I have so many thoughts about the lunatic cultist...Purity-Town specific things below:
Pre-cult and golden-blue robes, them wielding just a simple silver staff with a sharpened point on the tip, scratching out their spell circles by hand in the dirt, triple-checking they’ve written every rune correct. Carrying a pouch of chalk when they need to draw out a circle on stone.
Then, by hardmode, with the ancient spirits released, with magic once again flourishing in a way it hadn’t in 500 years, them being able to simply spin their staff or wave their hands to create it.
(Stardust dragon staff is there just because I wanted to draw it and it was fairly fitting since they’re a summoner/mage and the phantasm dragon has some strong similarities to the stardust dragon, plus the colors fit, but in the actual story they’d probably have another custom staff of their own.)
I imagine them as a sort of warlock, someone who even in pre-hardmode was able to study and manipulate magic in a way unparalleled since the spirits were locked away 500 years ago, learning and pulling together near-forgotten practices from all sorts of sources to come away with an incredible mastery over it all. Creating dolls and binding them to souls, granting themselves functional immortality, mastering magic (and stealing dark secrets from an eldritch god-level being at the expense of their own sanity), and reviving ancient practices.
(Just thinking of the visual similarities between the ancient manipulator and the demon altars...)
look i get that sometimes characters dying is like good for the story or whatever but consider. i want them all to be alive and have family dinners together. check and mate
More doodles set in that vague “Victor doesn’t die and things end up kinda okay”-verse.
Heads up that the Purity Town comic blog is currently shadowbanned; on top of posts not appearing in tags/search I can't access the inbox or chat. Not sure what caused it, but I sent in a support request so hopefully it'll be resolved soon enough!
Local man has a lot of resentment for his situation even if he vehemently denies it, more at 11.
I shared this on Discord last night and forgot to post it then too haha
Being a crow sounds like such a fun existence it’s like
1. Wake up
2. Eat some garbage
3. Find a rabbit to fuck with because you just hate rabbits so much
4. Get to the top of a very tall tree and scream for at least two hours so that people know you’re a crow
5. Join your 3 crow friends in someone’s backyard and just fucking hop around like a goof ball
6. Yell some more
7. Okay that was good enough go to sleep!
8. Repeat
Concept doodles for a new Chris outfit designed by my partner. It’s not a star cloak or anything, just a modified version of the amethyst robes; I wasn’t really feeling the full-body wizard robes look for him.
I guess the real glorious evolution was the homoerotic yearning we made along the way
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