#trying to create outfits for these that look somewhat like the actual characters' outfits is kind of a pain in the ass
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silvercat-the-daydreamer · 2 years ago
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octocats of cotc and ot2
so there's this wonderful game pixel cat's end where you have cats. and i made some of the octopath characters into cats in that game! (spoilers: one endgame character of ot2.)
cotc cats:
auguste and gilderoy (they're gay. hehe):
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prome!! (still waiting for him to finally come to global cotc...)
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sazantos (sansan with a bunbun 💖. and he's a student cause he's not an adult yet. smol):
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on to the ot2 cats!
temy and crick (with rainbow flower petals falling on them because gay. and look at the tiny isopods at temy's paws! they're supposed to look like tiny sheep.):
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fun fact! they have kittens. they are tiny.
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and now the... less popular characters. here's cubie beloved:
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and, the mint. (her hair is made of seaweed.)
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honorary mention: kaldena. i don't have her yet so here's only a pic from the cat sandbox (the pattern looks like her face but unfortunately it's a really rare one):
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that's all of them! i care them... (except mint she can die.)
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fl00mie · 6 months ago
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Heyyy, got any fun headcanons you'd like to share with the class?? :3
oh god someone really asked this—
i'm not good at all with headcanons unless they come from nonsense situations, out of that i try to attach the most to the canon of every character Dx i might be able to think of ideas that fit them from time to time but it's not something i give much thought to, i tend to forget about it after a while and prefer to read other people's takes instead, but i'll make an effort! ok, here we go
starting from ink
i always think about this line he said in the truce comic about how paradoxical it would be for error to destroy any universe or creation, obviously this is a character trait so that artists can create content with him but certainly the only thing he would achieve would be to create more AUs or alternate TLs. based on this i think that if ink met him he would see him as a potential friend or battle partner regardless of what he may think of him, he would fight with an error who believes would achieve his goal by defeating him.. although i feel that this is something the community (or at least those folks who are passionate about the actual canon of characters) had already taken for granted😅
still talking about what ink thinks about error, he loves that he makes sanses dolls, it makes him think that he doesn't only think about destruction because he takes the time to make them in detail<3 he admires that about him
adding this thing i said a while ago of ink taking swap on trips to outertale because of his passion for space:3 they would be calm nights where swap contemplates the starry sky while from time to time he asks ink things about astronomy, ink would be just drawing, dream could join sometimes! (adressing star sanses topic later)
ofc ink would be a fashion icon, sometimes- in the words of comyet herself, ink could wear a fashion-acclaimed outfit one day and the next day wear just a pair of duds that only HE thinks look good, AND I LOVE TO THINK ABOUT IT!! he likes to experiment with any kind of aesthetic as if he were some kind of canvas for his ideas
he would totally have a sketchbook full of fell drawings, he'd completely deny having a favorite universe or sans no matter how obvious it may seem lolss
about dreamtale hmmm
i prefer to think that dream is someone who is constantly insecure because of something i have already mentioned before, he carries the guilt of not having been there for others when they needed him the most (when nightmare had just turned him into stone and he couldn't do anything about the negativity recently spread across several universes), and not to mention his actual mental age, although he was somewhat conscious while being made of stone he didn't live his life like his brother so i could grant him a certain degree of naivety
that last thing could go hand in hand with the fact that he never learned to read and leads to kinda angsty situations
besides, i still trust that star sanses can work, dream would have eventually felt guilty for how he addressed ink when he found out how he allowed universes with cruel stories to follow their course but he realized that he had a purpose and did not really enjoy the suffering of others (unlike the comic joku made about this), ink would forgive him without problems and they would go out sometimes with swap
there's this 8h long video in spanish explaining everything that's known about dreamtale so far (and that's only the first part lol, i've only seen 4 hours but i plan to watch it all), there's mentioned how love is a neutral feeling that can lean towards negativity or positivity, this gives rise to the possibility on the part of nightmare (we already know that dream is capable of becoming fond of people) that he feels some kind of love -not romantic- for others, proof of this could be how he has come to treat Killer when he's hurt using his healing powers
in general i think that nightmare acts extremely calm and serious rather than someone mocking
also, now that i know a little more about dreamtale's lore, i like to think that one of dream's favorite animals are cats, because of neil!:D (this could indicate a potential friendship between dream and killer lolll)
that last one goes for killer as well!! obviously when he got his happy ending with color
this might differ a bit with error's canon but i love the concept of "allowed anomalies" in the anti-void, i'm planning to do a drawing of this but they would be ink, fresh, swap and sometimes fell, allowed because of fear, neglect, (possible) fond and as a chocolate source respectively
random idea, i always thought that a child in geno and cross' life (separately) would bring them a lot of happiness
regarding geno, this is more of an assumption from how i've seen him act in the aftertale comic, like, we know he's still a regular sans because that universe counts more as an alternate timeline but as time went by he started to act calmer than classic, he gives me mother vibes if you ask me xP so also based on how he behaved with after!frisk(? in the end i think a child to take care of would bring him more peace in his happy ending
and cross! we could say that it's canon because of lux's joke comics, he certainly looks genuinely happy taking care of her. although we can also see how he's somewhat overprotective with her even when she's an adult, yes it would make him happy but it may be a disadvantage/neglect at the same time
also, it's cute to consider how dream and epic can form a friendship based on cross, i haven't seen epictale story but as far as i know cross is canon there sooo i believe in dream and epic as a protective duo over cross supremacy!!
ohhhh god i think that's all for now, i can't think of anything else
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mahou-furbies · 29 days ago
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First impressions on Champignon Witch
This manga isn't really magical girls, but there is a witch in it (duh) and no way I'm not gonna talk about it. I saw this in a compilation of anime that's coming out in 2025 and from the promo art alone I knew this was going to be my manga (from the mushroom witch hat with ornate decorations), and so far it has lived up to expectations.
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The story is set in a fairytale style world, where the black witch Luna lives in her little mushroom house in a forest with her magic familiars, and makes various powerful medicine out of poisonous mushrooms. People fear and hate her because she emits poison, and even the few merchants who will do business with her and treat her in a friendly way wear protective items around her and will scrub clean everything she has touched after she leaves. Luna continues to create medicine for the townspeople though, because she has few other ways to feel connected to other people outside seeing everyone all happy about the anonymous source's cures, even if she knows that nobody would want them if they knew they came from the poison witch. Also unbeknownst to the normies the poison she radiates is actually beneficial, because she involuntarily sucks up this vague evil bad vibe energy around her, and turns it into a more manageable form.
The first volume or so is spent following Luna's life, and it isn't until later when she finds the turbo poisoned boy Lis, somewhat cures him and takes him as an apprentice that the main story actually starts. The council of the black witches wants to kill him, because it is speculated that his poisoning will eventually take over and he'll cause large scale ruination, and only allow a limited time for Luna to teach him to manage his own poison.
I like how the whole series has a rather somber tone, which mostly comes from the characters wanting and failing to be close to one another, and trying to make peace with having to give up on someone. Like Luna has lost several of her black witch friends to witch hunt executions. The story also has a difficult relationship with love, since love is "poisonous" to black witches and messes up their magic, and also Luna has to live in isolation anyway. But it doesn't seem like this is a "love conquers all" kind of romance, because it has a side character give a speech on how it's condescending of outsiders to think that life without love is somehow incomplete.
I really like Luna, aside from the lovely character design she also has sweet quiet personality and it's easy to root for her to get through her self esteem troubles. I also like that she is already an experienced witch at the start and not a newbie who is baffled by everything. I'd say my biggest complaint about the story is that lately it has been a lot more about characters other than Luna, I wish she'd come back to the spotlight soon!
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Since Luna's character design is what drew me to this in the first place, I was extremely happy that she wears a lot of memorable "medieval fantasy" type outfits. Quite many of them in fact, she has a new one almost every chapter! And sometimes multiple in the same chapter! And you know how I often like to draw collections of animu outfits with the character standing there in a neutral pose, here the author has done my job for me because almost every chapter ends with a good reference image full body pics of the major characters' new clothes! Even the ones that only appear once on a cover! It's like this was made for me.
Finally it should be mentioned that eventually Lis falls in love with Luna; it's somewhat complicated how old he is because he keeps getting aged down by magic so he is chronologically older than how he looks (and so is Luna for that matter, this is a "magic people stop aging" kinda series), but if that's a dealbreaker to you then maybe steer clear.
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genericpuff · 1 year ago
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I’ve seen some people try and defend Lore Olympus by saying that movies like Hercules and such aren’t accurate to Greek myth, yet they’re still loved. And I somewhat get where they’re coming from, i really do.
BUT- I feel like part of the problem with LO is the fact that if you replace the names, you’d almost be right to assume it takes place in a completely different setting. Meanwhile, if you take away the names from the Hercules movie, you can still tell where it’s supposed to take place. (And who’s who, if you know your myths). Plus the writing of Hercules is 100% better than LO.
The difference between LO and Hercules is that Hercules clearly has respect for the source material put into it. It might not be accurate to the source material - because it's being retooled as a Disney movie for children - but you can tell there's still a lot of thought, love, and effort put into it. The team behind that movie did research on the art and culture of Greece, and adapted it into a movie that was entertaining and recognizable as a Greek myth adaption.
They put our home boy Heracles/Hercules in a tunic! Do you know how shocking that must have looked to American viewers who didn't know a shred of Greek myth and wondered why the big buff hero was being drawn in a skirt? Still accurate though!
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LO, meanwhile, writes Greek myth as if it hates Greek myth for existing. It comes across more as a white woman using these stories purely for profit and colonizing it with American-esque culture. The outfits have become noticeably less Greek since the beginning, the characters never eat Greek food anymore, and the locations are left as vague as solid color backdrops to indicate "The Underworld" and "Olympus" without actually showing any set pieces or understanding of how these locations would look and feel in a modern setting.
All of these examples I gave are things we saw a decent amount of in S1. But since then it's just become talking heads on top of flat color backgrounds, eating Chinese food and dressing in American-style clothing. When was the last time we saw a mortal? There's just nothing Greek about the comic anymore because either Rachel has gotten so complacent that she just defaults to what she knows without any research (so what she watches on TV and in movies) or she only bothered with her research in the beginning to get people hooked and convinced that she's a "folklorist" so that they'd keep reading the series and giving her money on good will alone.
Using Hercules as an example of "well it's not accurate to Greek myth either!" completely misses the point of what people are getting at when they say that LO is a bad Greek myth retelling. Guess what else isn't completely accurate to Greek myth? Hadestown. Hades (the game). God of War. Stray Gods. They all take creative liberties with the source material in order to adjust it to the medium and audience they're creating it for, but none of those adaptions are quite as disrespectful as LO's. And God of War literally has little angry man going around and brutally murdering the gods. It still respects the setting of Greek myth more than LO, but unlike LO, it doesn't try to constantly sound smart with its inaccuracies, it knows fully well that it's a video game first and foremost.
And that's the beauty of myths. They can be adapted across generations and used to tell new versions of the same stories. So it begs the question, why bother writing a Greek myth retelling if you're going to make it so non-Greek that you could have just as well just written a normal soap drama and have it still be virtually the same?
Compared to all of the other examples, LO is the definition of confidently incorrect. It should have stuck to just being Greek myth inspired, not a retelling.
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nintickleswitch · 8 months ago
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Strung in Her Web
Fandom: The Magnus Archives
Characters: Annabelle Cane, Statement Giver OC
Word Count: 1965
Content Warnings: CNC tickling, bondage, arachnophobia (no spiders directly involved, but they are mentioned and Annabelle has spider-like features), implied NSFW
Summary: Statement of Marjorie Winters, regarding a... A really weird first date. F/F, monster bondage + tickling. enjoy :)
Statement of Marjorie Winters, regarding a... A really weird first date. Let's just call it that. Statement given July 21st, 2014. Audio recording by Marjorie Winters, per my request. Statement begins.
Look, I'm sorry. I know this isn't how you usually do things. But... When I got an ad for your Institute last night, I knew I had to tell my story. I'm not really articulate in writing, though, and I don't think I could tell this to another person with a straight face. So I'll just do the tape myself. Hopefully I've done all the formatting correctly. Anyways, I suppose I should begin.
I'm a database administrator. It's not exactly a glamorous career, but it lets me live in London without going bankrupt so I suppose I'm happy with it. You've got to understand though, it's an incredibly demanding job. You have to stay on top of everything to make sure it's running smoothly 24/7, which means weird schedules and constantly scrambling to fix outages. At least I get the choice of working from home most days, which gives me room to at least half enjoy my hobbies.
On the flip side, it means I don't really get out much to meet new people. I've always been introverted, so making the effort to trek to a bar or club has never been worth it for me. IT also happens to be a boys' club for the most part, and the couple of fellow trans girls that I do know live overseas, which is a problem when you prefer women. So you can understand with the pressures of having to keep everything under control and my lonely lifestyle, I needed something to cut loose for once.
I never really trusted dating apps, but it wasn't like I had much choice. It was that or go out and try to mingle in person. I ended up creating a pretty decent profile, with a few cute pictures of myself, my job and a list of my hobbies. I actually managed to get quite a few hits - some from male chasers, which I mean, that does happen, but most from women who seemed to be genuinely interested in me.
I didn't swipe right on most of them even then, as I was somewhat picky about people in general, but there was one woman who caught my eye. Her stark white hair complemented her beautiful dark eyes and eccentric outfit so perfectly, along with that elegant spiderweb dyed into her undercut. I was almost magnetized to her from the start. So I swiped right, and it turns out she'd already matched me. I was giddy from excitement, my hands almost shaking when I dropped her a line. My flirting was... Beyond awkward, let's say, but she took it in stride and seemed to find it rather charming. In the end, she dropped the location of a cafe and invited me to meet her there around mid-afternoon. Of course, I accepted.
You know, it's odd. I don't seem to remember learning that much about her. I know her name was Annabelle Cane. She was just as gorgeous in person as she was online, wearing a beautiful vintage tweed suit with a maroon shirt underneath. It turned out we both liked black and white movies and thrift shopping. She said she was a huge fashion enthusiast, being really fond of needlecraft and weaving in particular. She liked a bunch of cool bands I never heard of, and eagerly listened to me ramble on about my job and my life, never once taking those piercing dark eyes off me, like she was studying my every move to see what she should do next.
When she brought up that she played piano, I decided to be a little bolder than I was. I took her hand, and said I figured - she had the most elegant hands. At this, she broke into a wide smile. For a moment, I saw something strange behind the corners of her mouth - like something *retracted*. But I blinked, and it was gone. She stood up, and said her flat was just a 10 minute walk away from here if I wanted to see just how skilled they were. I couldn't believe my luck. So obviously I followed her, up to a modest little flat decorated in dark wine, purple and green hues, styled effortlessly just like the rest of her was.
She poured me a glass of red, and told me not to be so nervous. That she was going to take care of me. Now, she was 5 years younger than me, and a couple of inches shorter, but the way she spoke made me feel like I was down on my knees for her already. I hastily downed the glass, and before I knew it, I was in her bedroom. She pushed me down onto the bed, kissing me with a hunger I hadn't experienced in years. Her deft hands made quick work of my outer layers, leaving me just in my camisole and skirt, stroking and pinching me in ways that had me sighing desperately for her before anything had even happened.
Eventually, she pulled away with a wicked grin, and asked me if I wanted to do something a little more special. Before I could ask what she meant, she grabbed several lengths of silk rope from a nearby drawer. I'd written that I had a fair amount of experience with kink in my profile from my college days, and I was always down to experiment, so I hastily nodded. I lay down on the bed prone, with my arms raised above my head, waiting for her patiently and eagerly.
She started with my body, her hands working quickly to create an intricate pattern that I only recognized as a web when she was finished. It was as mesmerizing as it was complex, and the tightness of it underneath my chest, around my hips and my thighs made me ache for her touch even more. Her work continued with my arms and legs, securing them to each of the four corners of the bed. I could hardly move by the time she was done. My heart pounded in my throat like a caged bird battering itself against the gilded wire as she told me to close my eyes, whispering the safeword in my ear before leaving imprints of her teeth in the cartilage.
The stroking started off slow, sensual. By that time I gathered she liked being in control, and I relished in it. I could tell she was having fun by her pleased little hums whenever I squirmed too much, digging her nails in slightly more wherever I was particularly sensitive. She pulled light giggles and soft, delighted moans out of me, mapping out every inch of my body with her hands. Even when she intensified the pace, making me buck and squirm and laugh properly with her clever touches, I couldn't help but melt into her touch. Her nails caressed my chest, up along my inner arms, circling my stomach and the grooves of my hips, dancing along my inner thighs... I was in heaven.
In fact, I was so caught up in how good it felt to let go that I didn't even notice that something was definitely amiss. I mean, I did notice, but not consciously. Trying to cut through all of those mixed nerve signals was almost impossible in my state. It didn't click for me until I felt a fourth hand tracing the curves of my neck until I realized what the problem was. My eyes snapped open, expecting to see a second person she'd brought along without warning me. But that wasn't what I saw.
Kneeling on the bed in front of me was Annabelle Cane. It wasn't the woman I saw before, though. Her eyes... Oh god, you don't understand. She had so many eyes. Protruding from her lips were a set of vicious looking mouthparts, clicking and chittering with excitement. And where I once saw two perfectly normal arms, she had four more, their languid movements unnatural. Inhuman.
Believe me, I tried to scream, with all my might I tried. But the moment I did, it turned into cacophonous laughter when every one of those six, swaying arms descended on my prone body. And I realized I never knew what true helplessness felt like until that moment.
One set plunged its thumbs into the pockets of my hips, kneading there mercilessly. Another raked its neatly manicured fingers from my ribs to my underarms, scraping those hollows with what felt more like stiff bristles than nails. I was almost reminded of the bristles on a tarantula's leg. One of my exes was a real exotics nut, and he'd often try to convince me how cute and fuzzy they were, holding his prized pets up to me with a wide grin. But all I could see were those beady little eyes, watching me like they were plotting my every move - the same eyes that were now staring down at me with utter glee.
The last set wrapped around my knees, squeezing the caps and skittering its fingers along the underside. Occasionally, they roamed to my tight calves, the tender underside of my thighs. And all I could do was laugh. Do you understand? I couldn't - I couldn't move an inch. If this was normal bondage, I would have at least been able to squirm - she certainly gave me plenty of room to, but I couldn't. It was like I was hypnotized under some horrible spell, like a fly caught in her web, forced to endure the barrage of unbearable tickling torture.
So I laughed. And I wept. Once I got over the shock of it, I even remembered that she'd given me a safe word. But I didn't say it. Because I think the worst part of it was, I didn't really hate it. I mean, yes, I was begging for mercy, begging to do anything for it to stop, and I was petrified with fear like I'd never been in my life. But I just... I couldn't help myself, I guess. The rush that came with losing all that control, terrifying as it may have been. And she was gorgeous, and such a skilled domme...
When it finally, mercifully ended after what felt like forever, I was a wreck. My hair was plastered against my forehead, I was sweating like crazy. My body couldn't stop... Trembling. That was all the movement she allowed. All she did, leaning in close with those clicking mandibles and those dark, beady eyes sprouting from her forehead and her cheeks, was whisper a single word to me in a low, husky voice:
And I answered.
"Safeword?"
"Chelicerae."
"Good girl."
She leaned in for a kiss, and it was... God. Intoxicating would be the best word for it. At some point, she bit my lip, and I started to feel... Fuzzy. Sensitive, helpless. When she finally drew back, that was when I saw what she really was. Each of her arms a chitinous, segmented leg with those bristly little hairs all over that scratched and tickled like cruel little brushes. But it didn't matter at that point. I was all hers.
Statement ends. 
I'll spare you the rest of the details. For my sake, and for yours. I think you know what happens next, and this statement is... Hardly appropriate for your archives at this point, I think. But I had to get it out there. Had to save whatever poor soul runs into her next. She's scheduled a second date with me at some contemporary art exhibit. I think I'm going to go. After all... I just can't help myself.
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maggplays · 2 months ago
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Thank you so much for all your hard work on your Immersive mods, they're a joy to play! You've inspired me to give modding a try, and I've got like a billion questions, but just off the top of my head: 1. What came first for you, the dialogue or the cut scenes? (And how did you learn how to do the cutscenes omg they're perfect) 2. What made you decide to involve other characters in your Sam/Sebastian mod? 3. What other tools do you use to see your additions in action? Is there a command you run to play your cutscenes or to manipulate the time of day to test something? Thank you in advance :)
Wow, you're going to make me think for a second, haha! This is a long answer so keep reading...
I start with the basic heart level daily dialogue first, then move on to dated dialogue. If I think of an event I want along the way, I will just hop over to the events and write that, then go back to dialogue. It's easier for me to keep it consistent if I go back and forth. I do have a basic overall story in mind before I start so I can generally plan events along a heart-level timeline.
I added the characters that are involved in my main character's life the most, family and close friends. Then in Seb I added some stuff for Alex just because I wanted to have a mini story with him. So it's just whichever characters seem to want to be in your story or dialogue. If I were to write one for Abigail, Sam and Seb would be in it along with her parents. Leah and Elliott don't have a lot of town connections, so other characters would be less involved or more at a surface level unless I wanted to add a story/connection for them. Elliott would have something with Willy and possibly Seb. Leah has virtually nothing in vanilla so would have to be all new.
Coding events... that is a real challenge to learn, the online resources are kind of there but limited. I pieced it together from looking at code on other mods, the Stardew modding wiki (articles on event modding and creating i18n files), and the Content Patcher GitHub instructions. I really don't recommend using my mod as a beginner reference, it's huge and full of stuff you probably don't need. I'd use a somewhat simpler one that's updated for 1.6 like Immersive Characters - Shane. The structure is similar, but my mods use a lot of dynamic tokens and conditional code that I added along the way making it much more advanced. Join the Stardew Valley discord, they have a modding help section and they are super quick to answer questions.
I also make custom sprites for events, I don't really advise doing this unless you're prepared for some extra headaches. Players DO NOT like when you mess with their sprite mods and you'll end up either ignoring a lot of complaints or making patches for Seasonal Outfits mod in particular.
To test your events, code it all up the best you can, then run debug ebi eventID in the SMAPI console. This plays your event immediately. There are some twitchy things about this involving conditions you'll learn along the way. You also need CJB Cheats Menu mod, this allows you to skip time, change friendship levels, change weather, all kinds of stuff you need for testing dialogue without actually playing the game. Bottom line, it's really trial and error. And running debug ebi like a million times on each event as you watch your characters literally walk off screen, turn the wrong way, farmer's hair pops off, so many bloopers!
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bite-the-bloody-hand · 5 months ago
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Dramatis Personae
For the sake of having the most important details of Zell's person and history written down somewhere, I have been compelled to create this character sheet of sorts. FULL of spoilers for Kingmaker and Wrath of the Righteous.
Name: Grenzel 'Zell' Marion Hellsing Birth name: Salyut Pronouns: He/Him Gender: Trans Man Species: Dhampir (Vampire King Ancestry) Age: He thinks he's 25, but he's off by a few decades. Birthday: 20th Gozran :weed emoji: Star Sign: The Bridge (or The Daughter, I think he's right on the cusp?)/The Underworld Dragon Sexuality: Pansexual, Panromantic Deity/Religion: None Class: Dirge Bard / Seeker Oracle - Nature Domain/Hellbound Curse Background: Nomad- Hongolian and Ustlavic Alignment: Chaotic Neutral to Chaotic Good Path: Azata+ Love interest: Daeran Arendae Starting Stats: (Level one): STR 16 DEX 8 CON 14 INT 12 WIS 14 CHA 16 Top 3 Skills: Perception, Athletics, Persuasion Hobbies: Spinning thread, bug hunting, venue crashing (plays banjo, drums, flute, trumpet, and lute as cover) Horseback riding, various kinds of entertainment-derived mischief, Improv theater, carving (bone, stone, wood, usually small things.) Accent: Ustlavic - while fluent in Common he prefers to let people think otherwise. His accent will get thicker when he's tired, annoyed, or fucking with someone. Will speak in broken Ustlavic or a paint-blisteringly thick Honglian regional accent at the drop of a hat.
Quotes: "I'm not reading that." "Even foul water puts out wildfires."
Appearance: 5'5", broad shouldered with a somewhat wolfish appearance. Works out, but wouldn't say no to a cookie kind of physique. His hands and feet are oversized and a bit paw-like. He has hip-length, greying black hair that he keeps braided - usually in two simple plaits but he does love a fancy set of braids when time allows. His skin is a dusty gold-grey, as if undeath has left an actual tarnish behind.
His face is wedge-shaped, with high cheekbones, square jaw, and a slightly large nose crooked from catching one too many right hooks. Eyes are sharp, with small pupils and colored a bright blue-green - like the afterglow of a lightning strike - that reflect eerily in darkness or low light. Heavy, sharp eyebrows give him a somewhat cynical, predatory look that gets enhanced by his easy grin - he's not shy about showing off his fangs. He has one large deep scar bisecting his right eyebrow that sadly doesn't have a cool origin - a clay pot fell on him when he was trying to get it off a tall shelf. Otherwise he bears a few cut marks on his arms and legs from skirmishes, a deeper set of clawmarks over his ribs from a bad run-in with a wolverine, and the scars from affirming surgery. Finally, the fatal gutwound from his 'death', and the subsequent chest scar from Areelu's botched experiment.
Generally he gives off the air of a wolf desperately trying to domesticate itself, or a half-feral stray hunting dog. Real freak on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere energy. In the kindest of terms he can be described as unsettling but beautiful.
He favors jade, carnelian, and silver accessories when he can get them, and has simple bar earrings in each ear that he can't quite recall ever getting. (They're tracker tags from Areelu on account of his habit of fucking off in a random direction and getting stuck or lost somewhere upsetting.) He has issues with the joints in his hands being hypermobile that he corrects with silver splint rings. He favors primarily black outfits with pops of bright color, and minimal armor to avoid any issues with spellcasting. He has long debated the merits of getting a tongue piercing but hasn't decided whether to commit yet. He has a tattoo around his left leg of reindeer stones, and plans on getting more but isn't sure on the designs yet.
Personality: Zell by nature is an exuberant, friendly, genuinely loving person who has learned the hard way to be extremely reseved with his trust and care. He affects an easygoing, relaxed demeanor that covers an anxious intensity soaked by deep, deep rage that is difficult to percieve until that switch flips. He leans on his innate charisma as social currency, is something of a barfly and enjoys sneaking himself into events by claiming to be 'with the band.' He especially loves crashing weddings and birthdays in this manner. Is generally known as The Guy to go to if you need something delivered, furniture moved, wood chopped, or defensive horseback riding lessons. Sometimes given to bouts of deep introspection, he has something he's searching for or working towards that drives him obsessively. Suffers from chronic joint pain and light-induced migraines, dyslexia, and severe abandonment issues. Runs hot, therefore gets heat exhausted easily.
Archetypes: Ringleader, Bon Vivant, Ambitious Sorcerer, Seeker.
Merits: Kind, supportive, loyal, gentle.
Flaws: Bloodthirsty, capricious, self-destructive, deceptive.
History: [UNDER CONSTRUCTION]
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w1f1n1ghtm4r3 · 10 months ago
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ippiki au: minor characters edition
first things first: here look at everyone. dont mind the inconsistency of style, i took a 4 month break in the middle of these okay
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and now! lore and stuff will be under the cut to not clog up everything
ill include everyones images a second time before their specific lore just to help keep track of things i hope you dont mind that. also implied vbs event spoilers (specifically for light up the fire) when you get to radder, if thats a concern at all
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mizuki- deer. a runaway from an arena with lower security, met ena early into their escaped days and theyve stuck together since. their antler broke while in the arena, and they havent shed yet to grow back evenly. whether the white spots are because of their deer species or the fact that theyre still a teenager or just because of weird hybrid things is up to viewer interpretation (aka i never really settled on a specific type of deer for them). unfortunately the antlers make them pretty visibly trans and they dont really like having them, but at least most other hybrids dont seem to care too much.
ena- mountain lion. grew up in the same lab as akito, and to neither of their knowledge, they are actually related (ena was still somewhat of an older sister figure to him, along with some of the others from his group. they havent seen each other in a few years since ena got taken to an arena. to each other they might as well be dead). not the biggest fan of their current situation, but shes trying to make the best of it.
they live together currently in the undercity, living somewhat steadily off of odd jobs. its not the greatest life, and maybe one day theyd like to leave, but for two teenage girls, its the best theyre managing for now, and it certainly could be a lot worse. they both couldve never escaped their arenas and died there.
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haruka- domestic shorthair cat (but often mistaken for being a russian blue... shes just a regular gray cat with blue eyes). an ex-feral (captured as a child) turned show pet with a reputation for her cool charm. while shes taken to this life with relative ease, she misses her home from far outside the city and her childhood best friend who got captured at the same time and separated from her (she cant help but fear that an is probably dead, sent to an arena for her rowdier personality. shed like to hope otherwise, but the odds are against her)... also yes, her outfit mainly looking like her asrun outfit is intentional.
minori- goat. i forgot her sideways pupils here but she has those, just like kohane and luka. a childhood friend of kohanes, raised in the same lab, but was bought as a show pet instead. no one really knows why, besides her enthusiastic personality having its strengths in the idol-like niche of show pets. admires haruka from a distance, but theyve never had a chance to properly meet. maybe one day...
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nene- longhaired fold cat x canary. part of a private project attempting to create non mammalian hybrids by balancing them out with known stable hybrids, and shes one of the first semi successful ones. she might have survived to a reasonable age so far, but not without complications. shes prone to occasionally unstable health and has some speech issues, mostly caused by the bird parts of her not mixing well with everything else. the feathers are cute, but at what cost? although being kept in a very restrictive environment isnt doing her any favors either...
technically shes not even a main part of the au! shes got her own side storyline with wxs lol
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kotaro- racoon. literally just some guy. from the same town as haruan, but hes just been there the whole time. probably the only character here who hasnt experienced the horrors to some extent. not actually relevant to the au besides like oh he exists he might briefly show up, but i wanted to draw him because i had design ideas
souma- domestic dog, some kind of mutt. suffered a combination of severe injuries throughout his time in an arena and during their escape, leaving him with a nasty mess of scars across his body as well as a mostly paralyzed arm and a noticeable limp. hes trying to stay positive despite that, after all theyre free! but its tough sometimes, he cant help but feel bad that hes slowing down their pace in traveling.
arata- caracal. from the same arena as souma, but escaped much more unscathed, his past injuries are nowhere near as severe. heard stories about the outside world somewhere and is now determined to find somewhere worth living out in the wasteland with souma. hes not exactly friendly to people they cross paths with, but its mostly out of caution to protect both of them.
fun fact i had to redesign soumarata partially because i just wasnt satisfied with their designs (i had made some very early on into the au) and partially because me and my friends realized souma is the taller one (hes like. slightly taller than touya? while arata is only taller than akito) and i had it the other way around before.
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nagi- maned wolf. a popular face around town, and one of their most successful participants in various resource gathering missions (it isnt uncommon for hybrid towns to have members who will steal things for their towns from supply trains that go out to human towns in the wasteland and nagi was often a fan of going on those). she liked to get out and explore the wasteland! sometimes shed let an (and less often, haruka as well) tag along with her so they could see more of the world while still supervised, but that led to her own downfall. a mission went wrong, the kids got caught, and she got killed trying to save them.
taiga- tiger (how could i not go for the pun, and also canon did it first anyway). while once a common sight around town, after nagis death hes become a rare visitor, traveling more often than not, only stopping home once in a while. maybe he doesnt want to linger around the feelings left behind now that shes gone. scary and serious, but not out of bad intentions.
ken- fox (just like an). runs a somewhat popular cafe in town, comfortably settled down. he regrets not being there to protect his daughter, but theres nothing to do about it anymore. maybe one day shell come back, but for now, hes got a job to do and thats the most important thing for him to focus on.
nagi and taiga are fully aware that theyre siblings, unlike akito and ena. it was more common for their generation to be aware of this, rather than having knowledge about their origins withheld. they both were in an arena that focused on team fights, and when taigas original teammate was killed, nagi ended up with him, prompting him to help them both escape because he didnt want to let his sister get hurt more than necessary (even though shes capable of taking care of herself in a fight). they met ken (another arena escapee) during their way out of the city, and began traveling as a group of three until they found the town they all called home. their presence was an important part of making that town thrive into the place it is now, even if things for the trio have since fallen apart quite a bit. nagi is gone, taiga rarely sticks around, ken is the only one who stayed now.
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meiko- bear. runs a convenience store at night in the undercity near one of the arenas (the one akikoha are in), well known around the area and uses her advantageous shop location to help new escapees get a little more set into their newly freed lives. a kind if intimidating woman, and very reliable at her jobs.
miku- striped hyena. just an average young escapee living in the undercity, although she doesnt try to blend in very well. ever since she got her hands on some hair dye shes been stubbornly sticking to the faded and grown out color, she thinks shes cool with it. friends with a couple humans who seem completely unbothered by her animal traits
luka- ibex. an escapee from the outer city workshops who decided to move to the undercity... and never really settles down anywhere. she likes to wander from place to place, experiencing the great expanse of the city from its depths. shes got her favorite places to come back to, but more than anything, shes always on the move to see something new.
kaito and the kagamines are humans (the kagamines are mikus human friends!) which is why theyre not here 👍
and thats everyone! apologies this is a monster of a post, but i hope youve enjoyed reading. and hopefully its semi coherent lol
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sol-lar-bink · 7 months ago
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Honestly your Kirby ocs are wonderful and really inspire me to wanna make some too, you got any tips for that? Would appreciate any tips or just how you came to have some of the ideas for them
Thank you!!! That really means a lot to me! My OCs mean the world to me, and its wonderful to hear they inspire you!
I'll try to write some general tips and how I kinda came up with some of my ideas... hope any of this helps!
I mostly focus on the spiders since I'm just super in love with them. And they vary a lot I'd say!
I usually like to start with a few questions before starting work, but not always! Sometimes its fun to just design a character for the heck of it, or if you get a really cool idea! And you can worry about story and lore later.
My questions usually involve
. 'where will this character live?' usually dependent on where I want to plop them into the kirby world. Dreamland? Floralia? Some distant planet I just made up? Anything!
. 'what role/ purpose do they serve for me or the story creatively?' Are they gonna be a main character and have a story? Are they gonna be a self insert for fun? Are they a supporting character or a love interest perhaps? Or better yet, a villain?! The possibilities are endless!!! I sometimes like to make side characters as well, like NPCs. . 'what will their personality be like?' Fairly obvious question, but it will really shape the character into exactly what you want, and who they will be! . 'who are they friends/ enemies with, if any?' I like to usually pair my characters up with someone at least, unless isolation is a key part of their story/ identity. A good example I have is making Toxecia and Sylvette. I specifically made Toxecia to be a tyrannical Queen, and Sylvette to be a close friend to Tox, trying her best to help her become a better person.
Or you have Puffe and Pierce for example. They both work for Haltmann Works INC, but are rivals and hate each others guts.
There may be more questions I'm forgetting but those are my main thoughts first and foremost.
One thing that usually leads to for me at least is a story to tell. I like to create a story my characters can follow and develop through- even if I know I'll never actually be able to tell the story. But a story can come before or after you make an OC.
Now lets talk a lil about how I came up with a few of my characters!
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Halaro for example! He's a... sort of self-insert, but also not. His design is both based off of my other sonas/ main characters, and also Taranza. Saying Taranza may seem obvious, but my ideal goal was to have Halaro work in the castle, to be a part of it and be around Taranza. This helps me control how much detail I can actually put into Halaro. I don't want Halaro looking superior to Taranza as he is meant to be lower rank than Taranza. So his design ends up being rather simple with a few minor quirks to make him at least stand out.
Tbh he's does get confused for Taranza often still, but I'm slowly working on separating them more and more as time goes on... but still keep em somewhat similar.
So... he lives in Floralia, Dreamland. He's a sort of self insert, he's the main character overall in my little story (which may never be told lmao) but its nice to have a story somewhere in the background and bring up bits of it every so often.
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Toxecia is a fun one. She's heavily based off of a anime character from 'Black ⭐ Rock Shooter' named 'Black Gold Saw'.
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I took the longer horns, the hair design (somewhat) and some outfit pieces. Like the sleeve I turned into one of her robes. I also made a similar weapon.
Where my differences come in are the colors. I really wanted to use a toxic green and purple combo cos I've never tried that before. Other elements are mostly original- like her scepter. Its simple, more or a trident if anything, with a classic kirby™ eyeball aesthetic.
Its perfectly okay to borrow things from other IP or OCs as long as you change it up enough!!! Be inspired by what you like!!!
One thing I like to do too is look at other peoples OCs and examine how they design things, what makes them unique, what colors can work or not.
You can also go the route of making a mood board of things you might want the character to be like.
I'd write more but I don't wanna go overboard lmao. Hope this at least is a starting point! Feel free to send any more questions!
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elvenbeard · 2 years ago
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Then and now - shippy edition! 💜
Enabled and inspired by @pinkyjulien @humberg @arcandoria @breezypunk @kharonion and everyone else who's done something similar XD My little VP and modding journey featuring Vince and Kerry over the last few months!
So, I figure, most of you can relate to my disappointment when I realized at the end of my first playthrough that there's so little interaction possible with the main NPCs outside of their respective questlines. The text messages your LI sends you are adorable, yes. Being able to sleep in their bed and then waking up next to them? A+ game design, 100/100, every game with romances needs this. But where is my option to hug, kiss, spend time with Kerry? Rude!!
Still though, I was undeterred to create some shots for my new favourite blorbos with my vanilla game (I had never heard of AMM then (or at least was too chickenshit still to install it)).
2023/Feb/06
Behold, my first attempts at creating something shippy (and I do still like these a lot) - title: Kerry meets Nibbles.
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The idea behind this is probably kinda self-explainatory XD I had these as desktop background for so long, it feels so nostalgic to look back at them now. I think I have some slightly edited versions somewhere but cannot find them for the life of me, but there's no big difference really, just some slight colour/contrast editing.
I was always a bit bummed out by the fact that Kerry's default outfit for idling at the villa is the one with sunglasses on (while over the progression of his questline he wears it less and less as he gets to know V better, as if he is letting his guard down). But oh well! Also yes, that was and still is my favourite photomode pose for V really, because it is very versatile:
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But that's... really it when it comes to opportunities for shippy moments outside of the quests.
2023/Feb/09
I was yearning for more!! As you can see, these are only 3 days apart. I had done some research and learned about the "[NPC] Interactions Enhanced" mods that I highly recommend for the options to kiss and hug your LIs alone :3 And! More shippy shot opportunities, because Kerry will finally be somewhere else in his huge-ass villa besides the sofa or the bed, and take off those beloathed sunglasses:
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Hhhh.... I can't tell you how happy I was about this shot. I remember yelling to my friends on Discord about it half in tears (none of them really knowing much about the game yet apart from my occasional screaming about all the angst and plot twists). I think I described it as "Vince finally feeling some actual, real happiness, daring to imagine a future", just content and relaxed, having a late night talk with Kerry. I still like it a lot, and because of the mod enabling me to take this pic I still low-key wanna look into quest-modding some day and see if I can make something in a "romance-enhanced" direction. The "Kerry calls V and wants help with cleaning up the villa" quest we all deserve xD
2023/Feb/12
Another couple of days later, and with one toe dipped into modding now, I finally installed AMM (I think, since this was around Valentine's Day, this must've been when I saw a tutorial by @pinkyjulien on how to pose your blorbos for kissing poses with AMM, and my mind was blown XD). My first attempt to even get anything accomplished was kinda frustrating though (because I wanted to do too much too quickly). In a couple of the other "then and now" posts I saw earlier that the more common approach for getting into AMM used to be "swap your characters with NPCs around the city" and I was like.... "oh, yeah, that would've made things a lot easier" 🤡 Nope, I went right in with spawning them in and trying to squish them together with poses that somewhat matched XD
The following were my first AMM-posed screenshots that worked how I wanted them to, and aösdhfdsaf I am somewhat self-conscious about them still. What is a "look at" feature? What are expressions?
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I never shared these publically before but hhhhh... this is it, this is the moment where the brainrot started. They're at Dark Matter, talking about V's childhood in Charter Hill, musing about how it's insane how they both occupied almost the same spaces for such long periods of their lives and only never ran into each other due to their age difference. I'm actually still (slooooowly) working on a little comic with this scene/story as topic, cause it is so essential and important to me (based on a random spontaneous decision I made about V's past before even knowing the Dark Matter existed... right across from V's childhood home asdöasdhfjds. Setting the whole "we were destined for each other" trope I have going on with them so much in stone ;A;). This is one of the shoots I'd also really like to redo with my current VP skills... maybe when I've finished my hand-holding poses, cause yeah... hand holding ;__;
Speaking of which:
2023/Jul/13
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Five months later, still stupidly in love with each other, still regularly back at the Dark Matter because the place is so gorgeous and important to them. Kerry's getting some more outfits slowly but surely (even with sunglasses!), I have a much better understanding of AMM and the VP possibilities in general now. These two unlocked completely new ways of creative expression for me that I wouldn't even have dreamed of possessing or wanting to follow. VP has become such an amazing creative outlet, for creating all those little scenes I wish I existed in the base game, or which I'd love for them to have in their future.
Am I crying about fictional pixel men too much? Maybe. But over a short period of time they've become so important to me, and I got to meet so many cool and inspiring people in this community after not really feeling part of or even drawn to creating for a fandom for a long time anymore. Can't wait to update this post some time in the future to see where my and their journey will lead to!
I feel like my progress is kinda slow, and I wish I had more time to dedicate to them and all my creative endeavours, cause they'd deserve it for all the joy they bring me xD But alas... Fingers crossed for more spare time and better time management in my future! Thanks for reading this far and coming to my blorbo talk 💜
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just-a-carrot · 1 year ago
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Yo yo yo Carrot.
I did do research on character design a bit ago. I was just wondering if there were any specific tips/things you kept in mind while designing any of your characters. I have a general idea of where I'm heading but I figured it couldn't hurt to try. No need to push yourself though.
(Orlam has a white shirt because he's basic :). It's perfect character design. )
hhhhh... i can try 💦
behind the cut because this got long
i think the problem is i never have any specific things in mind. for the life of me i can't even think back to how i came up with any of the characters i've ever come up with. usually they are like a mish-mash inspiration of various ideas tumbling around in my head, often influenced heavily by sheer vibes and/or music i'm listening to and/or media i've consumed or images i've seen
for me i think the biggest thing i've noticed is that i develop characters incredibly slowly lol. like i have a really hard time jumping into a new story with new characters that i haven't spent a long time thinking about (i.e., literal years). they all start from like a small random kernel of an idea or inspiration and then they grow and develop as the rest of the story starts slowly turning into random scenes into my mind, and i continue to learn new things about the characters even while actively writing (i think i've said before but some of the biggest themes and plot points in OW that feel like core parts of the story i didn't even come up with until i was actively in the midst of writing it, like, post writing arc 1 and even arc 2; arc 4 in particular like i had not planned 80% of what happened in that arc until i was writing it laksjdfa)
and i feel like a big part of this is because i'm actually really bad at designing/developing characters at the drop of a hat and can only figure them out through long periods of thinking and writing
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2018 vs 2023
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2018 vs 2023
i first drew the OW characters in 2018, but i'd had the idea for the general story (arc 1) even before that. from what i can remember when trying to come up with what they'd look like, i would try to think about their vibes from their role in the story. iggy is somewhat soft, awkward, and anxious, so i guess my mind developed a somewhat nerdy disalarming look for him with kinda muted colors (we don't talk about the fact that his shirt/overshirt combo makes no sense laksdjfads). orlam i knew i wanted a kinda scraggly little guy with greasy hair (sooper sekrit never-before-heard!ow lore: i actually did originally design him with a ponytail but it changed to a rattail while working on arc 1)
i'm quite bad when it comes to fashion design in general so i often come up with fairly plain-looking outfits. but some of the things i like playing around with the most are things like height dynamics and color variety (i always try to use a diverse range of hair colors for instance, as i feel like it's one of the big things that can instantly differentiate characters in a group)
you can see this in easter too i guess:
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admittedly with easter it was a bit different in that tho i had some mental images in my head of generally what i wanted the chars to look like, some of the details and choices got limited because i had to use a sprite generator someone had made to create the sprites for the game (because it was an RPG maker game and i wasn't good/still am not good at creating animated sprites). so their final designs were a bit of a mix between my original ideas and my ideas translated into sprite generator options, hence some of the... odd design choices lakjdfsd
going back even further to characters i designed for other stuff like novels and stories, though my art style was different back then i feel like a lot of the same types of design choices can perhaps be seen LOL:
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also please enjoy this old old old old OLD carrot!art from 2005 of three chars i created as a child that i thought were the coolest things ever...
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i feel like i've lost the plot here a little bit LKAJDSFLKADSF
though i guess this is simply because i can't really explain what my head does when it comes up with characters. i don't have any sort of formal training in character or game design. i do have an art degree but that was more formal stuff (and i was often told that my personal cartoon-esque style of artwork and the stuff i drew in my sketchbooks was Not Creative). so i don't really have any set sort of guidelines or rules or even strategies that i use for coming up with characters. they tend to just kinda form over time in my mind according to my own aesthetics???? like i create characters that i would like to write and draw. i create groups of characters because i really really like group dynamics. i create characters with varying heights and body types and vibes. i create lots of short loud-mouth snarky asshole characters ldkajfsldkadlfafLDJFADFAD
if you have any more specific-type questions i can try to answer them but i think this might be the best i can do for just talking about my general mindset for characters... 💦
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changingplumbob · 11 months ago
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hii!! 11-14 for the story questions
Hooray a chance to talk!!! And I actually really wanted to do these 4! Thank you Lori 😁 I'm throwing in a cut just because I write long answers, don't want to be cluttering dashboards.
11) Why have you decided to tell this story? Are there any messages or meanings within it?
It was about 6 months of me playing my rotations before I had the thought to record what was happening in story format. I was actually sticking with households and wanted to be able to look back and see how far they'd come, so I decided to start writing and taking screenshots. I've always liked creative writing throughout my life, but have been reluctant to share it, there's so much talent out there. I enjoyed writing about my sims so wanted to share it, mainly so I could talk to people about my sims because I have such fun playing.
Messages or meanings... I try to write most of my sims as being accepting. There's a lot of hate and bigotry in our world, and I like writing a world where there is minimal prejudice. Samir will never have to face sims distrusting him simply because he is of Arab descent. Devin will never face discrimination in casting simply because she is married to a woman. Joey will never have his job performance questioned simply because he has hearing loss.
I do write a few mean and narrow minded sims but they are few and far between. They are mainly there to add some realism but I want my sims to feel safe being who they are. So messages... judge someone for their character, not something that they have no control over (ethnicity, sexuality, gender, disability).
12) Do you actually play the game or do you just use it as a storytelling medium?
I LOVE playing! I preordered Sims 4! However, patience is not my strong suit. The longest I've played one household lasted from the teens in a household growing to YA and having a baby... I was the master of making a household, playing for a few in game weeks, then getting bored. Rotational play is great for me as it helps me stay invested, plus I love to micro manage.
I do consider that I'm playing my game and just recording what happens for the most part, Reece and Samir are the only ones I think of as me crafting a story. Apart from them I play pretty unplanned.
13) From basic planning to a finished post, how long does that take you?
I like to play, take screenshots, then write for those before returning to the game for another round of playing. Let me check some dates... The next households first part screenshots were taken on Jan 28th and I finished playing the household on Feb 3rd. Looks like I created the word document on Jan 28th and it was last edited on Feb 4th.
So 8 days to play and write the chapter. I'd guess another day to finish queuing the posts (I also do these as I go). But that is probably one of the faster ones. This latest one I've done has taken me over 2 weeks, yes I was away for a portion of that, and I've still not finished the writing. I'm currently unemployed so I have the time to spend on it. When I find a new job I imagine average creation time will double or triple.
Drafts from the past take about 3 minutes as it's just me getting a screenshot of whatever weirdness is happening and putting it in a post. Lookbooks can take several hours to string together, or less than 1 if I'm not providing new outfits. Build or Reno posts take maybe half an hour to put together, providing I took the screenshots I need. This post took me an hour to write because I'm having an IBS flare up and thinking deeply.
14) Do you have any regrets about your story so far? if you could go back in time, how would you fix these?
I am not a big one for regret in real life. I was for a long time but now I try to see the past as "things happened, I did the best I could in the circumstances with my resources and what I knew".
I do somewhat regret putting my earlier writing straight on Twitter with no copy to my hard drive because all that story is essentially lost to the black hole of the internet. BUT that's taught me to keep records of what I'm doing.
Story regrets... nope. I've sat here for 5 minutes and cannot think of one. I do feel sad about making all of Marta's family dead but I don't regret that choice. What I have done with my sims are things that made sense for the characters.
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monkeythefander · 1 year ago
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Patton and Remus Fluff, Pretty please with a cherry on top? 🍒🥺
Patton & Remus Fluff Headcannons
Here are some Patton & Remus Fluff headcannons as requested by @jumbo-bo on Tumblr. These headcannons are platonic Patton and Remus, but if you want to interpret them as romantic that’s fine too. The headcannons are a little more hurt/comfort towards the end, but they’re mostly fluff.
Content Warnings: mention of allergies (cat allergy), mention of a zombie cat (which has stitches on it), food and drink mention (in relation to the zombie cat not needing to eat and drink), mention of playing horror games, mention of having nightmares (Patton has nightmares, so I guess a bit of Patton hurt/comfort is here).
Click below the cut to read the headcannons.
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- Since Patton is allergic to cats but really wants a cat, Remus decides to make a zombie cat for Patton. The cat isn’t a stereotypical zombie that eats body parts or anything. It’s basically a cat that doesn’t need to eat or drink to live. Patton is a bit scared at first by the cat, since it feels very cold and has some stitches on it, but the cat meows happily up at Patton and the moral side is immediately in love with the cat. Patton thanks Remus and decides to show his gratitude by letting Remus name the cat. Remus names the cat Frankie, like the character from monster high, since that series is one of the few not so scary monster related shows he and Patton can bond over.
- To bond with Remus, Patton tries to play some horror games with him. They are typically mascot horror games, because the mascot designs can be somewhat nice to look at, which makes playing the games a bit less intimidating for Patton.
- Patton gets Remus a onesie to wear to family movie nights in the mind palace. The onesie looks like a rat. It has little ears on the hood and a tail on the back. Remus likes it enough that he actually wears it to bed sometimes.
- When Patton has nightmares and just wants someone to listen to him vent about them afterwards, he goes to Remus. The creative side isn’t freaked out by the negative or dark thoughts Patton’s mind creates in the nightmares, so Remus is great at calmly listening to Patton’s retellings of them. Remus is also great at hugging Patton after he finishes venting. The moral side didn’t expect Remus to be a good hugger considering he lived with Janus and Virgil, who aren’t too openly affectionate. So Patton was pleasantly surprised by how comforting Remus’s hugs were.
- One day Patton asks Remus if he can give him a makeover. The moral side wants to try out a new style, and likes some of the casual punk outfits Remus wears when they aren’t filming Sanders Sides videos. The creative side excitedly agrees to the moral side’s request and gives Patton an outfit that can be considered pastel punk.
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End Notes: Thanks for reading! As always, if you like any of these headcannons and want to make a fanfic or fanart based on it, you can do so. You just need to ask me first, and then credit and tag me in the post so I can see it.
-Monkey💜
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nilouandnarimylove · 8 months ago
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More about my genshin ocs: Amelia!
This'll probably turn into a little series where I talk about my genshin ocs, their lore, and their relationships with the other characters.
Today I wanna talk about my main oc, Amelia
Amelia is an anemo bow user from Liyue, however, she's currently living in Sumeru in Gandharva Ville.
She puts up a stoic, polite, and elegant front to those around her. Opening up to people is a difficult thing for her to do, due to trauma revolving around her childhood. However, when she's not putting up a defensive front, she's actually kinda goofy. She's more clumsy then she likes to let on, and a bit more playful as well. Underneath her proper and somewhat cold exterior lies a sweet, awkward girl who in the end is just trying to keep herself from being hurt.
She holds some resentment towards her home town, due to the sheer amount of trauma and abuse she experienced from her family (I'll get into it all in another post, but it touches on some pretty heavy subjects. Poor girl has been through a lot).
She gets rather bitter when anyone tries to ask about her time in Liyue. Always saying she'd rather not talk about it. Very few know about her experiences back in Liyue, and that's because she's scared to open up about them.
Moving onto her physical attributes. She has long black hair, and blue eyes. (Pretty basic for a genshin character, but I'm not the biggest fan of complex character designs haha). She's pretty slender, and somewhat pale. But not so pale to make her look like a vampire. Despite her slender build, she's actually very athletic. She's flexible, more strong than she initially comes off, and has incredible stamina. For her clothes, I honestly see her wearing the genshin forest watcher npc outfit.
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(I could see the green part to be light blue or teal. Also I refuse to see her with an npc model.)
Also, since she's been named as one of the best archers in Liyue, she's pretty strong. Her aim is IMPECCABLE. If she missed, she did it on purpose. Her archery skills along with her anemo vision allows her to send a sharp gust of wind along with her shots. She also learned how to sense where her enemy is at through feeling the winds direction. She can also use the wind to lift her up so she can shoot her opponents at different angles. (I like the image of her burst creating a pair wings that allow her to shoot from the sky. Still in the works tho).
As for her current relations. As I said, she's currently living in Gandharva Ville. And one of the first people she formed a real connection with (outside of her family) was Tighnari. Their relationship is incredibly important for Amelia's development, and she feels the closest with him (I see their relationship as romantic but I'm also okay with them being interpreted as platonic!) they honestly deserve their own post, so I won't ramble about them here but just know they're close haha.
Her and Collei have a sisterly relationship, and Amelia finds herself being almost protective of her, while also being slightly jealous of her?
Here's a hypothetical voiceline about Collei I wrote in my notes a little while ago:
"Collei is an extraordinary young woman, even if she doesn't realize it herself. After everything she's been through, I wouldn't expect her to be so cheerful. Yet here she is....trying her best everyday despite her past. Sometimes, I find myself admiring her perseverance, and her bravery. And maybe a little jealous, to be truthful, heh...."
I guess I should also give her voiceline about Tighnari:
"Tighnari is one of the most strange people I've ever met. He's so patient, and caring, while still being stern and strict. He's incredibly smart, but he's not arrogant and doesn't put himself above others. If I'm being honest, I was wary of him when we first met. Foolish of me, I know. I just couldn't wrap my head around how he was so patient, despite me messing up several times. Nowadays, me and him are much friendlier. And um.... don't tell him I said this, but he's one of the most important people in my life. He's helped me through so much....some day, I hope to repay him."
Her and Cyno's relationship is a little more complicated, but they become close as her and Tighnari's relationship developed.
Her voiceline about Cyno:
"He's.... interesting, to say the least? When Collei explained to me just who the General Mahamatra was, I was expecting someone stern and intimidating. But, low and behold, the first thing he says to me when we first meet is a joke about shroomboars... And then he went on to explain the joke, in a concerning amount of detail. I was so confused I didn't even know what to say. Regardless, after that, I feel more at ease around him. He'll even ask me to duel with him in a game of TCG every now and then."
This post is already pretty long so I'll leave it here. But yeah, there's some things about Amelia! :)
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the-orbz · 2 years ago
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Force of Chaos - DCL short story.
I wanted to write about the "Magic" System and how the emotions work in it, and I wanted to develop some characters. Dwath is special because his character caused the system to be born, Ran is special for reasons you'll find. No edits, original piece. 13 Pages according to WordCounter.net 5847 words.
Written by: "DCL Representative: Grim" (Or DCL for short.)
Section 1 - 1717 words, 3.8 Pages
^Orbz Orbz, where the fuck is Orbz? How the hell did something like this slip?^ The only thought that can rush through their mind in the immediate moment is how the god-like mortal can crush this force. ^Oh fuck it, any one of you mortals, Gilc even, get the fuck over here and get rid of this.^ 
Ran looks over at them, seeing her rub her hands together to create a source of warmth, her fire element igniting and giving an orange glow around her. She seems curious why she is so focused on thought and not using her powers normally, looking over at Dwath before back at  her. 
“Hey, what are you thinking about?” Ran asks, her helmet’s visor off.
“I am praying that someone saves us, not to the gods of course, the last thing I want is for them to actually hear me beg for their mercy.” She responds, looking up at Ran from her crouched position through her light blue visor. 
“But we have Dwath, he is Death’s son, I am sure we will be fine.” Ran looks over to Dwath again, him only giving a thumbs up and a smile, putting down his scythe to release the warm aura for Ran. “He doesn’t seem very scared.”
“Well you two can avoid death- and that thing can probably sense powers, so be careful with that thing Dwath.” She sees the slight flame from the scythe and looks behind the rock she leans against, turning off her under-suit’s overshields. “God these C-Tek suits are so annoying, this damn metallite somehow is elastic AND horrible at keeping me warm.” 
“You have it set to Nitrogen, you sure you can’t breathe something else?” Ran looks closely at the armor on her, trying to see past the mix of metal and black cloth to look at the suit.
“Likely she breathes oxygen too, the manites make nitrogen function the same as it, of course providing mana.” Dwath says, not looking over as he looks the other direction, looking for the next place to go. 
“When did you learn chemistry Dwath?” Ran asks, getting up from her crouched position to look at him. 
“Huh? Oh that was a basic lesson in Real-Chem, they teach it in college ever since the standard was exploration.” He says, looking at Ran, her brown sweater and white pants contrasting his pure black reaper robes. 
“Realm Chemist- YOU WENT TO COLLEGE?” Ran seems interrupted by her surprise, knowing Dwath struggles in situations like school. 
“Y’all are making me feel under qualified, practically the highest ranking young adults there are around, casting your spells with no issue and knowing all this stuff.” She says, looking back over and matching Dwath a lot better than Ran, a mix of metal in her outfit over and cloth, high grade to absorb energy shots a lot better than overshields, and very good for fashion.
“Yeah- dad made me- Hey, Mraol, you are just as qualified. You were chosen for a reason, and I am sure the bounty hunter courses helped somewhat.” He responds, patting Ran’s head.
“And we are all different in our own ways- I have pink hair and white on, I stand out like crazy  here!” Ran responds to her, hugging Dwath afterwards. 
“Chosen? THAT THING IS AFTER ME! Also, none of us were chosen for this- Orbz would not send his DAUGHTER on a mission with whatever that is.” Mraol shouts, her orange glow being faded out by the scythe’s stronger aura. 
“Hey it is okay, we’ll get through this. No need to sound scared and angry.” Ran says, offering a hand to hold.
“Why the sudden aggression anyways?” Dwath asks, keeping one hand on the scythe for the warmth to stay up.
“Because it’s not there.” 
“What?”
Just as Dwath and Ran say “What” it immediately strikes, scaring both of them apart as the purple scythe-like claw hits between them. It would of hit Ran’s arm had she not put it out, startling her a lot before Dwath grabs her and warps behind Mraol. 
“Oh yeah thanks for helping the more vulnerable one- WHY BEHIND ME OH NO-” Mraol quickly jumps to the side as she sees her concern lift the scythe and sweep. “HA! MISSED ME!” 
“RUN MRAOL” Both Ran and Dwath yell, backing up.
“I am TRYING.” An orange glow releases from her eyes as she jumps up onto the scythe, blue surrounding her body as she swings around the thin pole of the purple scythe. 
It shoots an energy blast right at Mraol, catching the end of her orange power and pushing her back. She quickly fires a blast from her pistol, a yellow ribbon wrapping around her arm to the gun as it shoots straight up at the source of the weapon. Mraol feels the impact of another swing, dropping her gun and holding against the pole, clinging on above the blade. Dwath releases Ran and jumps up, using his own scythe to slash at the pole, being surprised as it barely causes any damage. 
“Fucking- HELP ME PLEASE!” Mraol stands on the blade and snatches her weapon back, a vine shooting from her hand to grab it. 
“My scythe BOUNCED OFF THE THING, WHAT IS IT MADE OF?” He looks over to Ran, catching an orb she tosses. 
“Oi I am just the support!” Ran uses her powers to cast a powered orb, much different then the tech orb tossed previously. She shoots the red glowing orb over at Mraol, seeing the aura cover her and cheering at the success.
“Hell if I know! FUCK-” Mraol deploys a see through green shield out of her fist and flings a shot explosive away, blowing up behind her. “That was sick as hell.”
More arms come down from the mass, one glowing yellow and being the source of the explosives, and another that simply has a claw. Mraol swiftly fires more shots from her gun, yellow only powering two more and her green shield going down. Dwath throws the orb up, catching the yellow shots in it, jumping up to grab it. 
“The hell Dwath?”
She fires more shots, knowing without yellow powers the accuracy will be off. Dwath slams the orb into his weapon to gain the powers and cut off the explosive arm. 
“You have LITERAL GOD MAGIC, WHY DID YOU NEED TO STEAL MINE?” Mraol yells, dodging the falling arm. 
“For some reason mine doesn’t work! I used legendary magic and it only went through with no damage.” Dwath responds, dashing down. 
The scythe arm changes its target to Dwath after losing the explosives, Mraol taking a moment to breathe a sigh of relief the explosives left after her shield. Her eyes then widen as she remembers the scythe and quickly fires, no aura to it. She panics even more as she sees the grab arm come down and try to block the shot, but the energy narrowly races past the claws and hits the spot weakened by the previous shot, breaking the arm off. 
“Holy FUCK Dwath you almost got hurt.” Mraol says, deploying a red blade out of her left hand using a different power. 
“WHAT? WHY DID YOUR NORMAL WEAPON HIT IT?’ Dwath asks, death not a concern for a reaper like him. Perhaps Death’s help could make this easier. 
“Hell if I know-” She says before being interrupted by the claw, cutting through it with her red blase.
“Hey, does it not seem like it is going easier on us?” Ran asks, looking over to the two of them as the arms stop for a moment. 
“Haha, maybe it knows what happens if it hurts you. It only targeted Dwath after he cut a limb.” She jokes, seeing her red sword shrink into a dagger. 
“Wait what if it only wants you, Mraol?” Dwath says, wondering why another arm hasn’t come down- “Wait, arms? The report was something much different?”
“Oh, because you can hurt it!” Ran adds, beginning to look up with Dwath.
“The thing I said that was looking for me doesn’t care about fighting the kids of some of the strongest people? Really?” Mraol sarcastically asks, not looking up because she knows what is next. She holds her pistol up.
“Oh you already said- we should get out before it starts trying.” Ran says, looking back down to see Mraol holding the gun up.
“I thought we just beat it-” Dwath says, before hearing the loud shot of Mraol’s gun, legendary aura surrounding it and making a full cannon enhancer. “HO WHA” 
“One is not enough.” Mraol says, a light shield beginning to cover all of them and dark spikes growing. 
“Wait what?” Ran asks, looking at the shield.
“Wait for it.”
“For what? Dwath asks.
“Why do you still doubt me?” Mraol asks back.
“I don-” 
Slam
A hammer comes down, green aura covering a hole within it to heal it, and a green shield covering it from further shots. Not as strong as it could be because of the massive amount of healing needed for the hole. It slams against the light shield, the green shield around it immediately shattering from the dark spike but in return shattering the shield.
“RUN FOR YOUR LIVES DWATH AND RAN, GO” Mraol quickly starts sprinting as several green claws come down and repair the other arms.
“What? OH-” Dwath sees the scythe come for him yet again and blocks with his own. “RUN RAN!”
“EEP” She quickly sprints after Mraol, shooting more red orbs at Dwath before pulling him, watching his scythe get pulled up out of his hands.
“IT HAS MY SCYTHE-” Dwath exclaims, backing up and following Ran. 
“USE YOUR RED POWERS.” Mraol yells back, a familiar shade of purple covering her as a circle forms ahead of her. “GET READY.”
Dwath tries to cast a red spell, a group of red bones coming out instead. Ran looks over confused and he just shrugs, shooting white bones. The white bones don’t go through the purple and lift the scythe off for it to fall, Dwath swiftly catching it and grabbing Ran.
“JUMP.”  The purple portal forms in front of Mraol, her swiftly sliding into it. 
Dwath jumps in with Ran, pulling his scythe through just as the portal closes. 
Section 2 1243 words, 2.8 Pages
“Holy SHIT that was close. I dunno if I was about to cast green or light again.” Mraol says, sighing as she yet again sits against a rock. She looks up to the purple sky putting her hands against her face. Her gloves touch her visor then her mask, but the feeling is still the same.
“Why was it so urgent we left?” Ran asks, looking at Dwath, who is checking his scythe.
“I have fought against that thing so many times, the arms are more like… fingers to a hand. The palm, which we got out before it came, would have shot a barrage of shots like the one I shot through that hammer.” Mraol states, holding her knees against her chest. 
“Which finger was the hammer?” Ran says, following the metaphor. 
“Pinky. A strong support that matters a ton. That was what, 4 fingers? We did not get to the ‘thumb’ of the hand either.” Mraol responds, looking up at Dwath. 
“I see a town. Very very far in the distance.” Dwath says, yet again standing.
“Hey Dwath, what the hell was with the bones?” Ran asks, pulling his scythe away from him. 
“I’m uh, an irregular caster, I have a large portion of abilities but I can only use them through bones. The scythe is my wand.” He says, fidgeting.
“Ah.” She hands it back.  “Hey, you did well that fight, not scared at all and looking badass!”
“With your help I can fight off the depression easily.” He says, yet again creating a conversation Mraol is outside of.
“Awe, I will always be here for you Dwath!” Ran says affectionately, hugging him.
“Oi lovebirds, we still have a threat after us. A town you say?” Mraol interrupts, though their conversation did not have far to go. 
“Oh, yeah, we could probably warp there now?”  Dwath responds, letting go of Ran and pointing the direction with his scythe. 
“Oh hell no, not with that thing on us. I say we go far away from it.” Mraol says, getting up. 
“But they could have supplies and help.” Ran adds, looking over to Mraol then the town.
“Yeah, but unless you are ready to defeat that thing once and for all there is no need to go into the town and have them deal with it. It will think you guys are part of some sort of army, compared to new people at least.” Mraol responds, knowing last time she visited a town the town was fine. 
“Oh.”
“Hey, we damaged it that much, we can defeat it!” Dwath says, holding his scythe ready. 
“Mm, remember what I said about ‘fingers?’” Mraol asks, the worry in her voice concerning the others.
“Yeah?” They both ask, looking over.
“Those were the nails of the finger. The rest of the finger is like summons as strong as Dwath.” Mraol says, stepping on the stone she was against. The mist that makes up the clouds above compliments the almost night sky very well. 
“Me?” 
“Nearly impossible unless its power source is gone, then maybe you stand a small chance.” Mraol says, jumping down.
“Awe, thanks- where are you going?” He asks.
“Testing your theory about getting help!” Mraol says, opening a dark portal below Ran and bringing her with her.
“Eep!” Ran says, seeing the purple scythe coming down. “OH GOD WHAT IS THIS PLAN DEAR GOD IlLUSIONIST HELP.”
“Wait WHAT ARE YOU DOING-” Dwath quickly jumps to the portal but it disappears, him falling flat.
The purple scythe stops in an instant as Illusionist appears, pausing time with light magic and unfreezing the gang. Rams life almost began to flash before her eyes.
“MRAOL WHAT THE HELL.” Ran yells at her before Illusionist gently pushes her.
“Heard you called?” Illusionist says, the childlike god still in his colorful outfit, a light blue hoodie with paint stains all over and his huge paint brush. 
“Do I have, like, an express call to gods?” Ran asks, confused why Illusionist showed up.
“Yeah Orbz would kill me if someone even push- oh no.” He says, looking up as Orbz falls through. 
“What the hell happened?” All of the powerful orbs are on as he stands in front of Ran.
“Orbz!” Mraol exclaims with joy. 
“Hi dad-” 
“Big ass thing, I paused time to save Ran.” Illusionist says, scoffing knowing he did not need the help of Orbz.
“You are going away from here.” Dark purple surrounds Ran before she disappears, the paused beast being looked at in its paused motion.
“Hey Orbz, can you help me with this thing?” Mraol asks, her back turned to it.
“Hey wait, why aren’t you asking me?” Illusionist asks, crossing his arms. 
“No, not my job to help with these affairs.” Purple begins to cover the same suit that warped Ran.
“Wait, do you not want to help save someone?” Mraol asks, looking at him.
“Not allowed to.” And just like that, gone. 
“Hey I can still help-” Illusionist says, looking at her and then to the thing. 
“Gods are cheating though.” She says, looking up with her hands to her face.
“And Orbz isn’t?” Illusionist asks, ready to help her. 
“Yeah, you are right. Besides, Dwath can’t even harm it.” She says, dropping her hands and looking at Illusionist. 
“Oh shit Dwath is here?” Illusionist looks up and unfreezes Dwath.
“Aren’t you like, all knowing? Would you not know that?” She asks him.
“Yeah but like, knowing everything gives a headache, so I only filter the important stuff. Hi Dwath!” Illusionist teleports Dwath over.
“Hi- hey is that still moving?” Dwath asks, looking over to the purple thing. 
“Maybe I slowed time?” Illusionist says, checking his spell. “No, it is just doing that. How about that.”
“What do you mean ‘How about that?’” They both ask, staring at him.
“I honestly have no clue what is happening and why it is doing that, that doesn’t scare me anyways, the rest of it however, that is stepping here.” Illusionist says, looking closely at it.  “Must be purple.” He mumbles. 
“Well, can you help?” Dwath asks, looking at it. 
“Uh, I don’t think so, not allowed to.” Illusionist says, looking at his paint book.
“WHO THE FUCK IS SAYING Y’ALL CAN’T HELP?” Mraol finally yells.
“Uh, Gilc, he learned how to read the script and is fixing some problems, you gotta go learn magic.” Illusionist responds, kind of wanting to help her, now for reasons beyond being offended.
“Oh, well I guess who I didn’t want to help is actually the nicest. Thank you Illusionist.” She says, holding out her hand.
“Hey where is Ran?” Dwath asks.
“I would like to help, see you around I guess.” Illusionist says, shaking her hand awkwardly.
“Wait, I do not know how to use my powers reliably, can you help?” She asks him, hoping maybe. 
“Is she safe?” 
“I can teach you after this-” He looks up to her eyes and sees the genuine change, accepting help from him. “You have all types, you just gotta master your emotions.” 
“Thank you.” She says.
“Guys?”
Illusionist hugs her tightly before warping out, time slowly fading back in. The purple scythe slowly picks up speed as Mraol backs up, opening her hand and seeing something, quietly putting it into her pocket.
“Yeah shut up, Orbz took her.” Mraol grabs Dwath and slams him through the portal, the two of them landing on a bed in the town. 
Section 3 - 1757 Words, 3.9 Pages
“Oi, off! Taken!” Dwath says, pushing her off him.
“You dummy, we had to go through the portal like that or else I would not have been able to cast it.” She gets off him and looks around, seeing the wood of the building and the warm yellow light. “Well, I guess we are in the town, one way or another.” 
“Yeah, let's hope it takes a while. I wonder why it was so fast last time?” He asks, looking at her as he sits. 
“I’ll explain to you after we are sure this is a place okay to be.” Mraol opens the door and peaks her head, looking down the hall and not seeing much, but hearing some chatter. “Might be a tavern, come on out.”
“Well I wasn’t going to sit in this bed forever.” He says, getting up and following her. 
“You could convince me with those sleep ropes.” She responds, walking down the halls with him before. “Aha, it is! Can you drink? I’ll buy you one.”
“Yeah, I am fine, I don’t often though.” He says, looking around. 
“Well, today you are lucky, I need to have a drink with me to see if someone is attempting to drug me, so you get to get a drink too!.” She grabs his hand and pulls him over to the bar, sitting down. 
“Hello! Did you come from the rooms? I don’t remember checking you in.” The tender is seen messing with a device under the table, seeming to fix something. 
“Yeah, random portal again, thankfully the room was empty!” She says, joking around. “Best I pay for the room for the night, and some drinks to go with it for me and my friend.”
Dwath covers his surprise over how much more joyful she seems here, looking around and seeing the odd devices around. He hears a drink being poured and the cup slide towards him, instinctively grabbing it. The oddest thing for him is the amount of clear mages, despite this being a known world. 
“So, come here often?” The tender asks, pouring her drink next.
“Eh, not really, I am being chased by this odd thing that is really set on destroying me, and I seem to be the only one that can harm it.” She says processing the motion behind the table with her purple powers. “Met god though, he was pretty nice.”
“He? Thought god was supposed to be genderless or something.” He says, her magic revealing that he was fixing a control for the light switch.
“Odd spot for a light switch.” She comments, remembering the item in her pocket. “Kind of like a kid, too. But there are others, I thought they are commonly discussed on Spy News?” 
“Oh, no access, this is a semi-protected world. Our vast magical enhancement here helped stop the others from coming here. Typically helps mages by giving them the spell they need, and making those who know which spell they need stronger.” He says, realizing she saw through the table. “More than a light switch, it is the party switch. Colorful lighting for fun events and lots of variety instead of the calm brown. How about your friend?”
“Oh him? He is the son of the Grim Reaper.” She says, taking a sip.
“How about that? Well, hope your adventure goes well. It won’t destroy this town, will it?” He asks, concerned for the safety of others.
“Nah, only after me, I am sure it will find a way to only get me. It is smart, knowing who to go for.” She says, leaning back in her seat. 
“Well, if you need our help, we will try our best.” He says, putting a glass back. “I have to go serve others, but I hope your night goes great.” 
“You too!” She says, then turning to Dwath. “So, how is it?”
“The drink?” He says, coming back in from being zoned out.
“The place, is it different than what you are used to? I imagine you see all sorts of people and places.” She says, looking at the door as someone walks in. 
“I mean, Segmentia feels like rubble, Nelchgotoy feels too industrial, the colonies are a bit… cramped. But this place is comforting, and the people here feel so different and unique- I mean different crystal C-Tek or Mechas still exist, but it is different here.” He says, looking at the colorful outfits of each person and the furniture, vines make up the stands for some tables, others use a solid rock, some have games on them. 
“In the Lost Worlds people learn to become a bit more expressive, their powers and them adapting to do all sorts of unique things compared to the same things we see on the news. People from here make the best champions. Red powers for example are only a sword and armor meta because Xile uses them.” She says, seeing the man who walked in purple and a reddish pink outfit. “Odd, he has the same vibe as that thing.”
“So, my bones would be more welcome here?” He asks, seeing the unique weapons. 
“More than welcome, you would fit in. So would Ran with her orbs.” She responds, looking at the guy closer. “Speaking of the thing, it has been a while since it appeared.”
“Maybe it went on break.” He jokes.
“Wait, it has never attacked me while I was sleeping- maybe it is?” She chuckles, before being immediately startled by the man she was looking at appear in front of her. 
“Keep looking at me like that and I’ll think you like me. You have to be a bit more discreet with your looking.” He says, leaning forwards and looking at her, one eye looking to her through her mask and the other covered by shadow. 
Dwath chuckles, not commenting. 
“Eep, sorry, you just have the same colors as something that's been chasing me. Hard to forget about it.” She says, apologizing and seeing his eye, a beautiful mix of purples with stars, mimicking a night sky.
“Haha, an ex? Not every mage of the same color is the same, though it may be the same emotions.” He says, catching a drink slide from the tender. 
“No no, an actual creature! It is huge and hides behind the clouds; I need to tell Dwath about it anyways, so I can share with you too.” She turns around to put her hands on the table.
“Ah, I am interested.” He says, facing the same way. 
Dwath looks over, “How hard is it to beat anyways?”
“Ah, so to start, I have not been too sure with my spells. I have mostly been randomly casting and it has worked, and I learned that the convenient one popping up is because of this planet! The thing though, it has been after me for a while~ I would say a few months by now? It started out very slow, only using the hammer and oh god I was scared when a hammer came from nowhere. Green powers kept me by, making shields and healing the heavy damage. If it had not moved so slow at those times I doubt I would be here- especially since it has broken bones!”
“Oh- why has it not done that now?” Dwath asks. 
“Well, aside from us dodging well, it was stronger before I started weakening it. Each new spell I showed it also showed a new thing, making it harder and harder. And the one mage who knew about its legacy only told me about how it was a tier 2 Chromatic caster, stuck in Dark powers and all the colors, elements, and such. At first I thought I had an advantage, I have more than that! But when I went to fight it, it clearly had way more.” 
“You are cute when you ramble.” The starry eye stranger says, still facing her.
Dwath watches carefully, wondering what he wants.
“Eep, at least you are fine with it.” She says, taking a sip and lowering her mask. “Anyways, it appeared to have a bit more than that, I have seen it use Soul powers and Legendary Magic, and a very small amount of Light, Black, Shadow, White, and Clear.”
“What has it not used?” Dwath asks, the stranger amused. 
“Crystal and Void. It has basically doubled in power. Not even I can use Void yet, and crystal rarely comes out.” 
“Oh, most people do not have access to the void tree- wait.” Dwath pauses. 
Both of them ask the same question, “You have access to the Void tree?”
“What is wrong with that?” She asks.
“Mraol, not even Illusionist can use that.” Dwath says.
“Only Keeper of Duality’s people have that power- Mraol? You can call me Starry.”  He says, his eye still in shadow.
“I am not affiliated with him at all- what does that mean?” She asks.
“You have a special power. Be wise, typically that much power consumes somebody.” Starry says, getting up.
“Oh wow- where are you going?” She asks.
“Places to be.” He says, leaving coins on the table before pausing and leaning forwards to her. “Unless you want me elsewhere?”
Dwath hears this and carefully grabs his scythe, casting telekinesis to Mraol tell her to be careful before feeling it swiped away and realizing. 
“Maybe your contact information, but nothing tonight, don’t want to abandon my friend.” She says, looking at his lilac colored hair and light skin tone up close to her.
“Shame. You will see me around, trust me, I am something of a… legend.” He backs up and bows, warping out.
“VOID CASTER.” Dwath says, looking to Mraol. 
“Huh? Wait, do you think he is like me?” She says, confused. 
“Yes- maybe he was looking for other non-keeper of duality casters?” He responds, a bit more excited. 
“I guess we will look for him in the morning, let's go get some sleep.” She pulls coins outside of her pouch and waves to the tender, putting down more than enough.
“Hey wait, how many beds is the room?” Dwath asks her.
“Uh, one, we landed on it.” She says, walking him to the room.
“Bone bed.” Dwath summons a number of white bones and grabs a blanket.
“Dwath that cannot be comfortable.” She says, sitting in her bed and lying down.
“You’d be surprised.” He wraps himself in a blanket and uses a bone to turn off the light.
“Eh, well, see you tomorrow.” She responds, unconfident of his comfort.
“Goodnight.”
Section 4 - Final 1130 words. 2.5 Pages
Mraol wakes up and stretches, looking over at Dwath, she throws the bone he forgot to desummon from the light at him. 
“Oi, what the heck?” He says, annoyed to wake up like that. 
“Can’t have you sleep all day, off we go before it gets us.” She says, fixing her bed. 
“Oh right.” 
“You know, instead of using a bone bed, you could have teleported home or something.” She says, folding her blankets.
“Did you sleep in your armor?” He asks, desummoning the bones and folding his blanket. 
“Did you sleep on a row of bones?” She asks back, putting his folded blanket on the bed. 
“Right, fair. So let's go outside.” He responds, rubbing his eyes.
“Want to see something cool?” She asks.
“What?”
A portal opens from the center of the room and drags the both of them outside the tavern. One dark claw flips the do not disturb sign to open and leaves as the portal closes. 
“Was that you?!” He asks, quick to hold his scythe and surprised. 
“No, and here we go again. I think I figured it out.” She responds, looking up at the thing and side stepping the first scythe attack.
“Figured what out?” He asks, looking to her and smacking a bomb away. 
“That’s Starry, he is learning the powers from me. Dark, Red, and Purple mage. He learned the other powers from other people.” She says, holding up her shield to block the next attack.
Unexpectedly the thing attacks a different way, slamming its hammer down above Mraol. She hears the sound of the hammer coming and looks up, confused, before being pushed by the bar tended. He seems to smack the hammer away with green fists, his aura manifesting into fist weapons. 
“Careful– To be honest I did not know you were actually being chased.” The bartender says, looking around. 
“Oh shit, he is fighting for real now. Watch out!” She wipes off the sleepiness off by using water elements, cold watering Dwath as well.
“I’M AWAKE!” He yells, grabbing his scythe.
“You need this.” She says, determined to defeat Starry once and for all and casting red over each of her companions. 
“I’ll stop it from harming any of the town.” The bartender says, nodding as she green enchants his clothes as armor and white enchants all of it. The kindness to help the town out. 
“See, I spread my powers Dwath!” She jumps up, blue covering her and enhancing her abilities, being enough to beat it. 
“I’ll take the summons!” Dwath says, seeing several warriors come down, a mix between dark warriors using electricity and light warriors using fire. 
^For me, I will gain enough power to impress the others.^ She warps the top part of it to the open area of before, getting behind a rock and repeatedly using light powers to undo its warp attempts. Several blasts shoot down destroying the rocks, the purple sky being as prominent as ever.
“You think that is a good shot?” She holds her pistol up, aiming directly at the heart of it. Knowing the perfect spot to shoot as the yellow enhanced shots fire.
It yells as it comes down, scaled down quite a bit due to needing to compress itself to reform. A spiked head and a number of legs from the back come out, crawling like a spider towards her. 
“You know, the legends of a caster really were what interested me in continuing to learn.” She says, firing consecutive blasts from her pistol. “I looked at you since you looked like the legends.” 
It slams a claw into the floor next to her before she jumps up. 
“But I didn’t think I would be good enough.” 
Its weakened claw turns into a dark vine grabbing at her leg.
“Or if I was doing the right thing.” 
Several dark tendrils rush to her spot.
“If I had to get it perfect.” 
Seemingly, they miss and she appears behind it. 
“If I was really going to be helping others.”
It swiftly turns around and slams a red sword into the floor, becoming smaller in size.
“But I kept trying.” 
It recollects its sword and forms into a dark humanoid, wielding a red sword in one hand and a dark wand in the other. 
“But I didn’t feel much until I had friends come.” 
It slashes at her spot before she slides under and fires a few more shots, hitting its chin. 
“And also, I could have beaten you earlier, Starry, back in training days.” 
A large purple light glows before she appears in several spots, using Void Magic to remove several sections until it is just him. 
“Maybe we could go out!” She says, smiling and looking at him.
He looks up at her, void crystal in his right eye where shadow once was, the void in it fading away. “Really?”
“No- did you not see the purple? Signing up to be a villain is not how you win someone's heart.” She says, looking away from him. 
“How did you realize I was from training?” He asks, looking up at her.
“Everyone else here does not use stereotypical stuff, and you were after me only. And when only I could damage you, it was a clear sign of the purple mage I once had, especially when you were nothing like the legends!  And when you came as Starry asking if the thing after me was an ex, it was so clear! What was the plan, learn all spell types as that thing and then appear after being gone for like, a year?”
“Still cute when you ramble.” He comments.
“Shut up Starry.” She says, ready to take him to justice using void magic when time seems to slow. “Illusionist I swear to god.”
“One, he is god. Two, wrong god. I will be taking him.” In a moment, Keeper of Duality takes Starry away. 
“Damn it.” She takes the item out of her pocket and looks. A note around a crystal. She puts puts the crystal in her C-Tek suit and warps back to the town.
“Mraol!” Dwath cheers, greeting her with excitement.
“Dwath! GET YOUR ASS TO RAN IT HAS BEEN 12 HOURS SHE MUST BE WORRIED YOU DIED!” She yells, startling Dwath.
“Eep- okay, good job! I’ll see you around.” Dwath bows before teleporting with a bone rather than his scythe, smiling.
“How did it go?” Mraol asks, looking at the bartender.
“It went good, they were not too hard with your enhancements.” He responds.
“Oh good, I’m taking a map and then seeing god.” She says, warping to the room.
^Shit, she actually met god.^ He looks up and sees the sky back to its natural state, a mix of all colors of powers.
End
Bonuses
Note: 
I do know a lot, like you will open this note when done! Here is a reality crystal, it is equal to my crystal, only a bit different. If you would like to come join me, this should let you warp up to the legendary realm, and you will be recognized as either a demigod, or maybe, a god. -xoxo Illusionist 
^Lord why did he do xoxo-^
Extra Scene:
“Ran, do not interact with our plans.” He says, looking to her.
“Our? What do you mean?” She asks, looking up.
“Keeper of Duality, he is bringing some change.” He responds.
“What if someone gets hurt?” She asks, holding a green orb. “No one got hurt, I promise.”
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fabrickind · 1 year ago
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Hello there!
I've been cosplaying for two decades now, and let me tell you first thing: don't worry about looking exactly like the character IRL. ESPECIALLY as a new cosplayer.
This is a somewhat recent phenomenon (I'd say with the advent of social media) that people feel like cosplayers need to look just like the characters they are dressing as. Not that old school was perfect -- there have always unfortunately been beauty standards involved -- but feeling like a cosplayer needs to have the same facial features and such as the character mostly gained popularity from social media, and mostly from people outside the cosplay community who consume cosplay content. This has created a cycle where cosplayers then feel like they need to cosplay characters who they already look like in order to gain recognition and popularity, and it goes on.
It's a very contentious concept in the cosplay community itself, as there's a LOT of exclusion that stems from this. Even newer people in the community (okay, newer than two decades lmao) end up feeling that cosplayers need to look like the character because it's the culture they encounter. However, this idea also breeds and exacerbates a lot of racism, fatphobia, etc. in the community and among those who aren't cosplayers but consume cosplay as content -- ask any Black cosplayer or fat cosplayer or other visibly marginalized cosplayer about the comments they get about NOT looking exactly like a character who doesn't share those traits! "Accuracy" is also a contentious term, but has often been weaponized to not mean having all the components of the costume, but also looking like the character in terms of race, gender, size, facial features, etc., and even among those who like having accuracy in their costumes, it shouldn't refer to things like accuracy of your body.
Of course, a lot of the "looks just like the character" also comes down to makeup, photoshop, and filters. ;] The vast majority of people you see who look just like the character in photos don't look anything like that on a daily basis, and some don't even look like that in full makeup.
So I would work to disabuse yourself of the notion that you should look like the character irl. Choose characters you like, outfits you like, etc., over stressing about whether or not you look enough like them.
THAT SAID. Some people do enjoy doing makeup morphing to look more like the character, and that's absolutely valid, as long as they're thinking of it as more like drag and less like the need discussed above. I would encourage you, if you are interested in this type of morphing, to be open about the fakery of it, rather than trying to hide it like some cosplayers do.
(Some people also just happen to prefer cosplaying characters they share features with, often either because they're marginalized and want to rep marginalized characters or don't want harassment for cosplaying outside their features, or because of simple personal preference, but that doesn't seem to be what you're asking about!)
For this, I'd actually recommend looking at Japanese cosplay makeup tutorials. There are some MAJORLY problematic things in some of those tutorials (brownfacing is unfortunately common), and I'd avoid the extensive face taping some Japanese cosplayers do, so tread carefully, but facial morphing is much more popular among Japanese cosplayers than it is overseas. Also look at drag tutorials, as while you may not be going full Trixie Mattel, but you will learn a lot about shaping your face with light and shadow.
Cosmode has a lot of tutorials -- again tread carefully -- that show how to do placement of eyeshadow, liner, and other makeup for a variety of character types. I also recommend this Lisa Eldridge tutorial for some tricks that aren't specifically for cosplay but rewired my brain, and this tutorial by an X gender Japanese youtuber for big-eye fem looks that also rewired my brain.
Not every technique will work on every face, though a lot can be adapted for different shapes, so it takes practice. Also if you have strong features (like I do), any facial morphing you are able to do will be minimal. I would recommend seeking out tutorials made by people with similar facial features an skin tone when possible, and practice to adapt tutorials that aren't on your face type and skin tone so you can still use similar techniques and have them look right on your face.
If you are interested in body morphing, take a look at my slides for my underwear panel. Also take a look through Classe's website, they're a Japanese cosplay brand with a lot of body morphing supplies.
So the tl;dr is that looking like the character is far from a requirement and is highly contentious, but if it's something you want to do and are open about the fact that it's all trickery (as it is), look up tutorials from people who do this type of trickery, whether cosplay or not.
I hope that helps! Good luck with your cosplay journey :]
I don’t know if there’s a platform for this on here but I’ve always wanted to ask this so I’m posting it anyway
Cosplayers — especially those cosplayers who manage to look dead-on like that character just irl — how do you do that?
Like I imagine a lot of research goes into deciding which shapes/features the character would have irl and how to sculpt your own features into that…and I’ve tried but any advice at all (or a tutorial even) would be lovely
I wanna get into cosplay but not sure where to start and I really want the whole thing to be believable 😅
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