Ok, but now youve really piqued my interest. What do you think Deimos looked like pre-infestation? And, yknow what? Even if you dont yet have the skill to draw it well, do it! Make a shitty landscape sketch of the Son of Mars, the personification of terror himself!
ohboy this ask activated my worldbuilding worms..
probably not that different from how it looks now:
a barren stony wasteland.
except it used to have 30 hour days. i say "used to" bc it seems deimos stopped spinning over time (possibly due to the infestation tearing it apart and making it lose momentum), locking our part of the moon in permanent night. which is. bonkers to think about.
limited terraforming couldve been done since it seems like it served as a research facility outpost for the entrati first and a home second, so just enough has been done to sustain life (which might be even limited to the region around the necralisk, who knows).
they mightve introduced pioneer organisms:
simple, resilient flora like grasses, mosses and shrubbery (like the blue plants we see by the necralisk entrance. the wiki speculates they might be remnants of the original vegetation which i like)
and a small selection of animals: insects, fish and pre-infestation variants of the vulpa, preda and avichaea to propel and maintain the ecosystem.
which can give us a barren, desert-like biome:
think nevada desert but in space? i guess? the grass is supposed to be tiny shrubs but i am not drawing those sorry
besides that we also have plenty of entrati ruins littering the plateau:
like remnants of a suspended road system.
the buildings(?) that housed the requiem obelisks
and other facilities (some of which seem to have collapsed below the surface and lead into the iso vaults)
so i came up with this messy thing thats mostly headcanon, speculation and wild guesses based on what we can find around the necralisk and what i think is cool:
(inclusion of the garden based on sons dialogue (iykyk), attached to the necralisk for convenience. with extra roads. for convenience)
this was fun to brainstorm and i had the game open in the bg while drawing to make sure i got things semi-accurately. im not trusting everythings position on the landscape 100% since a lot seems to have shifted around or is like. missing completely (the roads that lead off the plateau and into the infested abyss. fun!) which imply that the drift used to be bigger before the infestation tore it apart
thanks for the question! i hope this was... helpful? insightful? a fascinating glimpse into my sleep deprived and overthinking mind because i pulled an all-nighter for this and am going to bed now?
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Chapter 1 - 5.4k
"And here I thought you were a good little girl who could listen to directions. Instead, you decide to turn around and make fools out of us both. But I am not unkind," Armand pauses to run her hand over the swell of Lestat's hip and down to the back of her thigh, fingering her exposed skin through the black fishnets.
"Perhaps you have been cruising through life on your looks alone because, from the sounds of it, nobody ever taught you any different… not your friends, not your teachers."
Lestat's breath catches, goosebumps visibly rising on her skin.
"Not your mother."
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thought experiment for fellow adhders and tsc fans. reckon you could get by (adhd considered, other disabilities up to your discretion) w/o the meds you know they don't like? as a shadowhunter that is. jumping on buildings and shit. very little paperwork. cause i just went rock climbing and guess who's imagining a little career change now that i remembered i'm actually kinda good at it. and i'm even good at doing laundry to clean up ichor and mud. and drawing for iratzes. i just never want to see my office job (the one thing that Absolutely Requires Meds) again as my one condition
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hes coming over tonight so i can practice using charcoal again for the first time since my sophomore year of highschool and hes going to model for me........ i feel normal about it i promise. i promise. i promise. oh my god. Oh My God.
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Basically today my therapist has told me:
I've been the scapegoat in all my previous relationships;
That I'm a great therapist but I'm a terrible self helper;
That I'm more exigent than the SATs with myself;
That I'm the hero to everybody and the villain to myself;
That I'm too compassionate and too forgiving with others, too easy to reconcile with others but not myself;
That I don't hold others accountable like I hold myself and I always bring culpability back to myself;
And last but not least that I apparently need to let go of the reigns a little.
So, thank you very much, I will now ignore all the hard pills to swallow she threw at me.
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