corpse-mask.

it’s a tragedy, like everything, but the sea is only waist deep.

[incanvas]

#INCANVAS / verso dessendre from sandfall interactive's clair obscur: expedition 33. as written by k.

information. / sideblog. / prompts.

[incanvas]

still thinking about nico minoru btw

[belgania]

Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 | 26 of ?

You're tired of painting, aren't you? I'm tired too...

[incanvas]

[muttering] what if i could do more with n.ico minoru

[incanvas]

still thinking about this today. feeling as though i'm infiltrating the comics rpc by doing this

[notmorbid]

...anton chekhov: pt. 2.

dialogue prompts from selected stories of anton chekhov.

i could sacrifice my life for ____ at any moment.

i won't argue with you. i've already heard it all.

reality irritates me.

i confess, i'm afraid.

i don't like interfering in other people's affairs.

did i say anything bad?

i don't like snitches.

you can't imagine how glad i am to see you.

don't settle in. don't let yourself fall asleep.

don't weary of doing good.

there is no happiness, and there shouldn't be.

everything here upsets me.

i'm not ill. i'm upset and afraid.

lonely people read a lot, but talk little and hear little.

it's mortifying to ask condemned people what they were condemned for.

aren't you my pretty one?

my little dove.

there is order in all things.

thank you for sharing my boredom.

how am i to live without ____ now?

i asked you not to talk about things you don't understand.

you blockhead. you son of a bitch.

it's mostly peasants that tip me. peasants have heart.

being afraid is part of the job. there's no getting away from it.

you always go about looking at the ground.

you cannot live by injustice in this world.

this is far from the life i wanted for myself.

i only want one thing from life: to leave.

was all that not a dream?

in this life, nothing is accidental.

everything has one soul, one purpose.

what sort of moral can be drawn here?

i've been deceiving myself for a long time.

i don't understand. what is it you want?

if you think of it, everything is beautiful in this world.

let me have one more look at you. one more look.

i'll think of you. remember you.

i never read the newspaper, on principle.

the role of _____ doesn't suit you at all.

how you frightened me. i'm barely alive.

i think only of you all the time. i've lived by my thoughts of you.

somebody's coming. you must leave.

my dear one. my good one. my darling.

what are you sitting in here for? we miss you.

we have a good life. there's plenty of everything.

all troubles come from people having too little conscience.

you could at least smile, really.

don't forget yourself.

your dog won't bite?

you can't know the why and how of everything.

___ years since we saw each other.

you haven't changed a bit.

it's painful even to look at you.

i'm still young. i want to live.

you can't imagine what you've done for me.

[onewingedangels]

CLAIR OBSCUR: EXPEDITION 33 (2025) dev. Sandfall Interactive

[incanvas]

guiding a pal through e33 over these past few weeks and that second playthrough hits different huh

[toprey]

I USED TO BE KIND. * (IT DIDN'T LAST LONG.) ... marissa 'mari' dai, as created and written by koi. ESTABLISHED 2013, REVAMPED 2025 — a crime-based original character, flexible to other verses / alternative portrayals. trigger heavy. religious themes will be present and untagged. twenty-one+.

[incanvas]

plotting call perhaps... i am Feeling this blog like no tomorrow after getting through all of e33

[ryelandgrace]

Family is ... complicated.

CLAIR OBSCUR: EXPÉDITION 33 (2025) dev. Sandfall Interactive

[incanvas]

ok i have now dug through almost all of e33 (got every expedition journal, no less) so i can fully set in to figure out how to communicate all of this context

[incanvas]

finished the big e33 endgame boss finally to which i have to say: jesus christ, holy fuck

[incanvas]

@asidhara

something happened, esquie tells him. near the red woods.

nevrons? verso asks, laying back on the shoreline.

and esquie shakes his head. no, mon ami. something else.

verso stills.

esquie continues: i don't know who they are. it wasn't renoir or aline or clea. not even alicia.

and that was all it took. because to reach the canvas would require reaching into the dessendre estate. which means something is happening outside—out where the real renoir and aline sit at the canvas, maybe even side by side, both battling in the depths of the canvas while outside, their bodies are immobile.

so they fly. leaving verso on one side of the gestral vlilage, crossing through it and ignoring the gestral who always tries to pull him into buying hair dye. walks faster. not sprinting, not enough for attention, but purposeful. out of the gestral village, into the expanse of green, and then further still, to where the leaves turn back to scarlet. verso doesn't approach with weapons in his hand. but it doesn't matter. he could summon them to his hands in a second, chroma-made, the same as the piano he plays less and less.

on approach: verso doesn't know this person. there's no expedition uniform, so it's no stray member of the last expedition. this is someone else.

and that's terrifying. the only people who have ever been in this canvas are his other self, and his family. and who else could enter the canvas except those who can make them? people who don't care what they do to this world. the fractured world around them is evidence of it.

"you." verso's voice cuts through the quiet. in the distance are a few nevrons. not close enough to interfere. stopping a few feet away. hands loose at his sides. "who are you? you're no nevron. and you're not an expeditioner. are you—"

calm. calm, despite it all. "are you another fucking painter?"

[ryelandgrace]

I miss you. I don’t have the right to miss you, but I do. 

CLAIR OBSCUR: EXPÉDITION 33 (2025) dev. Sandfall Interactive

[incanvas]

i have gotten through so much of the clair obscur endgame. my god

[incanvas]

something that haunts me real bad about painted verso is, to be clear, i doubt he is a 1:1 recreation of verso. he is aline's memories and observations about verso, put into a guy, and then that guy lived i'm guessing around 100 years in the canvas with 26 prior years of the original verso's life (as filtered through his mom's perception) in his brain.

i think a lot about how at peace verso is in the vision of the fire. he just tells alicia it's okay. i very much doubt it was actually that idyllic in reality, considering it was a literal fire, but everyone involved would not want to imagine verso in pain.

also. for example. i do not think verso would have painted himself as a huge liar who lies all the time. or if he did it'd be through a different lens.

however, aline (and renoir, as well, via his rendition of visages) definitely understood that her son chronically hid a lot of his actual feelings behind various masks to, you know, make people happy. so of course he's a liar. i'm sure he used to shock them with stuff like mentioning having a girlfriend a full eighteen months after they started dating because he didn't want to cause waves.

he's not even fully a liar (though he does lie) so much as a chronic downplayer and deeply avoidant and that manifests as lying to appear 'perfect'. there's a reason painted verso's mechanic is called 'perfection' and it's both i think painted verso's general urge to Be Verso, and verso's own crushing gifted kid trauma or whatever.

yea. anyway. guy who lives in my brain rent free.

[renegon]

"I'm sorry." Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (2025)