Gonna have this as a pinned post because there's only so much you can do with the bio
Finally giving a proper intro lmao
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Now that that's out of the way, hello! I'm Jade or you may call me Sage. I'm 19 and a small creator on this platform who's hoping to expand and improve my art! My pronouns are He/Him. For anyone who's not on my DNI list and isn't toxic, this is a safe space to interact. I look forward to finally being active lmao.
Getting a feel for how disassembly drone redesign might look in Apostates AU (this is a very rough concept sketch and nothing is set in stone yet)
I want their designs to be more thought out and unique than the old ones I kinda threw together. I want them to feel terrifying yet beautiful, though unfortunately my art skills (or lack thereof) limit me. Trying my best to portray this. I'm probably gonna change the limbs a bit, but this is what I have for now.
I figured the partially covered visor with the head wings (which are now attached to the back of the head) would make them more mysterious. Visors would be off whilst hunting so they look almost faceless to any unfortunate worker they decide to turn into a snack. I will still implement the ridiculous amount of wings but at some point, haha I'm tired.
Considering redoing what little I have done of Apostates AU entirely tbh
I want to get back to it but it just looks so bad to me right now. I just unsure of who to design/redesign first haha. Might go back to my roots a bit and start off with J or Cyn. Disassembly drones are gonna look more... Beastial in a way.
The way I see it is, if they're based loosely off biblical angels, they gotta be terrifying yet beautiful at the same time, right? Still gonna be cat coded though lmao
tw: mentions of blood, mentions of child neglect, reference to child abandonment
Hamlet enters his house carrying several bags. He announces his presence to Mary and Macbeth as he walks through the door. Mary enters from the bathroom, and crosses her arms as she stares at Hamlet.
“Care to explain now?” she asks sternly, “who's the boy?”
Hamlet sighs as he sets the bags down carefully, “I found him in the graveyard. Brought him straight here when I realized he has nowhere to go.”
Mary's expression softens, “oh…I see.”
Hamlet nods and takes an outfit out of one of the bags as he speaks, “he needs food.”
“He didn't know what being hungry was when I asked. What the hell happened to him?” Mary looks at the door to the bathroom as she asks, knowing Hamlet has no answer.
Hamlet looks at Mary and holds out the clothes as he speaks, “he might tell us, but I don't want to make him if he doesn't want to.”
Mary nods silently and takes the clothes, going back to the boy with a soft sigh. Hamlet walks to the kitchen while shaking his head. He tries to keep his mind occupied to stop himself from worrying. He starts searching for something easy to eat; worried the boy may not be able to handle solid foods if he's so unfamiliar with it. Macbeth enters the kitchen with Mary several minutes later. His hair is still a little wet, but he's much cleaner now. Mary smiles as she guides him to a chair to let him sit. Hamlet smiles softly and brings Macbeth a glass of water and some yogurt. Macbeth stares at both with such unfamiliarity that Mary and Hamlet both share a concerned look. They work on teaching Macbeth how to drink the water, and how to eat the food. Hamlet's starting to think that this boy has actually never eaten.
An hour later Mary and Hamlet are helping Macbeth lay down in the guest room bed. Mary tucks the boy in with a kind smile before kissing his forehead. Macbeth doesn't smile, doesn't speak, but he closes his eyes and falls asleep fairly quickly. Hamlet and Mary exit the room quietly, and head out the back door into the garden. Mary crosses her arms as she looks Hamlet in the eyes, studying his expression for a moment.
“So what are you gonna do about this?” Mary asks sternly.
Hamlet pinches the bridge of his nose, “I have no idea. I can't just abandon him. You saw how he stared at water like it was some mysterious thing. He needs a guardian.”
“...And you named him ‘Macbeth'? The Shakespeare obsession may be going a bit far now, ‘Hamlet’,” she teases, trying to lighten the mood.
Hamlet lets out a weak chuckle and rubs the back of his neck, “it was the first name that came to mind.”
Mary shakes her head and laughs softly before she speaks, “well I'm sorry to leave, but…”
“I understand. We'll be alright Mary,” Hamlet smiles at her as he speaks, “thanks for coming over here.”
Mary nods before stepping into her reflection in the window. Her appearance again becomes bloody and terrifying, but despite that she turns and waves at Hamlet before walking out of view. With Mary gone, Hamlet collapses into a garden chair and rubs his forehead as he thinks.
Macbeth enters Hamlet's home: a small cabin in the forest that borders the city. The young boy looks around curiously, and fixates on a white orchid on a nearby shelf. The flower is well taken care of, and it has a small red spot in the center. Macbeth stares at the plant in wonder, prompting Hamlet to move closer in curiosity.
“You've never seen something like that, have you?” Hamlet asks, feeling bad for the poor boy.
“No,” Macbeth answers plainly.
Hamlet frowns and nods as he stares at Macbeth. Hamlet takes out his phone and sends a text before touching Macbeth's shoulder. He gently guides Macbeth through the house; showing him each room and explaining their purpose before stopping in front of the bathroom.
“We're gonna get you cleaned off, alright? I'll get you some new clothes, and my friend is gonna help show you how to wash yourself, okay buddy?” Hamlet smiles reassuringly as he speaks.
Macbeth nods and looks at the mirror in the bathroom curiously. Hamlet visibly grows anxious and steps closer to the mirror, trying to block Macbeth's view a bit.
“Hey, let me show you how the water works,” Hamlet tries to distract Macbeth from the mirror.
Macbeth seems to catch on, and quickly looks at the mirror again. A figure appears behind him in the reflection, and steps closer. A pale woman with blood running down her face and matted red hair comes into view. Hamlet grimaces and quickly turns to Macbeth to comfort him, expecting the boy to be afraid. Macbeth instead stares at the woman in the mirror with curiosity. He shows no fear, only genuine interest. The woman in the reflection reaches towards him, gently touching his shoulder, and Macbeth feels her touch instantly. The woman peeks over his shoulder from behind him with a kind smile. Her real appearance is very normal, a pale, red haired woman with blue eyes and smooth skin. The blood is gone, but her reflection strangely still reflects the scarier version of her.
“Sorry about that sweetheart, I wasn't trying to scare you,” the woman says, smiling at Macbeth.
Hamlet sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, “I told you he was a child, and you show up right when he looks in the mirror?”
The woman rolls her eyes and sticks her tongue out at Hamlet, “he's fine, aren't ya sweetie?”
Macbeth stares at her curiously before nodding, “how did you do that?”
The woman giggles as she speaks, “have you ever heard of Bloody Mary?”
Macbeth shakes his head. Mary frowns as she watches the confusion in his eyes. Hamlet kneels next to Macbeth and pats his back comfortingly.
He speaks with a soft smile, “this is my friend Mary. She's the sweetest, but she looks scary in mirrors. I asked her to help you out while I go and buy you some new clothes.”
Mary nods firmly, “we're gonna get you a bath, and some yummy food, alright darling?”
Macbeth is visibly confused, concerning Mary. Hamlet nods and gives Mary a silent look. Mary seems to understand, nodding to Hamlet before guiding Macbeth to the bathtub. She shows him how to turn the water on as Hamlet exits the room.
Hamlet leaves fairly quickly, sighing softly. All he can do is imagine the horrors Macbeth must have seen to be so unphased by the real Bloody Mary appearing behind him. He tries not to worry about it as he drives into town, but his mind keeps trying to put the pieces together. The only thing he's sure about is that he isn't abandoning this boy.
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