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hey y’all!
this account is for filing domains that people can see themselves trapped in or in charge of during the eyepocalypse. submit your domain as a post or an ask, and it will be immortalized here!
love, vic :)
If I were to rule over a fear domain it would definitely be a large library. It’s cold and no one has a voice to talk with. That being said the place is silent except for the sounds of footsteps and pages turning. The place isn’t filled with fog because that would be bad for the books, but the shelves rearrange themselves whenever two people are about to bump into one another. Essentially, the library is a constantly moving labyrinth designed to keep victims isolated from one another. The books are still fun reads though, I’m not cruel enough to leave them blank or whatever, but if people attempt to write messages on the books they’ll find that their words will sink into the pages and disappear.
thinking about what kind of fear domain I would have and it would probably be driving down an infinite mountain in constant night
Fear domain idea:
You're stuck on a super busy highway with infinite lanes to your left at rush hour. No matter how many time to manage to get over your lane is always about to end so you have to merge over. There is no way to get into the fast lane because it's so far over and every time you think you might be getting close to it and able to go around all the other crazy-ass drivers, your lane is about to end and you have to merge again
Sometimes I think about if I was an avatar, what would my domain be? I'm Lonely and Eye aligned, like Martin, but where his domain was about the fear that you'll be forgotten and never mourned, I think mine would be the opposite. The fear that someone, somewhere, knows something about you, but you don't know who they are or what they know.
corruption domain: an art museum.
- it’s a wonderful museum!! and they have plenty of classes! :)
- the artist has a lovely studio with plenty of easels and supplies
- and you have to eat the snacks :)
- you do lots of bob ross-style tutorials
- you can never get it right, though, because the things in the paint keep moving around :/
- there’s a lovely section of the museum for the art class’s work
- he made the snacks for the opening all by himself. please, help yourself
- there’s nothing bad in there i promise haha
- there’s water fountains everywhere but they’re all just full of sewage (in a cute way)
- it’s very navigable (i.e. the layout never changes), but all of the exit doors lead to packed walls of filth :)
- the gallery is full of experimental artwork. it’s good right? ignore the smell
- you always feel like you’re full of crawling creatures and slime mold. this is because you are.
- the real curse is that you do NOT get used to the smell
- but why would you want to? it’s yummy
- and the artist is there. swirling a glass of... paint? and toasting to his success
- PLEASE ask him about any painting, he loves to talk about his inspirations and research bc he put a lot of thought into every piece
- don’t be distracted by the paint and sludge coming from his mouth and nostrils
- are you even listening to him? he’s telling you about the color pallet
- he was absolutely torn between- you’re not listening. ok we’re going back to the studio to paint, you don’t deserve to hear his genius smh