll actually figure out how to do this stuff myself)

[thackeroy]

So I went a little hard on my full coverage in March...I'm nearing 25%!

[not-krys]

44. Two Roads [Ophelia, Abby, Miri]

An announcement before getting to the writing is that WIP Wednesdays for October will be on hold because I will be participating in Fictober again this year, making it the sixth year I've done so.

As such, I won't be posting a prompt from the 100 Themes Challenge on the first like I normally do as I'll be working from this year's Fictober list instead. If there are prompts that I start but don't finish, they will be posted at my End of the Year WIP Wednesdays for 2024.

So, no end of the month WIP Wednesdays for the month of October! Sorry about that!

Now, onto September's prompt for this year: Two Roads. We got:

-Ophelia literally choosing a path to follow while she's on the run with Ranmaru trying to stop her -Didn't get to the choice part of his story, but Vincent has just lost Abby to the Time Door and he's not happy about this turn of events -And Miri is debating on telling Lucifer that she's from the future because he's really pissing her off with his stubbornness. Inspired by Nightbringer Lesson 35.

Raw, unedited writing below the cut. No major warnings save for things being a little emotionally heated with these prompts. At worst, Vincent contemplates door violence?

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Ophelia

Distant shouts and gunfire rumbled behind Ophelia as she ran as fast as her legs could carry her. Where she was going, she had no idea. All she knew was that she had to get away from Nobunaga. She had no place in war, the man was mad to bring her here, even after all the times she had refused him.

She felt lucky to have escaped when she did amongst the chaos. Was it foolish on her part?

Yes, very much so.

Did she regret her decision?

No, she did the right thing in getting away from him.

All that was left now was to find a way back to Vail Isle, before any other strange phenomena decided to sweep her away again.

First, she needed to find shelter. The battle was still too close for comfort and who knew if Nobunaga would be sending his lackeys after her.

When she stopped to catch her breath, before her stood two roads. One was a well, worn open path. It might lead her to a village that was close by, she figured.

The other was a forested path, branches and stones littering the ground. It seemed unused, older, as if it hadn't seen a human passerby in a few ages. Where would that path lead, she wondered.

"Lady Ophelia!" A familiar voice called behind her, the footfalls coming towards her quickly.

Ophelia didn't turn around, already moving her own feet down the forest path.

"Don't go down that way! It's dangerous!" Ranmaru shouted.

Ophelia ignored him, kept her eyes forward and continued to run, her lungs feeling like they were on fire.

"Lady Ophelia, please! Stop!"

Ranmaru continued to chase her, gritting his teeth as they raced through the forest.

A low tree root stood in Ophelia's path, sending her flying towards the ground. Ranmaru scrambled to catch her, both landing thankfully on a soft patch of grass. However, Ophelia pushed hard against Ranmaru, the younger trying to hold onto her.

"No, let me go!"

"I can't let you go, Lady Ophelia!"

"Release me!"

"I can't! You're in danger here!"

"I'm not going back to that psychotic wretch of a man!!"

"I won't take you back! I promise!"

"Then release me!"

"I can't! I told you it's dangerous here! I can't let you go any further!"

Ophelia squirmed and pushed hard, finally running out of steam as she sat on the ground.

Ranmaru sat beside her, also catching his breath for the moment. "I won't take you back to Lord Nobunaga, I promise, but can we go back to the other path? It's safer there."

"You keep saying that. What's so dangerous about this forest?"

"I'll explain later, but, please, come with me?" Ranmaru pleaded, holding Ophelia's hand between his own. "I can take you somewhere safe for the time being. Please, Lady Ophelia?"

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Abby

Vincent fell to his knees in front of the door, sealed tightly no matter how much he pushed and pulled. He called out Abby's name, banged his fists against the door. No other sounds in the hallway reached his ears. No booted footfalls, no grunts of struggle, no demands for what happened. All Vincent could do was stare at the door in silence.

She was gone. Abby was gone. Vincent couldn't feel air entering into his lungs anymore, as if someone had punched him in the stomach. His head fell forward, the hard wood making a dent into his forehead but he didn't feel it. All of his thoughts were focused on the last image of Abby falling through the open door, her eyes full of fear. He banged his fist against the door again, hard enough to feel it starting to bruise.

After a few moments, a large, warm hand squeezed his shoulder, the scent of cigarillos enveloping him.

"Le Comte wants to see you."

Vincent stopped beating the door, his breathing ragged.

"I have to go after her."

"Hm?"

"I need to go after her."

"The door won't open for another month, caro."

"I'll… I'll make it open…!"

The hand on his shoulder pulled on him harder.

"Whoa, hold on there."

"Let me go. I have get her back."

"You won't get to her by turning the door into splinters and chips."

"We won't know until I try it, right?"

"Vincent." Leonardo admonished. "Much as I want to tear it off the hinges to get her back too, that's not how it works. Talk to Le Comte first."

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Miri

Miri knew that she likely wouldn't survive this surprise train ride with Lucifer, one way or another. And Lucifer was going to get his way, regardless of her answers, she knew that as well.

If only she could tell him the truth. That she was from the future, that she was going back to him, to him and his brothers in the future, where she truly belonged. She had already sworn to secrecy with Solomon as it could disrupt the flow of this timeline's flow (or something, she still didn't understand a lot about time magic or time travel), but Lucifer was making it very difficult for her to keep her mouth shut. First at the bookstore with his declaration that she should be a teacher at RAD, then inviting himself along with the train trip tickets she had won, guaranteeing the two would be alone 'to talk', picking out an outfit for her to wear to dinner, and finally, the final straw, choosing for her at dinner without her input.

She probably should have taken a page out of the Anti-Lucifer's book and cursed him with how angry he was making her, but, for all of his… childishness, let's call it that, she knew why he was doing it and that made her eyes prick with unshed tears.

If only she could tell him the truth, maybe then he'd back off. He'd agree to the pact again and she could finally back home… back to him… back to her normal….back to the Lucifer she knew. Her Lucifer.

She looked down at her ring, his ring, feeling heartsick.

"You're not eating, Miri." Lucifer's deep, familiar voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Sorry, but not getting a choice in the matter has soured my appetite." She refused to look at him.

A sigh.

"Still angry, I see."

"And whose fault is it I'm angry to begin with?"

"And stubborn."

"Thanks, I learned it from the best."

"You're being ridiculous." she heard the sound of a knife scraping against a plate. "Just stay in Devildom. You can be happy here. You already are."

"I can't stay."

"Why not?"

"Because."

Another sigh.

"'Because' isn't an answer. Try again."

She finally turned to look at him, her brows furrowed. "Isn't wanting to go home enough of a reason?"

"Where is your home?"

"The… the human realm."

"You hesitated."

"So?"

"You had to think of the answer. It wasn't the first thought that came to your mind, was it?"

"What does it matter? I'm a human, so that means I'm from the human realm, duh."

"Where is your home in the human realm?"

"It's… it's a big realm."

"Is it now?"

"Yes. You probably haven't heard of it."

"You're dodging the question."

"Why do you want to know? Are you going to going to follow me home?"

"As tempting as that sounds, you can't return without my help. And you still haven't answered me."

"Yes, I have."

"Miriam…"

"I want to go back to the Human Realm. What else is there to know?"

"Where is this place in the Human Realm that you want to return to so badly?"

"Why does it matter so much to you?"

"You're still not answering me."

"You're not answering me!"

"Fine, let me ask a different question." He held out his fork towards her, close to her mouth.  "The people you want to return to. What are they like?"

"What are they-"

"They must be special to you. So, tell me about them. You've told me about this bitter coffee lover in your life. Let's start with him."

Miri, startled by the sudden question, didn't notice that Lucifer had slid a piece of his bicorn into her mouth until she started to chew. She looked at the Ring of Light again, lost in thought. 

"At first, he was pretty scary. Intimidating. I was a stranger to him that was imposed onto his family, but he tolerated me. That's how it started anyway."

Miri pressed her fingers close to her right ear, where Mammon's pact was. The lines were invisible when she wasn't actively using her pacts, but she always got a slight tingle when she thought of the brothers.

"And I was… nothing but trouble for him. Sticking my nose in where I shouldn't and all that. Sounds familiar, doesn't it?"

[sakura-rose12]

Loser Club

[lyssc424]

Ofelia 🦋

[outofthiisworld]

[💜] Ophelia had been cooped up aaall day and night in her room! Only once so often, would the ghost who haunted the halls of the farmhouse slip away into the kitchen— where she’d swipe up treats and snacks that Doc had not-so-discreetly left out for her.

Then, as if she were never there, she’d disappear back into her little hidey-hole.

Ever so hard at work … sketching outfits? Crumbled paper full of scribbles, doodles, and colors surrounded her while strips of cloth and bedazzled accessories were strung about.

Very, very busy indeed! And sooo hush-hush, too. What’s she planning … ?

[thirea]

Lineart~