#radiant verone

[ttsmckingdom]

Prince Verone from Radiant ! Bleach cover verison o/

[inkstainedhandsandcoffee]

Verone: Mother actually taught me how to swim. She took me out to the lake and threw me out the boat.

Doc:

Doc: Verone, I don’t think that’s what she was doing-

[incorrect-radiant-quotes]

Vulkeus and Ullmina: *berating and yelling at each other while Doc and Verone watches*

Doc: Hey, Verone?

Verone: Yes?

Doc: You're a good kid.

Verone: Oh..Thanks?

[shysheeperz]

[layer-bloody-sun]

1. 19. 32. 35. 36. :))

HELL YEAH BABY

1. Favorite chatacter

Dragunov stole my heart in volume 1 and never gave it back.

19. Favorite chara design

That one is difficult because all the characters look so awesome !! Idk honestly because i dig the Queen's design but also like, Nonov is amzing, Herkles is magique and Adriel is soooooo pretty like....I CANT CHOSE ONE ;-;

32. What are you the most excited to see in the next volumes ?

More of Adriel and more of the Inquisition inner working mechanism, i cant wait to see how Tony wants it to go ! Im hoping for a full detachment from Dragunov but thats just a hope, not that hyped for the Domitor and Grimm honeslty

35. Favorite quote

Same as chara designs man, there are so many that are so good... my fav might be when Alma tell Seth not to be the monster they want him to see.

36. How would rank the Thaumaturges and their Miracles ? Which one is the most threatening ? Also can you rank them from your fav to the one you despise the most ?

So many ranking today !

I would rank them by strengh i think. Tepes is out of the question, this ass didnt even show us his miracle.

1. Santori, granpa can destroy stuff and become gigantic, tereifying

2. Ullmina, she can be absolutely terrible to deal with on a war field

3. Torque, coupled with his great sword techniques his miracle is pretty fucking scary for infected

4. Verone, he cab turn you into stone with a bell, do i need to elaborate

5. Dragunov. He and Liselotte are on the same level of strengh to me but since his seems more useful in general (covering great distances) i put him above

6. Liselotte. I love her but seriously, controlling blades ? :/

To me the most treatening is Verone, because you dont suspect a thing anf his miracle kills you in an instant

I wont rank them again but I love Santori and Dragunov but hate Tepes and Torque.

[ask-the-layers]

Is Margot going to be at the Bome parade for Ullmina’s promotion?

"I will ! Apparently Verone managed to convince Torque and his mother to let me, as long as I'm on the same boat as dad... talking about him, he looks worried. So I'll be on the ready if anything happens. Just in case."

[spectraeevee]

So I saw all of these people doing random headcanons on tiktok. Basically they say what some character would do and a random character picks the result.

I decided to do that with Radiant characters, starting with the thaumaturges !

Since Valentine is coming soon I decided to do some Valentine stuff.

Here we go !

1. Who would give you chocolates ?

The wheel says : Liselotte !

This is cute, I think she would like Black chocolate. Honestly I like this one.

2. Who would buy you a Bouquet ?

The wheel says : Torque

Bruh I live for that give me some kind Torque I would accept your flowers Lion man (even if it would probably be scary)

3. Who would take you out to a nice dinner ?

The wheel says : Verone

And this children is why you think of your questions before making the wheel. Sorry Verone you're a kid.

4. Who would give you a very spicy night 😏 ?

The wheel says : Santori

Oh god, oh no. Not the gramps

5. Who would just chill with you and you both watch a movie together ?

The wheel says : Ullmina

I mean, I would be very intimidated. Imagine she holds your hand and accidentally (or not) breaks your fingers. I'd be scared.

6. Who would do nothing special ?

The wheel says : Santori

Yeah he would be sleeping. Or he probably forgot.

7. Who would forget you exist ?

The wheel says : Von Teppes

On one hand, it's accurate. On the other hand maybe he would be sorry.

8. Who would cheat on you on that particular day just to break you ?

The wheel says : Ullmina

Why am I not suprised.

9. Who would shower you in kisses and cuddles ?

The wheel says : Torque

No words can express how I feel I just wanna be cuddled a tall man with fluffy hair is that too much to ask ?

10. Who would take you on a trip to watch the sunset ?

The wheel says : Verone

Maybe it's platonic ? Maybe you are 12 ? I feel like it could be cute but not in this context, nope.

What should I do next... spicy headcanons ? Angsty headcanons ? Romantic stuff ? Add more characters ?

[radiant-fan-blog]

Hello, I just finished watching the Radiant anime, and Verone calls Ullmina mother???? Are they actually related or did he just say that to bring her back to her senses? I haven't read the manga, so I thought I'd ask!

Surpriiise ~ XD

We don’t have any more information about it for now, but we think they are really blood related (Otherwise why would Vérone call a Thaumaturge Commander like that ??).

We still have no idea who his father is. The King of Convictis ? Since Vérone is Prince of Convictis. Does the father have several kids from different women including Ullmina ? No idea.

And if you can, please read the manga. You’ll love it even MORE than the anime. Believe one of the biggest fans of the manga Radiant.

[thesunlounge]

Reviews 325: Alberto Garralón

Back in 2018, Discómanos Records debuted with a stunning compilation entitled La llama de Prometeo: La puerta de entrada a las Nuevas Músicas Españolas, which did for Spain’s "new music” scene what Alixkun’s Kumo No Muko compilations did for Japanese synth-pop and ambient…that is to say, La llama de Prometeo, while touching on the works of familiar artists such as Suso Saiz, Iury Lech, Pedro Estevan, María Villa, Finis Africæ, Eliseo Parra, and Pablo Guerrero, did so in a more intimate manner, presenting unheard and obscure compositions reflecting curators Lord Guardado’s and Daniel Nielles’ personalized journeys through this beautiful sonic universe. But the compilation went even further by shining a much deserved light on lesser known figures from the Spanish ambient underground…artists like Juan Veron Gormaz, Pedro León, Antonio García, and Alberto Garralón…all of whom delivered immersive sonic paradises that sit perfectly aside the most cherished works from Grabaciones Accidentales and Hyades Arts. 

So it’s fitting that Discómanos’ second release continues on this track, focusing specifically on the music of Alberto Garralón. Though there’s scant information available concerning the life and career of Garralón, I can at least say that Baila, Claridad! was recorded during 1989 and 1990 by way of a Tascam Portastudio and was released not long after via a limited cassette pressing. The album sees the visionary guitar player using an array of synthesizers, woodwinds, idiophones, and hand drums to explore delicate audial dreamscapes that mesmerically blend elements of Spanish traditional music and classical composition together with psychedelic folk, starry-eyed new age, pastoral prog, meditative minimalism, and exploratory kosmische. And for their reissue, Discómanos have invited in Fernando Arias of Audiorec Sound Design, who has lovingly remastered the music from the original source, allowing it to shimmer and shine anew alongside a striking visual layout featuring the high contrast photography of Koldo Serra.

Alberto Garralón - Baila, Claridad! (Discómanos, 2019) Opening track “Cuidad Mercurio” is split into three parts, the first of which is “Cuidad abierta,” where fingerpicked acoustics are layered through clouds of reverberation, radiant keyboard melodies hover like coastal mist, and blinding leads smear into sunbeam psychedelia. Then in second part “La media luna,” the fingerpicked acoustics lock into patterns of ritualistic minimalism that generate silvery flashes of luminescence…perhaps meant to evoke the light of the titular half moon as it reflects off a gentle ocean surface. And as the track progresses, a reed instrument blows through the background, adding further touches of mysterious seaside magic. “Cuidad Mercurio” ends with a final part entitled “Es to reflejo,” which sees jangling chordscapes flowing all around the spectrum. Synthesizers transmute into feedback as they soar through sky, mixing with the dreampop guitar atmospherics in a way pulling my mind to the more blissed out moments from Ishinohana. Imagine post-punk guitar riffing blurred into a daydream hallucination, or a space pop guitar instrumental scoring some impossible sunset. Pianos, marimbas, kalimbas, and other solar idiophones dance beneath starlight bell tapestries in “Iria Feliz,” while hand drums hold down a rainforest groove. Wavering guitar solos alternate with ghostly leads that squiggle through a sunrise sky and there are gamelan evocations in the way the interlocking loops of exotic metal generate hallucinogenic polyrhythms, with everything being wrapped around by aquatic organ wavefronts. And when the rhythms pull away, we find ourselves in a swooning section of “Heart and Soul” romance, where FM fluids cycle around sprightly guitar patterns and organ drones flow beneath noir-pop atmospheres recalling the work of Badalamenti, especially on Twin Peaks.

Droning bass synthesizers open “Julia” while aqueous organs generate underwater currents that radiate outward in every direction. Twinkling FM bells flutter through echo machines, synthetic woodwinds mimic the songs of whales, glowing feathers lilt down on unseen air currents, and shadowy clouds of gas billow out from deep sea vents while melancholic pad melodies wrap around the heart…sounding almost theremin-esque and evoking classical music, only as approximated by oceanic spirits and instruments of choral, seashell, and crystal. “Bye, Bye Babilonia” follows and shrouds guitar arpeggiations in layers of slapback while glass-toned chords spread out across the stereo spectrum. Another guitar is manipulated via cosmic synthesis, with epic melodies flowing towards some blood red horizon even as they mutate and modulate into cosmic liquid. The vibe is majestic and melancholic…like a spaghetti western adventure across a land of darkness, wherein unseen temple bells toll far in the distance. And as new age chimes sparkle like starlight amidst the shadowy melodic environments, clouds of subsonic smoke work into the mix and wrap gently around the body. The poetically titled “Esto es amor… (Esto es el mar)” begins as a buzzing keyboard fantasia, with a harpsichord beaming in from some unknowable dimension joined by malfunctioning machine approximations of a piano. Each and every note trails thick clouds of black smoke, which then overlap to create pulsing wavefronts of resonance. There are tones of wistful nostalgia lurking behind the synthetic keyboard smolder…as if Garralón is yearning for some dreamworld that never was…and as the track progresses, my mind wanders to the alien keyboard interludes and manipulated piano lullabies of Mogwai’s Young Team.

The B-side opens with “Baila, Claridad!” and its mallet instruments dancing while bass pulses climb joyously towards the clouds. A soft pitter-patter rhythm flows underneath, almost martial in nature, and the whole thing evokes a pastoral lullaby, especially as acoustic guitar arpeggios fall like a rain of photons. Steel strings vibrate across the mix, synthesized gas clouds glow like the morning sun, virtual marimbas splash through tide pools, epic guitar themes seek out the horizon, and at some point, a joyous voice sings deep within the background ether. Later, as palm-muted guitar melodics begin supporting the energetic layers of pastoral folk riffing, a sitar-esque buzz dances through mix, adding subdued hues of Indian classical music. “Adios a los sintetizadores” sequences vibraphones and marimbas into drunken patterns that are soon overlaid by heart-melting bass descents and ghostly pad hazes. Then as we bid farewell to the synthesizers, the mix gives over to virtual idiophonics and zany electro drum processionals, with pounding tom rhythms flowing in and out of phase while guitars jangle in the distance. Then in “Rew,” organ drones flow out from a spiritual oasis and electronic feedback manipulations quiver as if orgasming before zipping backwards in time…the whole thing evoking an LSD-laced church hymn accented by wobbling brass. The mallet instruments return for “A mis amigos” and execute starscape rituals while synthesized woodwinds move between lullaby hypnosis and kosmische psychosis. There’s a touch of mystical desert folk music to the proceedings, with FM synths and electric organs attempting to recreate the magic atmospheres of Spanish traditional music. And as flutes and panpipes sing towards a cinematic sunset, the track evolves into a spaceage psych folk serenade.

Woozy sequences generate intergalactic bubble formations in “Madrid…Formentera” and acoustic chime tapestries surround Berlin school synth patterns while elven bell tones fall like starlight. Blurry reed melodies diffuse into the mix…perhaps a harmonica blown in desperation…with long breathy decays trailing into the mysterious night. All distinction between chiming guitars and sparkling synthesis disappears as the sounds merge towards ceremonial folk spirituality…all while simplistic chord changes push the heart towards worlds of fantasy and romance. “El sueño de Clara” see organ generated basslines smoldering beneath sprinkled guitar starlight, with everything washed out…like a lo-fi dreamscape heard through layers of analog obscuration. Further guitar accents move in, generating melodic ripples across the surface of some picturesque pond while buzzing themes of pastoral majesty bring visages of butterflies and flower fields of ever possible color. A spectacular conversations between reeds and synths pans across the stereo field, generating kaleidoscopic displays of minimal new age maximalism that evoke for me impressionistic renderings of paradise beachfronts…blurry and out of focus, yet breathtaking all the same. The album closes with “Doce cuidades blancas” and its mysterious church bells tolling through gaseous cloudforms and glowing bodies of light. Basslines move like smoke, synthesized French horns play dawn salutations, and amorphous chord formations transmute into digitized space foam…their tones almost metallic and incandescing in strange colorations. And later, as orchestral brass descents move over the mix, they lead to intriguing moments of contrast, wherein extra-terrestrial electro-vapors clash against more earthly emanations of synthesized classical music.

(images from my personal copy)

[inkstainedhandsandcoffee]

5-year-old Verone: Can I keep the nightlight on?

Ullmina: And provide the monsters with a beacon to your location? Use your head, Verone.

[inkstainedhandsandcoffee]

Ullmina: You are useless at hospitals. I remember one time you cried and cried and cried. It was awful.

Verone: You’re referring to my birth.

[inkstainedhandsandcoffee]

Verone, during an argument with Dragunov: You aren't my Mother!

Dragunov, blinking slowly: ……Was that meant to be an insult, kiddo? Your Mother’s a piece of shit.

[inkstainedhandsandcoffee]

Santori: Is anyone d-

Ullmina: Distressed? Down for murder?

Verone: delusional? Disappointed with life?

Torque: Dead inside? Depressed?

Santori:

Santori: -done with their work…. What the hell is wrong with you people?!

[inkstainedhandsandcoffee]

Verone, completely serious: Ma’am, it has been reported lately that you do, in fact, have little paw-paws and a little button nose. Do you care to comment?

Cat he’s holding: Mrrow.

Verone: Riveting.

Doc, walking in: Am I interrupting something?

[inkstainedhandsandcoffee]

Ullmina: What are you doing?

Verone: The General is teaching me the most efficient way to destroy my enemies!

Ullmina, completely unfazed: Alright, just be careful.

[inkstainedhandsandcoffee]

Santori: I want to be a father one day.

Liselotte: But you already are?

Santori: Verone isn’t my child!

Verone, writing: Dear diary, today I was disowned by my own father.