#project paranet

[theomniplayer]

Pose practice drawings

Trying to get better at poses so these are some drawings I’ve made using reference images for poses.

To the left is Luz & Amity exploring a haunted attack.

The second image is a couple of my player character OCs Libby is my voidplaces explorer and Robin is from my personal project that I hope to work on soon.

[theomniplayer]

They look cute

i made this for my best buddy @theomniplayer honestly i had no idea what to draw so i drew her oc's alice and sadie in christmas theme because its going to be christmas soon. i hope she likes it.

[rawringcrafts]

More Dresden Files stuff!

I've had a neat idea for another little Dresden Files inspired little thingy. Writing descriptions is super draining for me, so I'll just copy the Etsy blurb I wrote.

Aluminum Bookmarks from a store that doesn't exist (but would be pretty swell, if it did).

These are a little piece of the Dresdenverse, that never appear in the novels, but feel like they should exist, that you would find them on Artemis Bock's checkout desk in a old coffee mug. "Free with Purchase" on a hand written sign next to them. A prop from the movie in your mind, that plays when you read the books.

We put a lot of thought into every part of the bookmarks, from the shops address, The phone number, its hours of operation, the return policy and -my favorite part- the logo. The German word "Bock", or "Steinbock" translates to Ram/Capricorn and Artemis seems like he'd be a gruff sort of fellow. We wanted to make them feel as authentic as possible, so we even dated them in world with the "Ask about our Paranet discount", which places them some time after Small Favor.

Each bookmarks is Printed onto aluminum, with a pewter pentacle charm attached by a red or purple cord.

This is a first product project for a whole ass sublimation system I bought. I really wanted to expand the kinds of things I can make for a long time and the last plaque run sold out within a day, so I could finally afford a whole new cool thingy! More things to come.

If you want one, you can get it here: https://www.etsy.com/listing/1634279499/bock-ordered-books-aluminum-bookmarks

[sporadicarbiterearthquake-blog]

Solar Panels Being Manufactured Using Super Greenhouse Gas 17,200 Times Stronger Than CO2

Galloping Towards Oblivion:  NF3, SF6 and the Apocalyptic Super Greenhouse Gases

In a radio interview on the Paranet Continuum in 1996, award winning investigative reporter and author R. Roy Blake predicted that the next catastrophe that mankind might face would be a “superflu coming out of China,” 24 years before Covid. He now warns that there is a family of “super greenhouse gases,” that are being ignored by nations and even environmental groups, hundreds to thousands of times more potent a greenhouse gas than CO2 (carbon dioxide) whose use is growing exponentially and whose greenhouse effect “makes human survival (in the future) unlikely.”

For example, NF3 (nitrogen trifluoride) is 17,200 times more potent a greenhouse gas than CO2. While the presence of CO2 in the atmosphere has barely inched upward, the use of NF3 (used in the manufacture of computers, flat screen televisions and SOLAR PANELS) has increased by at least 10% annually. 

Unfortunately, the UN, EU, US and even environmental organizations have chosen to ignore the issue or even to inform the public about its existence.

Author R. Roy Blake is an award winning investigative reporter (Project Censored 2001 award for article “Genetic Bullets,” in the Washington Free Press. In 2019 his oft-derided assertions that the 1988 Presidential campaign of Senator Gary Hart had been derailed by political dirty tricks was proven true when the Atlantic Monthly reported the deathbed confessions of Bush campaign manager Lee Atwater and his friend, a Democratic political operative, confirming that this was the case. He is also author of “Dying for the Truth: Reporters and Whistle-Blowers Who Died for your Right to Know.”

[gostaks]

purimgifts letter in progress

Hello Purimgifts creator! Thank you so much for writing/creating for me :D

My AO3 is gostaks

Do not wants:

body horror

porn without plot—anything that can reasonably be tagged ‘Mature’ is fine

mind control

canon-atypical child abuse

If you’re not sure whether something is a dnw/it’s borderline, you can assume it’s okay. I’m really only concerned about obvious examples.

Okay, if you’re just here for DNWs you can tap out now! Everything from here on out is entirely ‘optional details are optional’

Likes

Tone: Anything from tooth-rotting fluff to despair-filled angst is welcome. I love stories that juxtapose content and tone, or that are very different in tone than their source material. Also, puns, terrible jokes, and crackfic are very welcome.

Crossovers: Crossovers are possibly the best thing to have come out of fandom, uh, ever. I would love to receive crossovers between any requested fandoms, or with any fandom I’ve written/bookmarked/you feel reasonably sure I’ve heard of.

Stuff I’d love to see in general:

Slice-of-life

Focus on minor characters

Worldbuilding, especially worldbuilding focused on how governments or big systems of people function

Stories set in the far future or distant past

Challenges, should you choose to accept them:

Retell the story of Esther and Haman using the characters and/or setting from a requested fandom, or use the original work slot to take the original story to a different setting. 

Write a gift entirely in verse.

Find an image, then write a story inspired by it.

Prompts!

If you already have an idea you’re psyched about please write that for me! I wanna see what you think is fun to write :D What follows are prompts, in case you’d like something to get you started. I’ve focused on calling out a few faves for each source, but please feel free to write characters even if I didn’t mention them! 

If you’re looking for even more, here’s every exchange prompt I’ve ever given (requested fandoms in doc: Imperial Radch, Machineries of Empire)

Brief Table of Contents

The Dresden Files - Jim Butcher

Imperial Radch Series - Ann Leckie

Vorkosigan Saga - Lois McMaster Bujold

The Strange Case of Starship Iris (Podcast)

Original Work

The Dresden Files

I am going to drop an immediate disclaimer here that you are absolutely welcome to ignore any and all canon details in the Dresden Files. I’m up to date, the details just suck. 

(ETA: you know, it occurs to me that I phrased this poorly. So, take 2: I love the Dresden Files. It’s a concept I find incredibly compelling and a world I love to see people play around in. It also has some big fails in its depiction of women and Jewish characters. If you’d like to stick to Jim Butcher’s canon, please feel free, but I also would love to see a version of the Dresden Files where the author is more sensitive to marginalized groups.)

Molly! Molly is probably my favorite Dresden Files character. I love how her magic works so differently to Harry’s, and how that forces her to approach problems differently. I’d love to see some of Molly’s earliest attempts at magic, or slice-of-life during the time she’s Harry’s apprentice, or your take on how her life as Winter Lady works (canon short stories? What short stories)

Butters! I love Butters’ outside view on magic. I particularly like the way he interacts with magic in the earlier books—he’s an outsider, but he’s also instantly willing to embrace what he’s seeing and experiencing, and almost as quick to dive in and try to understand what’s going on. I’d love to see some of Butters’ experimentation with magic both before and after he acquires Bob, or to get a glimpse into the functioning of the Paranet when wizards aren’t around. Also, if you’d like to take on the ending of Skin Game, go for it.

Maggie interacting with the magical world! I’d especially love to see Maggie as a wizard, or Maggie not being a wizard and having emotions about that.

Imperial Radch Series - Ann Leckie

Does Anaander Mianaai count as an evil vizier? Also, because no one in this series is strictly a woman, I’m going to assume everyone counts :D

Anaander Mianaai! There’s something really interesting about such a large percentage of a corrupt system being a single corrupt person. If you’re interested in biotech worldbuilding, I’d love to get a look at the infrastructure that allows her to function, and how it is similar and different from ancillary tech. I’d also love to see Anaander Mianaai slice-of-life, whatever that means for her.

Justice of Toren! Breq obviously gets a lot of love, but I’d love to see some pre-canon JoT or One Esk. Show me previous annexations, or how JoT as a whole feels about One Esk, or some favorite officers through the years. 

Sirix Odela! Sirix is really fascinating to me because she’s an example of the Radchaai system working. She was trouble, she was reeducated, now she’s not trouble. And, critically, the process from her end sucked. I’d love to see a look at the reeducation system, or a glimpse of Sirix before she was reeducated.

Vorkosigan Saga - Lois McMaster Bujold

Alys Vorpatril! I love Alys, and I love seeing glimpses of her in her element and as one of the most powerful people on Barrayar. I’d love to see more of the women’s culture of Vorbarr Sultana and the way they interact with male politics, or Alys’s relationship with Illyan, or Alys and Cordelia’s interactions and the way they work together.

Taura! We see so little of Taura as just a normal part of the Dendarii. I’d love to see her interacting with her squad, or the process of her adjusting to the Dendarii and the Dendarii adjusting to her, or her continued explorations of identity and femininity.

Lily Durona and the clone squad! The Durona Group is such an unusual structure for a family, and they a lot of very interesting work. I’d love to see more of their day-to-day life, either on Jackson’s Whole or Escobar. Now that they’re not owned by a Jacksonian House, have any of the clones decided to go off and make their own way in the world? What interesting projects are the Duronas working on now?

The Strange Case of Starship Iris (Podcast)

Violet! I love how perceptive Violet is, and how quickly she updates her beliefs based on evidence. I’d love to see her relationship with the Rumor crew, or Arkady specifically, or her time as a paramedic, or any of the events of the podcast from inside her head.

The real other Violet Liu! Obviously, other Violet has a lot of stuff going on. Tell me about her work. How did she get involved with anti-regime work? What’s her relationship with Thazia? Or, write me the recruitment pitch that she sent the crew of the Rumor.

Sana Tripathi! I love how much Captain Tripathi cares about her crew, and how willing she is to show it. I’d love to see her backstory, particularly what she was doing before Cresswin’s Landing, or more of her relationship with Arkady. I’d also love to see how the Rumor crew came together or any of the previous jobs they’ve done.

Original Work

Let’s be real, you wouldn’t have offered this if you didn’t have a story in your head. I want to read it.

On the off chance that you don’t, I would love to see:

something high fantasy in space

anthropomorfic about a piece of infrastructure (Golden Gate Bridge/Bay Bridge, anyone?)

a story about someone doing your day job in an alternate universe where something is very different

[sailorsaigas]

“Substitute Guardian” (a Morgan Lives AU) Chapter 2

Author's Note: Chapter is after the Read More, so as not to clutter folks' dashboards.

A year ago, I wrote the first chapter of an AU fic about Morgan surviving the events of Turn Coat. Well, I know it's been a long time in coming, but here is Chapter Two of that AU, the title of which has been settled on. I only hope you will find this entertaining, and that it might help some of you stave off the boredom of having to continue to wait for Jim to finish Peace Talks. Enjoy. ^_^

Being in Chicago again was...odd.

I wasn't entirely certain how I should feel about my return to the states, having spent the better portion of the last year under house arrest in Edinburgh. The early months saw me hospitalized, recovering in an infirmary bed after pushing my already wounded body too hard apprehending the man who'd framed me for murder. A grueling process of rehabilitation eventually began when my mandatory bed rest order was lifted, though after regaining my previous strength, I continued with physical training as a means of self-improvement and killing time. One might be surprised how utterly boring being confined to a centuries-old castle can be. So I trained - trained and studied like a newly minted apprentice one-hundred and fifty years younger. I had no intention of being bested again by my enemies.

Over the course of my time under lock and key, I had a few brief but important conversations with Harry Dresden, who made it a point not to interact with the Council more than absolutely necessary. I understood that mentality far more easily, now, after having my eyes opened during the events of that last year. We discussed where we stood as associates, swallowed what we could of our pride, and made something of a halfhearted but honest attempt at reconciliation. There was a lot of bad blood there, and neither of us could really get over some twenty years of animosity overnight, but it helped that I'd been made aware of the unfortunate truth. The Black Council, a hidden force seeking to tear apart the wizarding community from within, was real...and it was high time somebody did something about it. And so, despite some reluctance from Ebenezar McCoy, I was brought into the fold of the Gray Council, a nearly treasonous body of our own that sought to prevent the enemy from gaining the upper hand in our shadow war.

Stuck as I had been in Edinburgh, I didn't have much to offer of my previous talent as a Council enforcer, but my copious free time gave me opportunity to put my experience to good use in other ways. I was permitted supervised free range of the hallowed halls, and since the only individuals experienced enough to be trusted to watch me were Wardens I'd had a hand in training, they'd rarely challenge me regarding what I did or where I went. Thus I made my primary purpose one of study and documentation, becoming something of a writer for Dresden’s project, the Paranet. The idea of networking the minor talents of the world so that they'd be educated enough to protect one another had been risky in many ways, but had so far been more than worth the risk. However, their information had been limited primarily to what Dresden and a few of his friends were capable of offering, so I made it my goal to expand upon that.

Such was how it became my job to transcribe my personal knowledge, alongside those of Edinburgh's ancient libraries, to create tools for use by the Paranet. To speak plainly, they were mainly pamphlets with a few illustrations, but Dresden and Anastasia said so earnestly that they could prove invaluable to the lesser talents of the world that I started taking pride in the work. It helped that there was little else to do, of course.

Now I stood back on the streets of Chicago, a free man of a sort, though the Doom still hung above my head. These were my old stomping grounds long before they had been Dresden's, and they'd been my area of responsibility as a Warden up until the war with the Red Court of Vampires. I'd hounded Dresden through these streets as I observed his own probation beneath the Doom, and now the shoe was on the other foot. Dresden, if he yet lived, was a Warden of the Council, while I was the one with a single mistake keeping me from summary decapitation. I'm certain there was a lesson in that, and it was one reason I strived to put aside the more petty and miserable aspects of myself.

Shaking off my reminiscences, I examined the building where I'd be staying for the duration of my time as a mentor to Dresden's young apprentice, Molly Carpenter. I knew the building, of course. Only a few blocks away from the ruins of Dresden's own home, the address on my note had directed me to what had once been a boarding house that had been converted into apartments. During our time trying to prove my innocence, a mortal private investigator had set up an observation post in this very building to stake out Dresden. I don't know when the Council had found the time or money to empty the building and remodel it, but they'd done so. It looked pristine, at least from outside, and I knew nobody lived here anymore from a notation on Ana's scrap of paper. The Council didn't want to risk more collateral damage after whatever destroyed Dresden's place nearly killed several mortal bystanders.

I headed into the building and opened the door to the ground floor apartment, though I had keys to all of them. I wondered if they expected me to house Miss Carpenter here while I trained her? That would be practical, but Ana had mentioned the girl would be at her parent's house, and I imagined she'd be more comfortable there. Undoubtedly so, considering what had apparently transpired over the past 48 hours or so.

The apartment was sparsely furnished, though it had necessary amenities like an ice box and a wood-burning stove. There was one bedroom with a bare twin mattress against a wall, connected to a small bathroom with a standing glass-door shower. A single recliner occupied one corner of the living room near the fireplace, and a small dining table that had no accompanying chairs filled space in the kitchen. On it rested a plain white envelope labeled 'Donald.' Inside the envelope was a crisp stack of bills, the first installment of my new monthly stipend. I noted with a small smirk that it was the same monthly amount I'd be making if I were still serving as a Warden. Though I wasn't a Warden anymore, and likely never would be again, I supposed that my time in-service had earned me something. I'd have preferred my blade to the money. Warden or not, Ana made the sword for me. Practically speaking, nobody else would be remotely capable of wielding it effectively. Sentimentally speaking, it was probably my dearest possession.

Placing the envelope of cash in the pocket of the overcoat I wore with today's ensemble of a well-tailored, tan three-piece suit (why couldn't Dresden see the obvious social benefits of not dressing like a hoodlum?), I decided to set aside all other thoughts in favor of the most immediate concern. I couldn't put it off any longer. It was time to pay a visit to my new apprentice. I stepped outside, hailed a cab, and was shortly on my way.

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The house I arrived at looked like something out of a Hallmark card, something I wouldn't have thought possible in this part of Chicago. Complete with finely manicured lawn and white picket fence, it was the absolute model of idealized American suburbia. I could feel a kind of power emanating from within the borders of the property, and I knew immediately that this was indeed the correct residence. Michael Carpenter, Molly's father, was the only living retired Knight of the Sword, an ancient group of warriors who served to maintain the balance between Good and Evil on behalf of God. I could only imagine a retirement package from such an occupation would be graced with ample benefits from the Lord.

I was cautious as I approached the front door of the home, being careful not to offend whatever sort of divine bodyguards might watch over the place. I knocked politely, three times, and awaited a response from within. A woman promptly answered, and I could recognize in her face that this must be Molly's mother, Charity. I could also see in her general stance and demeanor, a woman of fierce physical and mental fortitude. I'd hazard to guess she'd once served as the sparring partner for her husband, and Ana had mentioned to me before my departure that the woman was an accomplished smith, likely as a means of indicating someone from whom I could commission a sword. I bowed my head politely, and introduced myself.

"Mrs. Carpenter, I am Donald Morgan," I spoke. "I am a wizard of the White Council. I am here on the Council's behalf to speak with your daughter, Molly, regarding the disappearance of her mentor, Harry Dresden. And, if necessary, continue her training in our arts in his absence."

Mrs. Carpenter looked at me, her right eyebrow arched upward.

"Morgan?" she asked. "The Warden? Harry spoke of you before. Not nicely, either, I should say."

I sighed. I should have known one of Dresden's friends would know my name and my reputation, colored though it might have been by his own perceptions. I could believe she did not think very highly of the man I once was.

"Former Warden," I explained. "I am no longer a Warden of the White Council, Mrs. Carpenter. After a political incident about a year ago, I was removed from my position and consigned to the Doom of Damocles, much like Molly and Dresden before her. That being the case, Dresden has gone missing, and is presumed dead. The Council has but two options regarding your daughter's future: execute her under the order of the Doom, or send me to mentor her in Dresden's stead. I shall see her through to her graduation into a full wizard of the Council, or merely until Dresden returns."

I held my arms out to the side, palms up in a non-threatening gesture of sincerity. I don't do those much, so I doubt it looked very convincing.

"I'm not here to hurt Molly, Mrs. Carpenter," I said, plainly.

Charity continued to stare at me for a moment, sizing me up, gauging my honesty.

Then, her voice firm, she said, "I won't invite you in. Prove to me that you mean no harm."

I understood her meaning immediately. Wizards, and other supernatural entities, cannot pass through a threshold (the magical barrier that separates a home from the outside world) without giving up a significant portion of their power. Certain creatures, like the Vampires of the Red and Black Courts, cannot pass through a threshold at all without first being invited. The threshold of this home was one of enormous potency, and stepping through it would mean leaving nearly all of my magic at the door, making me incredibly vulnerable. It was a common and reliable practice among those who were 'in-the-know' supernaturally, and I applauded her in my mind for thinking ahead. She was clearly a sharp-minded and no-nonsense woman, and having apprenticed under Anastasia Luccio, that was something I could most certainly respect.

"Very well," I replied, and stepped across through the doorway.

It was an odd sensation, leaving my magic behind me. Stepping through the Carpenter threshold was like stepping through a wall of gelatin and coming out the other side disrobed. I felt diminished and exhausted, as if I'd dived into a pool of ice water. I bowed my head politely in her direction after crossing, and she nodded at me. Had I been one of the few harmful supernatural entities that might have crossed a threshold uninvited without trouble, I'd likely have been pulverized by whatever security force watched over the household if I'd intended harm.

Charity motioned to the staircase with a wave of her hand.

"Molly's sleeping upstairs," she explained. "She was wounded when she went to help Harry at Chichen Itza."

I didn't have many of the facts, but if Dresden had been at Chichen Itza, he'd been at one of the most powerful domains of the Red Court. I could only assume it bore some connection to his supposed demise.

"Would it be a problem if I woke her?" I asked. "It's important we get this settled as soon as possible."

"It won't be a problem, but she's not in any condition to talk for very long," Charity stated, matter-of-factly. "She's heavily medicated, patched up on a helicopter and brought here by some of Dresden's associates afterward."

"Field medicine? Why not a hospital?"

"Her wound wasn't severe, she'd mostly overexerted herself after being wounded on the battlefield."

"Well, I am relieved to hear that she is alright, but I will need to speak with her right away so that she understands what is to be done."

"Alright, then. This way."

Inside a room cramped with sewing equipment, Molly slept soundly in a small bed, an IV in her arm.

Charity gently shook her awake as we entered, saying, "Molly, Morgan from the White Council is here to see you."

I didn't miss how Molly's eyes shot open with fear at the mention of my name. Once again, my old reputation preceded me. Swiftly, Mr's. Carpenter calmed her daughter with soft, gentle words explaining that I wasn't there to hurt her, and that I just needed to inform her of some changes regarding her apprenticeship since Harry was missing. Molly was still groggy from sleep and pain medication, but the initial adrenaline rush had cleared her head enough that she acknowledged her mother's words and nodded at me to proceed.

"Hello again, Miss Carpenter," I began. "Your mother is correct that I'm not here to do you any harm. I can only assume the medicine is to blame for you forgetting I'm no longer a Warden."

I tried to smile to show I was being lighthearted, but I was long out of practice, and Molly got a somewhat sour look on her face. I awkwardly tried to recover momentum.

"Ahem, anyway, I have just been released from house arrest. I'm here because Dresden has gone missing, and is presumed dead. Whatever Dresden and the rest of you did at Chichen Itza has thrown the supernatural world into a frenzy. I couldn't begin to tell you even half the things I've heard, and my situation left me fairly out of the loop to begin with. Whatever it is, the Council is preoccupied with damage control, and wasn't sure what to do with you. After much deliberation, rather than have you executed under the Doom, I was chosen to act as your mentor until such a time as you graduate or Dresden returns. I was already under the Doom, myself, so it is no great loss to the Council, and it spares any needless bloodshed."

I paused to let Molly absorb what I had said, and then continued.

"It will only be a temporary arrangement, of course. Under my tutelage, barring Dresden's return, I imagine it would not take longer than a year or two to get you to full wizard status, in which case you would no longer need a mentor. And, of course, should Harry come back, he will be granted the opportunity to once again take over your training. As it stands, however, none of us has any idea what has become of him."

I looked at Molly sternly, though not bluntly intimidating, trying to put a kind of gentle, grandfatherly rebuke into my demeanor.

"What in the world was Dresden doing on the vampire's boat at the time of his presumed death?" I asked.

Molly let out a huff of indignation. "I should have known the first thing you'd do is be suspicious of Thomas."

"Why shouldn't I be? He is a member of the White Court--"

"He's more than just a White Court vampire," she interrupted. "There's a reason Harry was on the boat, and Thomas' offer to let him use it was made in good faith."

"You're the second person today to tell me that," I responded. I tried giving the girl a small smile. "I guess I'll take your word for it, for now."

"Thomas isn't responsible for Harry's murder," Molly said. "I know that for certain."

"You do?" I asked, arching an eyebrow at the remark. "That implies a great deal. If you know for certain that Thomas Raith isn't involved, do you know who is responsible?"

Molly sighed and shook her head. "No. But whoever did it didn't use magic."

"Captain Luccio was able to confirm as much to me before I came out here. Regardless, such discussion has no bearing on my purpose here. I won't trouble you with more questions. Get some rest, and I'll be back tomorrow so we can go over the details of your training."

Molly nodded, and promptly returned to sleep.

Afterward, Charity saw me to the door and wished me luck getting situated in town. She gave me the number for the house, as well as their cell phones, and told me that if I intended to continue investigating Harry's disappearance it would be good to get in touch with Harry's associates in town. A good place to begin would be with their mutual acquaintance Father Forthill at Saint Mary of the Angels, and Karrin Murphy of the Chicago Police Department, in particular. I thanked her, and made my way out the door.

No sooner had I closed the gate to the front yard behind me than I was very nearly run over by an emerald green stretch limousine that sped up to the curb in front of the Carpenter home. Immediately after parking, the driver walked around to passenger side rear door, opened it, and gestured for me to enter. I knew him for what he was the moment I set eyes upon him, and the voice that beckoned to me from within the limo only confirmed my suspicions.

"La! Mortal magi, always so paranoid," called a beautiful singsong from the dark interior of the vehicle. "You have my word of safe passage for the duration of a conversation, Wizard Morgan. On behalf of my Queen, I must needs speak with thee regarding the matter of Harry Dresden."

I looked from the driver holding open the door, and back to the waiting interior of the car. Stepping into the vehicle would be stupid, even with word of safe passage from one of the Fae. Then again, it was about Dresden. Considering that, I thought to myself: what would Harry Dresden do in this situation? The town, after all, needed someone to fill his boots for a time.

I got into the car.

[theomniplayer]

My Guardian Spirit sona and her player character for my project

First progress on this project in a while and I think I might finally have a rough design for my sona which I’m happy with, the guardian spirit player tomboy aesthetic was too specific for my own good ^^’

Probably will get a few tweaks but I’ve finally made progress so I should be happy with that, this form is kinda like. Magical girl transformation she can do on the game world.

The red head is her player character. Anyway hope you like it

Look under the cut if you want to see some concept art

[theomniplayer]

Main group for my personal project, currently with the WIP name- Project Paranet

It’s a paranormal/scifi story based around a group of players and their self aware character companions getting stuck in a digital world in attempt to uncover a mystery to do with their favourite online game.

It also has themes about overcoming things like anxiety and depression and being understanding to people different from you. It’s a very personal project as one of the main characters is a fictionalised version of myself and I hope to capture some of my struggles with my mental health and trying to stay hopeful. Maybe I can even give some people some comfort that they aren’t alone with this kinda stuff, I want to make something like that to help people in a similar way to how the owl house helped me stay hopeful when I was struggling.

[theomniplayer]

More art for my personal original (#project paranet)

there isn’t much to say about this one just a concept image of my main group in the digital world this Time trying to show the players as more incorporeal then the first time.

Mainly just finished this of to get it of my WIP list tbh, not sure how close this will be to their final designs ^^’

[theomniplayer]

Some work I did on the concept of Players in Meta games and different Archetypes those players may fit into.

I haven’t got a version I’m happy with at the moment but hopefully a final version should come soon.

I think the only one of my original six I think I’m happy with is the Guardian type, which I may have given more thought due to it being my own type. You can see an exploration of a more up to date design near the top. Was trying to go with a techy angel aesthetic.

These are my notes of the current WIP types

Guardian - A player who wants to guide the game world to find a happy ending. (A bit of a mixture of the original guardian type along with the angel type as i realised they where pretty similar) maybe with a bit of emphasis on using the game world to help cope with the complexities or reality and to feel like they’re making a difference

Companion - This one is very self explanatory, a player who wants to befriend the characters and take part in their world. From the feedback I’ve gotten this seems the most common type.

Explorer - (Basically what completionists turned into) people who re playing games to see new things and have new expertises. Both includes people who want to see everything and those who are just curious.

Mentor - The parental type players. They want the best for their characters but can sometimes put what they want for the world over what the people in it actually want. (This one is actual more like the original angel type now I think about it) they look out for their characters needs but there’s also an aspect of control and overprotective-ness. I made this one with Niko from Oneshot in mind.

Puppet master/Overseer - The Player type who views the story world as as a plaything not concerned with what that means for the characters or not. They merely want what is most Intresting or fun. (Probably what the demon/tricker types became only with more of an uncaring attitude then an intentionally malicious one)

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[theomniplayer]

Pixel Art - Player/Guardian Spirit Sona

Since I’ve been struggling with art block a bit it was suggested that I try something different so I attempted to make some sprites since other people in the Deltarune player fandom have been making them (vaguely inspired by the Deltarune art style but with some tweaks from other styles I like)

The first row is based on my own personal project #projectparanet (this is a very wip design of her player/spirit form)

The second row is based on my Deltarune Player who I’ll hopefully post some refs for soon when I finish redesigning her

And the Third are my Baten Kaitos Guardian Spirit sona

Haven’t done pixel art in a while so actually surprised how well these came out

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Working on some posts now

A late Baten Kaitos art for Spiriter week (like really late)

And also hopefully some final redesigns for my Deltarune sona and the main characters for my personal project

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player character exploration my beloved.

WIP of a meta player comic I’m working in for the #batenkaitos fandom

As for meta players I draw a lot of my playersona/self insert based both on my favourite games with meta themes and I’m also working in my own project called #projectparanet (the tags in this post all actually have a space inbetween the words but I can’t add that in the main text ^^’) which is my own web comic that I’m working on with meta themes and also themes of overcoming mental health struggles.

I hope one day I will be able to animate it.

For my meta player art (for various fandoms) I recommend the tags #infopage and #metanarratives as that’s what a label most of my art with those themes with also #project Paranet but since I haven’t gotten to far with the development there isn’t much there yet)

Anyway hope you like my stuff, I always appreciate meeting another meta themes fan

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hay i still remamber you from amino

what ever happend to that app but im happy to refound you

Oh hi, I’m surprised people still rememeber me from that it feels so long ago and I kinda cringe at some of my old stuff, but I guess that’s par for the course when growing up

I think my art and storytelling has some along a long way along with my interpersonal skills, so I hope you like my new stuff.

My working in my own original project now, it’s called project paranet if you want to check it out, also still lots of fanart and self insert stuff (but I try and make my sona a more accurate representation of myself now, including the silly things I’m kinda ashamed of ^^’)

Anyway, welcome

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Still trying to figure out if I want to make a new account or not

I kinda want to come back here I’m just hesitant as Tumblr kinda reminds me of some of my Silly past mistakes when it comes to maturing, dealing with feelings and social interactions) and I thought a new account might help me mentally find a fresh start

I wanted to make a new url tho and I haven’t figured one out yet

Also have a poster I made a while ago for that personal project I mentioned a while ago

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Owl House Screenshot Redraws with My OCs

I’m working on some new stuff but I thought I’d post a compilation of owl House screenshot redraws with my OCs.

Feel free to ask questions about the OCs if you want, not all of their designs are up to date as these are a bit old

Also have some madoka magica screenshot redraws if anyone’s interested in that

Spoilers under the cut