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(from "my secret place")
in my most secret place
there's an ugly secret hidden so my eyes
had always glistened, but now the whole earth
collapsed, the atmosphere frozen,
bodies that unsightly entangled rolling
over the frozen wasteland, and my eyes
no more glisten and my ugly secret
is no longer a secret and my most
secret place lost its meaning.
Radiant
Proud to say this painting did not take over a year 😤
Story Idea: Encanto x Mad Max: Fury Road
Another story idea featuring Mirabel Madrigal from Encanto. And as always, this idea is free for anyone to use. It goes like this.
After Mirabel's failed gift ceremony Alma decides to use the Miracle to banish her from the Encanto. In doing so Mirabel ends up in a place called the Wasteland. Mirabel is then captured by WarBoys and taken to the citadel. She is then brought to Immortan Joe who decides to adopt her as his daughter.
what happens next, I will let you decide.
Name: Vexin Title: The Vexing Vixen Class: Alchemist Strengths:
Transformation Brews
Silver Tongue
Adorable-ness (counting it)
Weaknesses:
Hates her hairbands touched
Chocolate (she likes it)
Chocolate (she loves it)
Chocolate (she wants some more of it!)
Easily susceptible to bullying
Can’t cook. At all.
Items she’ll bring: Saddlebags:
Chocolate (no wait… that’s gone)
Bread (5 loaves)
Firewood (2 fires worth, or one long one)
one torch
Pots
A few alchemic ingredients (2 new potions worth)
8 potions (One of each color, one dose each)
All weighing a total of 85 lbs, a lightweight load for vexin
Name: Osidian Position: Team Leader and Primary Researcher
Strengths:
Fire Breathing
Strength
Endurance
minor casting
Weaknesses:
Limited Magic. Aside from the water generation spell and some minor telekinesis, he’s not going to have a lot of magic to use
Slow speed, the primary reason the trip is a week each way
Not a clever pony
Carried in his saddlebags:
Canteens
Trail rations, primarily comprised of nuts, raisins, and similar. Also including some heat-to-eat meals
digging tools; hoof picks, shovels, etc
Jeweler’s equipment; perfect for examining small things or prying stuff out of nooks and crannies
Maps and basic navigation equipment
Camera
Medium Bowgun (optional); Picked up on a misadventure with Coldflame, just in case. Ammo included.
It comes to over a hundred pounds, not enough to encumber him too badly, though about half that is just food (with the BG it’s about 150, he’ll need to use another of his spell slots to keep from being encumbered )
Name: Roland Greymane
Species: Earth Pony
Class: Commando
Title: The
Strengths:
Survival Techniques
Skilled in CQC
Marksman
Demolitions
Field Medicine
Personable
Weaknesses:
Large Frame makes tight spaces difficult
Not Terribly skilled with machines
Lacks knowledge of the arcane arts
Average intelligence
Lacks archaeological knowledge
Mild paranoia while in the field
Will put self in danger to aid comrades (Weakness and strength)
Carrying:
8 MREs
Canteen
Machete
Entrenching Tool
Handgun .45cal
15x 7 round magazines, .45 FMJ loads
Battle Rifle 7.62mm
15x 20 round magazines, 7.62 FMJ loads
2 Large Field Medicine Kits
Simple Tent
Heavy Duty Flashlight
Spare Batteries
Fire Starting Kit
6 pounds of explosives
10 detonators for explosives
Heavy load, easily 100 to 150 pounds of gear. Won’t encumber him though. He’s a big ol’bastard.
Name: Dimstar Class:Recon
Strengths:
Stealth
Quick Mover
Pinpoint specific locations
Can also Infiltrate
Weakness:
Doesnt like fighting among team
Feels unneeded at times
Items:
Armor that can cloak and has integrated communication device(takes a while to recharge after cloak)
Katana
Binoculars
Couple bottles of water
Electronic jammer
All in all i would say around 70 - 90 pounds
Name: Cold Flame
Species: Pegasi
Class: SwordMaster
Title: Flaming Burst
Strengths:
Big Strenght
Hunting Tactics
Ability with Swords and Hammers
No Mercy
High Status: Dark Flame
Agile
Quick combiner on the field
Weaknesses:
His Rage
Bad with Guns
Temperament
Paranoia sometimes
Carrying:
Rathalos Wing (sword)
Rathalos Armor
Potions
Bombs
Traps
Honey
Herbs
A lot of stuff
(( Alrighty, so our 5 adventurous ponies have signed up. Vexin, Roland, Cold Flame, and Dimstar, this is how it’s gonna work. I’ll post a prompt, you’ll submit your character’s actions to me, I’ll compile them into a post. Feel free to have off-screen convos, but make em so I can reblog them. I’ll be using the tag “wasteland rp”.
Promt 1: Obsidian stands in the dusty train station, watching the locomotive with his travelling companions pull in. He’s been here a few days, and his pack is bulging with maps an food. A smile adorns his face and a sturdy hat adorns his head. It’s around 2 in the afternoon and he’s ready to go. ))
Wasteland Wanderers
As the train stops with a jerk, Roland stands and looks about at the odd assortment of folks he’ll be traveling with. He chuckles a bit and thinks, <Well at least this’ll be interesting, group looks like a hoot an a holler.> With that thought he sighs and heaves the old military pack up off the floor and onto his back. As he exits the train he spies the Kirin who’d be leading this little adventure. He smiles and waves before walking over and going to shake. “Name’s Roland Greymane, Merc, just call me Roland mate.” he announces with a grin.
Dimstar is next out of the train, wearing his armor. He walks over to Obsidian and takes his helmet off, setting it on the ground “Hello friend.”
Coldflame is the last out, thinking to himself <One more journey, without seeing the past again… just another journey… another mission… another path… Will i return safe? Will i die this time? I don’t know, only time will tell…>
Obsidian greets them with a smile “Good to see you all made it… Wait, we’re missing one.” he looks around for the 5th member of the party.
At around 2:15 in the afternoon suddenly the clopping and banging of a zony comes charging up the stairs of the train station. Flasks and beakers and other sorts of scientific gear hanging by respective strings off her saddlebags. “Obsidian! sorry I’m late! you know how long it takes to make a mohawk! I lost track of time.” she says panting and exhausted. “You’re not mad are you?”
(( prompt 2 )) Obsidian chuckles “Not at all.” he looks to the assembled equines “Vexin, Roland, Coldflame, Dimstar-” he nods to each in turn “-thanks for joining me on this trip. If we’re all ready then we can get to hiking. There’s a sheltered rock formation we should be able to reach by sundown.”
Wasteland Wanderers pt 2
Dimstar nods while putting helmet on and then opens panel on arm and works on a couple things
Roland grins and nods. “Sounds like a plan. Ain’t been out here in a helluva long time. Wonder if they still sell that cherry cider still.” he says, looking around a moment before shaking his head. “Eh, not important. I’m ready ta move, though moving by night may be better, don’tcha think?” he asks, hoisting his gear and waiting for his orders.
Coldflame replied “Ok, in that case, lets go to complete this crusade…”
Obsidian looked to the group “It’s not really a crusade, Coldflame. Just some exploration.” then turning to Roland “You’re right, but there’s a cold front moving over the area today, so we’ll be cool for this afternoon.”
“Sheltered rock formation? You have a strange way of saying ‘cave’ you know that Obsi?” Turning to the group after Obsidian answers her question, Vexin flashes her eyes at the boys. “Wait, no other girls? I don’t want any funny ideas, alright guys? I trust you all are nice gentlemen, so I hope you be kind and only stare for 5 seconds at a time.” The vexing vixen said with a smirk on her face. “You too steam-snout” she said teasingly as she stroked Obsi’s chest with her tail and laughed a little.
Obsidian can’t help but smile “Save it for the hike Vexy.” ____________
The hike lasts the afternoon, the group followed by a cool breeze and partly cloudy skies. The terrain is dry and dirty, pocked by patches of scrub and rocks. All the way to the horizon the wastes stretch, the landscape flat for the most part. Obsidian keeps the groups canteens filled with his magic as the day goes on.
As the sun sinks towards the horizon a large spire or rock becomes visible in the distance. The group manages to reach the spot Obsidian had marked on his made a bit after the last traces of sunset fade from the sky. It’s not so much a cave as a huge crack in the structure. It almost looks like something simply split a section off the base of the spire, leaving a 10 foot wide hallway between the main structure and the offshoot.
(( prompt ))
The group quickly puts together a fire from dry plants and Obsidian’s fire breath. As some food is set to cook, each of them makes themselves comfortable. Though they can’t shake the feeling that something is watching just outside the firelight.
Wasteland Wanderers pt 3
Roland sits, watching out from the entrance, his back to the fire as he watches the darkness, his eyes constantly scanning. “I don’t like it. Somethin’s out there, watchin. If y’all will let me I’d like to take the first shift standin guard.” he states, his voice mildly worried. He swigs some water from his canteen before looking back at the group. “Food is smellin pretty good, what is it?” he asks as he turns back to the darkness, turning on his heavy flashlight, shining it into the darkness.
Stirring the pot, Obsidian replies “Canned Veggie Stew. Don’t get used to it, this was all I could carry.”
Being merely an observer and researcher, Vexin has no perceptual abilities to notice these strange feelings Obsidian mentioned and tries to snag a little bit of the group’s cooked food, easily able to repay the group with her own food rations. Just enjoys the taste of cooked food a lot more.
Coldflame was going to give a bite to a piece of well-done steak, when he heard something “What the…” nothing more can be heard “Meh, must be my imagination…”
After the dinner Vexin yawns and turns to Obsi. “I don’t suppose you can cast enough water magic for a quick shower?”
Dimstar paces back an forth looking around quiet paranoid “Does anyone else feel something wrong here?”
(( prompt ))
“You’re just being paranoid. Yes, there’s wild animals out here beyond pony control, but they shouldn’t bother us.” Then he turns his attention to Vexin “Really? Alright I’ll see what I can-“
WHUMPH
Obsidian is tackled by a pony-sized creature that looks like a long-legged lizard or some kind of scaly greyhound. 4 more slightly smaller ones creep in around the edge of the firelight, snarling and letting out bark-like shrieks. Scrabbling sounds reveal another of the larger ones clinging to the rocks above.
More unusual sounds come from the other side of the camp off in the darkness. It seems about 3 more of the smaller ones are dealing with something that is letting out chitters, hisses, and some sort of buzzing.
Wasteland Wanderers pt 4
Dimstar turns around to the sound “Somepony help him and get the little ones, I’m going to get the big one up top!” He starts to rush up to the top while cloaking himself
Without hesitating Roland turns, whipping out his machete from it’s sheath and charging at the creature atop Obsidian. With a thud he knocks the creature off, sending it rolling as he steadies himself, offering a hoof to Obsidian. “Upsy daisy mate.” he murmurs as he helps the kirin off the ground before turning to face the creatures, drawing his handgun as he turns. “Any idea what they are?” he asks, firing a shot into the air after, hoping to scare them off.
“WOAH WOAH WOAH” the zony jumps up, extremely startled “what the buck are those things?” she says slowly walking toward her saddlebag, her only source of defense and eyes the creatures, not minding the ponies around her much. She was no-good in a physical fight so she hopes her teammates do not do anything rash to upset the creatures before we know what we’re dealing with.
“Thanks.” Obsidian replies “They’re nothing more than scavengers, little more dangerous than jackals unless they have an alpha leading them.”
Coldflame hisses out ”Shit shit shit, i tell you Obsi…” He runs to where he set his sword and grabs it.
The chittering comes from deep in the bushes as the maker of the sounds observes the group with careful precision. Their love so succulent to feed on from this distance, coupled with the fact that she hasn’t eaten in so long drives her to draw ever so closer to the group.
(( prompt ))
The smaller ones around the edge leap forward with a snap and then back up a pace with a snarl. They’re either trying to intimidate the group or herd them together.
Obsidian takes a deep breath and snorts a bit of flame, and this makes them take a step back.
The large one on the rock above leaps down to attack the zony, not seeing the pegasus flying up. Over in the bushes a toothy maw clamps down on the hind leg of the chittering thing that was too distracted with the ponies.
Wasteland Wanderers pt 5
Dimstar tackles the creature out of the sky landing behind the large rock formation and disappearing near the bushes. He can see the chittering thing yelp a bit, then swing and slam the thing biting her against a tree. It’s a changeling, a rather emaciated looking one.
Roland hears the sound of something snapping shut in the brush, but is distracted by the other creatures nearby. Seeing the one leaping towards Vexin he turns and fires a shot at the creature, the impact from the shot seemingly knocking the creature off it’s course. “Was that an alpha?” Roland asks quickly.
“Fortunately, no. This group doesn’t seem to have one.” the kirin replies.
The zony, being saved by her unseen helper, continues to her bag and picks up a green potion and a frying pan. She puts her back to the wall, with only a small amount of potions she is unsure whether to use it now and readies herself for an attack and only if needed to drink her special brew.
Cold swears as he runs to his sword and grabs it “Shit shit shit, I tell you Obsi…”
(( Prompt ))
The 4 remaining ponies are now close together with their weapons drawn, Vexin behind the others, staring down the 4 smaller lizard-like creatures and the first larger one. Likewise, the changeling is cornered by 2 more of the smaller ones and an injured larger one, with an invisible Dimstar next to them.
As if on some unseen cue, the smaller ones each leap for a target at once, the larger ones right behind but not closing as fast
Wasteland Wanderers pt 6
Wasteland creek wip
I’ve always been a sucker for wasteland and apocalyptic aesthetics, maybe it just comes with being Australian /j anyway wanted to share this wip, I haven’t been drawing much so,,
Tweek has mud smudged as war paint plus his goggles keep sand and dirt out of his eyes andddd act as sunglasses because the guy is probably crazily light sensitive (me too) he also has a armoured heavy vest on because it hugs his body tight while keeping his arms free, like wearing a weighted blanket, he also has metal spikes on his gloves so if he finds himself unarmed he can just,, beat people
Craig has a toothpick it’s not a smoke btw, not much on his outfit but he’s wearing a sleeveless vest coat thing,, his helmet though I love, it’s just a army helmet but he has painted it and yes there’s a little stripe painted on it, I may add more tears and stitches into clothing, ehhh I’ll work it out,
Not sure if I’ll draw any of the other boys in a wasteland au but if enough people like this post I may, and I say boys because.. I cannot draw girls 😔
Plus 2 out of the 15 sketch phase wips… I sketch for a whileeeeee before moving on (sometimes I don’t even get as far as a solid sketch)
epic mickey fandom why aren’t we talking about the concept art for this game i mean
look at this
look
not only is it so artistically beautiful but it’s extremely unsettling!!! i didn’t even show the concept art for scrapped beetleworx design (i’ll probably make a seperate post) but dear god. these paint such a fantastic picture of the raw FEELING of wasteland, like the desolate, slightly off-putting land of the forgotten. the games already are so artistically articulate and the creepy factor is really prominent, but just think what we could have gotten if it was catered towards even older audiences.
Goodbye forever party 🎁🎈🎉
Dr Sam Mulaney's burden 🌭🌭🌭