#that’s the primadonna who’s a fusion of marlowe and cadence

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ID under the cut! I moved it there because this one is v long and my ID’s turn into mini-fics anyway

ID: Photo 1: Anonymous asks “bae are there,,,,, any other fusions👀”

Photo 2: The Dramaturg is standing against a white background, because he is well aware that the artist will be drawing more panels than usual and doesn’t want to complicate the scene. His hair is up in space buns, with small parts curling off the buns, and a headset over one ear. He is wearing a long light-pink cloak that is stained with paint and has David’s waves as well as Marlowe’s ribbon on both arms. Beneath, he is wearing a dark red sweater and a collared shirt beneath that. He has four arms, and the top left arm waves, while the top right arm is pressed down. His bottom left arm holds a clipboard while his bottom right hand holds the pen. He waves excitedly at the camera, starring directly at it with one green eye and one brown eye. The Dramaturg says “Hello! It’s lovely to meet y’all!” In a quieter voice, he adds, “sorry for being asleep last time” and trails off.

Photo 3: The Dramaturg puts his pen in his hair and reaches up with his top left arm. He points up with the top right arm, as if thinking. The Dramaturg says “We haven’t found every combo yet, but there’re a few I can introduce you to!”

Photo 4: The Dramaturg pulls a screen down from the top and winks at the camera, holding the clipboard with both bottom hands now. He shrugs at the camera with a smile. “Technically, I also haven’t met any of David and Marlowe’s other fusions, too.”

Photo 5: The image shifts to focus on the screen that The Dramaturg pulled down. His top right arm is in frame, with a pointer, and he points at the screen. There are two busts on the screen. The first is a man with light brown skin and a long face with pronounced cheekbones, hair straight and pulled back with a golden hairband. His black hair is long, going straight down his back, with lighter brown accents. He has magenta lipstick and large gold earrings, in the shape of hanging hearts. One of his eyes is light pink while the other is forest green. He faces toward the left, though he’s starring at the camera. The second bust is a man wearing a leather jacket, face fuller and more stout. He has sunglasses on that cover his three eyes. He also has an undercut, and the top part of his black hair is pulled back into a bun. He’s smirking, turned right though you can’t see where he’s looking. The Dramaturg says “I’ve heard some of them are pretty cool.” 

Photo 6: The screen shows two different busts. One is of a person with darker brown skin, curly hair pulled up by a tie dye hair tie. They smile serenely at the camera, eyes brown with pink hearts in the iris, and what looks like scars on their cheeks and across the bridge of their nose are actually eyes. They have small heart earrings, too, and are wearing a dark pink turtleneck. The second person is more childish, grinning at the camera though he’s looking up, with tanned skin and a scar on his cheek. His eyes are bright gold and he has messy short black hair, wearing a darker yellow bandana around his neck. The Dramaturg’s pointer is not in frame, and he says “Parent is fairly common, and Fortitude is Gavin’s most stable fusion.” 

Photo 7: The image zooms out again, showing the Dramaturg standing besides the screen, which is blank. He looks up, one of his hands pressing a finger to his lip in thought. His bottom right hand holds the clipboard while his top left hand, which had been holding the pointer, lowers it. His bottom left arm, though, is hugging his top left arm tight. The Dramaturg says “I’ve also met” and trails off. 

Photo 8: The Dramaturg says, “Him.” The Dramaturg is starring worriedly into the distance, irises small, brow pinched in fear. His arms all tuck closer to himself, pointer pointing up, hugging a little tighter. On the screen, the image goes darker, and the figure of another person is visible. He has antlers sticking out of his head, dark black hair hanging off parts of the antlers while also coiling down from his head. His back is toward the screen, though he’s looking over his shoulder at the camera, one single red eye glinting ferociously. He has brown scales trailing from the antlers down his face, though his skin itself looks pale.