The only revised Frost information that's finalised to the point of being able to publicly post it is that I've been playing around with his name and possibly retconned the family relation he had before (nobody knows about this unless they followed his old blog one hundred years ago, if you remember that then congrats you won $100)
Currently I'm leaning toward his given name as Atsuki, I'm not settled on what the meaning of the first component is but it's basically got moon in it. Because of reasons. The family name would now become Shimo which means frost (hahaha) but is also apparently a term to refer to someone with white hair, which, he has white hair! I guess it might be a family trait now!
"Frost" is one of those nicknames that kind of function as a main/westernised name which is a style I've seen enough times used among pokemon muses that I'm going heck it I might give it a try.
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Environment concept sketches for Colossus Fall.
Balor's shopping district. Characterized by many bridges and walkways going between multiple floors of buildings, such that you could walk from one end of the sector to the other without setting foot on the ground. As with the rest of the city, the higher up you go, the more shiny glass architecture, boutiques and spotless department stores you'll find.
Remote western mining station. A supply truck is seen exiting the checkpoint out of a well-guarded perimeter. Towering mine shafts, each with their own protomechanical crane arms for lifting out ore, dominate the horizon.
The view of the skull sector of Balor, as seen from inside a warm & cozy residential building.
An aether powered passenger train winds through impossibly tall skyscrapers. The track itself is also interlaced with aether, which grants it gravity-defying superphysicality.
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sneak peek of enough - should be posted tomorrow night <3
"just," you released a breath, your voice small. "i envy you."
aaron was quiet for a moment, and when he did speak the confusion was distinct in his voice. "you envy me?"
"you have," you took a small breath, gripping onto his hand. "so many wonderful amazing people around you... i don't even know where to begin. they've been with you, stuck with you, for far longer than i have. how do i compare to that? god, dave's practically paying for this whole thing. because of you, for you. no matter who you would've married, he would've done exactly the same. i'm not special."
"sweethear-"
"i want to be enough for you." tears pinched at your eyes, your hold on his hand lessening - which frighteningly felt like you were letting go completely. "you deserve," you took another breath, and this one rattled through you. "everything. and i'm afraid i never will be."
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I'm hoping this "not all the eggs are guaranteed to come back with you" is bluff.
Because at this point, having the players put in a situation where they could be blamed and receive massive hate for any of the eggs dying, would be a major oversight by the admin team.
Like, I'm sorry, but I'm not trusting the fandom to be cool about it, especially not Twitter.
Just remember, if this happens, it's not on the players.
And not to hate on any player or admin.
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WIP uhhhhhhhhhhhthursday
also @adelaidedrubman and @henbased and @a-gal-with-taste i'm ringing the bell for you chuds to post some of your WIPs
here's a snippet of some scaramouche that i've been slaving over because i can fix him i swear i swear i can fix him he can be fixed he just needs some tlc-
syke i wish he was worse but yeah here's scara getting his shit kicked in so hard it knocks some sense into him. and by sense, i mean extremely unhealthy dependence and poor coping mechanisms.
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“I need to go for a little longer-”
“I said stay.”
“I need to eat, Scaramouche.”
The name makes him flinch, his hand falling to the bed and leaving you bereft of his grip. A yearning little part of you misses it fiercely. Fear isn’t the right word when you pinpoint how wrong it is for you to have become attached like this, yet after having learned so much of his life in the span of moments, you feel an involuntary kinship that colors all your thoughts of him.
His reaction to the name isn’t explained. While most of him is tucked beneath the blankets of your bed, the hand that had been touching you lays above them with his palm to the sky and his fingers clenched into a loose fist. They only clench tighter as he pointedly looks up at the rafters and says, “Don’t come back, then.”
That strikes at you. His petulance is completely unwarranted, and you’re helpless to your own urge to plant your hands on your hips and call him out on it. “Make up your mind. Do you want me to stay, or do you want me to leave you alone? I’m going to have Tubby make up a second bedroom. Then you can hide out in there if you want to be a child.”
“I’m not-” With one movement, Scaramouche pushes himself up on a hand to sit up. His elbow shakes with the effort, clearly not up to the task of moving so quickly just yet. A sick sense of pride shoots through you with how solidly you’ve beaten him. Through grit teeth, he continues, “You’re the one coming and going as you please.”
“What’s gotten into you?”
Scaramouche flinches at your hiss, avoiding you all over again, judging by the stubborn set of his brow. Just like him, you’re exhausted, and you don’t have the time nor energy to entertain his whims right now. With purpose, you turn your head and call for your teapot spirit. In a dusting of tiny fireworks and drifting petals, Tubby appears and opens their beak to begin bombarding you with everything they’ve been waiting to say.
And you’ll give them that when you have time, but for now you hold a finger to your lips and they get the hint. Folding the sleeves of their robes together, Tubby listens as you ask, “Can you bring me something to eat? It doesn’t matter what, don’t trouble yourself too much.”
“Of course! Give me a little time, and I’ll have something splendid for you!”
Your request to not go out of their way is entirely lost to the empty spaces in the room as they disappear. Blowing out a long sigh that feels too much like resignation, you carefully sit on the side of Scaramouche’s bed, your back turned to him and your hands on your knees to brace yourself. When Tubby comes back, you’ll get them working on that second room.
In the meantime, the hand along your spine returns, this time splayed out with a palm pressing firmly against you. It’s a simple touch, one that you close your eyes and relish now that he can’t quite see your face. The expectant moment lingers with a quiet anticipation before Scaramouche breaks it without remorse.
“Why did you do it?”
“Bring you here?” Shuffling behind you, and you assume it’s a nod. “Would you believe me if I said I empathize with you?”
“One little peek at my memories, and we’re suddenly friends now? You feel sorry for me?”
“Is that so bad?” Your head turns so you can look at him out of the corner of your eye. Though he’d been quiet and restrained, it’s clear that there’s fury bubbling beneath the surface that you now must quell. “I think we’re more alike than you realize. Yes, I felt sorry because you never deserved any of that, even after all the problems you’ve caused as a result.”
“I’m not some good guy under all this, you know. I’m not putting on some front to trick you - this is who I am.”
Behind your eyelids, you see him in white, curled in the cavernous wooden halls of his domain and clutching himself in the mockery of a hug. Tears run down his cheeks, one after another, in a constant stream of loneliness and despondency. Perhaps that isn’t him anymore, but neither is this tyrant that’s bent on the divinity he was meant to receive.
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howdy! hope your day has been gentle. i have a question if it's alright: do you also have writings for your OCs that go along with your art? im enamored by them and wanna see more :>
hello hello o/ my day's been pretty alright, thank you for asking.
As for your main question.... there's not much. Not really one to think about these things in words, more a mental-movie kind of guy however there's a few bits and peices in my phone's notes and this one of Gnash's pov is the only complete one
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I do legitimately want to do more, dogbite and my other star wars ocs have completely taken over my brain and it brings me great joy that you're interested at all, and completely flattered at enamored!!
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Do you plan on using Morningflower's two deceased kits are in the missing kits? Or Eaglekit?
Yes, I am planning to use those three at some point. That's Eagleswoop, Quailheart, and Storkfeather.
I keep doing little 'side projects' to make it make sense in my head. I just made a rough timeline so I could see how I'd be filling out the shuffled space between the Campaign Era and the Thistle Period, here's a preview for you since those three are relevant to it;
Just so I'd sort of have a visual, to make sure there isn't a year where absolutely no kits were born. Though, as you can see, the births thinned out in the late Campaign Era which I think is good. It makes sense that less kids would be born when the Clan's in the middle of a bloody, exhausting war.
I'm finding that this project includes a lot of "sidequesting." It's such a small Clan with so few relations to begin with, so that means that I'm like... getting acquainted with the characters and how they fit together by doing exercises like this. Shuffling their places a few times and seeing what sticks.
More fragments I've got so far;
I'm REALLY feeling that Hillrunner and Downwind are twins. Identical twins; pure black cats.
I'm also feeling that they are the children of Crowfur.
Downwind is probably the parent of Nightcloud and Tawnyfur.
I feel that Darkfoot was the cousin of Hill and Down, and the parent of Web and Running
Drizzle and Rustle are probably technically cousins; but Webfoot is going to adopt their child after Running is killed, making them adoptive siblings.
Whiskernose, as you can see, is not born in Po3 anymore. He's actually an older guy, and has an expanded role as a Dark Forest cat.
Whintail is probably going to get buckled in as his brother, having kittens while Whisker doesn't have any,
Flytail is probably going to end up as the father of Stoneclaw and Thrushwing, but he dies on the night of the massacre with Thrush. There is a chance, though, that he becomes the father of Quailheart and Storkfeather instead.
Morningflower will probably not be having surviving kits, I kinda like the idea of her just never having another after Gorsepaw.
Speaking of Gorsepaw; Gorsetail TNP is now WHINTAIL because I want Gorsetail PO3 to have been named after him. Gorsetail's parent was probably one of Morningflower's apprentices.
Shrewclaw doesn't die in Tallstar's Collapse. I really don't like how he had like... a noble death in battle and a tearful goodbye with Tallstar when he was his bully. I'd rather keep him around as a problem, even compete with Talltail for deputyship.
I don't want to bloat the TNP apprentice generation too much, so that every cat is meaningful. Owl, Weasel, Drizzle, and Rustle were apprentice-age OR YOUNGER on the Great Journey
Cranberrysplash, Crowfeather/foot, and Gorsetail were young warriors, less than 2 years old and ineligible for apprentices.
The Po3 WindClan Apprentice Generation's size is small on purpose to keep the intimate feel for Po3, and allow enough time to explore them all
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Hey I wanna get into watching foolish more, does he have any sort of schedule? I know he streams a lot anyway but I was curious
Okay Anon I’m gonna be so real if you’re anywhere in Europe prepare to be up late 😅
Foolish doesn’t necessarily have a strict stream schedule, just tries to stream every day for at least a few hours. But he usually streams for 6ish hours most days.
He lives in North Carolina so these times are for there because it’s his most used stream space. If he’s in Ohio or LA then say goodbye to any schedule.
But typically he’ll start stream around 1pm est but it’s not unusual for him to be a bit later around 2-4pm est (which all this is around 7-11pm European time). Then he’ll stream until around 10-12pm est (3-5am European 😔). If he doesn’t start stream around 4-6pm est(11pm-1am European) then doozers start calling for the worst as it means he probably won’t be streaming :(
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