rahhh, I am stockpiling more Magma doodles n drawings as the days pass by. here's another dump of them (they span from as far back as about 2 or 3 days ago to tonight as of posting this) :D
First one was on a canvas that was fully dedicated to Sneo, and it was fun to participate in.
Got more Deltanova fellas in there (AU by @nakakabaliw) cause they're fun to draw! And also more of that swap Tenna from the AU by cheezwiz on Youtube (it's got a name now, and it's called Deal Gone Right AU) since I quite enjoy his EX design there...
Oh! Also did some more fanart of @enderparty101's Delta's Eve AU with Spamton since I really wanted to try draw his big ol grin, and Channel -4 Tenna because bro's design looks too damn cool not to draw (it scratches a part of my brain in a way I cannot describe without sounding crazy). Really love what's been cooked with the AU, and the designs shown so far are fun <3
Finally got the motivation and time to do this! now, this is only one of the two forms these lot have. A secondary form (their true ones that is more like the Archangels in Cassette Beasts lore) are ones I will share when I do individual info dumps. Had a blast figuring out their designs and colour schemes ngl
These also aren't their canon height differences, just wanted to get them all together to show them off. Especially so I can finally explore other art I want to make (I've been doodling them a LOT in my downtime, so can easily post some doodles from time to time). This also isn't the full lineup as I do have some archangel slots I'm hoping to fill as the newer chapters are made, but this is a majority of the cast.
Below the cut will be a info blurb about each character for those interested in ✨lore✨ to get an idea for what I have in mind with them [huge wall of text incoming; be warned]
Will give a quick heads up for this and future content, but there are aspects of the characters that will be different to their canon counterparts (some dynamics especially, but also how elements of backstory are approached which may affect personality). It is a bit tough trying to combine 2 wildly different medias into an AU of sorts, though I am going to do my darn best to keep their vibes, story, and personality as similar to their canon selves whilst having some of that AU pizzazz.
[From left to right, top to bottom with the characters talked about in relation to the art]
King - One of the archangels who are almost never seen through normal means. Those who have seen King were lured deep into his lair through illusions. He can come off as blunt and is indifferent to all of life. This may be ironic as his whole being revolves around the yearning for what was, which should envoke a well of emotions. As the Archangel of Nostalgia, his way of interacting with the residents of New Wirral involves tapping into their memories and projecting figures or objects that envoke such a feeling. A way these illusions get casted usually involves the clock strung appendage stored within the mouth stomach. His presence is almost addicting to any Lightner or Darkner, yet he prefers solitude. Nostalgia is a funny thing, after all. Though you can tell that this elusive Archangel has been in the area if a few monochrome silhouetted flowers, resembling either a forget-me-not or a periwinkle, is sprinkled around. Sometimes, the soft echoey ticking of a clock may linger where these flowers lie.
Queen - The ruler over a particular thriving town in New Wirral known as 'Cyberia', Queen cares about those residing here... even if she may be a bit possessive. Making sure that this place is nothing but a paradise, she has spent many years perfecting the formula to her domain's look and function. There are many parts to Cyberia that make sure it is a utopia for all who step inside; it even breaks physics by being way larger that what the outskirts of it make it out to be. Such a techy paradise is all thanks to Queen's nature as the Archangel of Daydreams, as indulging one in such fantasies and making it feel like you're living a utopian dream is what she spends a good chunk of her time on. However, in the few times she hasn't had to do such, Queen does come off as a bit more emotionally distant. Not understanding social cues the best, and even treats others like simple dolls she can push around and/or tease. This is more amplified when interacting with other archangels since she rarely comes face to face with them.
Tenna - Bold! Vibrant! Crowdpleaser! These are a handful of many words that can describe the King of Fun (aka the Archangel of Entertainment). For as long as he's been around on New Wirral, he's been pouring his heart and soul into a part of this landscape that encapsulates his purpose: Wondertainment Isle. A large park-like island that has many types of games, with a tent at the very center of it all. Nowadays, Wondertainment Isle has a mediocre turnout, though it was bustling years prior. Tenna has grown desperate over the years to bring back what once was. Broadcasts throughout New Wirral do happen from time to time that try to lure newcomers to Wondertainment Isle. Which work sometimes. Yet things have been going badly for so long that Tenna has locked himself in a room deep within the studio section of the Isle, and expends a chunk of his magic to interact with the outside world through a specially crafted 3D shadow puppet simply nicknamed "Tennaville". The only one who is allowed to visit Tenna is Mike. Thus, is the only other person aware of how Tenna truly is going outside of the Tennaville schtick being done.
There is a rumor speading amongst staff that a catalyst for this decline was the huge falling out between Tenna and an ex friend of his. One that happened years ago, where only those who have around for ages would know of.
Jevil - A downright troublemaker who is seperated from the rest of the archangel population. The island they reside on is very far away from New Wirral, so new guests are very few and far between. It is a being of chaos, for it is the Archangel of Chaos. So it is second nature for Jevil to do the weirdest of things and even stir up some emotions when around. After a series of unknown events, Jevil had to be locked up through tough magics. Though, as the years tick by, these chains have begun to slowly wither away. It is only a matter of time until this being can roam free again.
Spamton - Someone who is rarely seen outside of his home base, Spamton is a business first kind of guy who values himself over anyone else. Cocky and confident, there are underlying hints of sleaziness with his every move upon interacting; even if there is the occasional vocal tic or visual glitch for whatever reason. He rarely, if ever, strays away from a tough CEO business man-like persona. As the Archangel of Capitalism, it's a must!!! He has a habit of dangling monetary gains above potential business partners and striking deals for anything. It's how he rolls. Though, don't rile him too much in any way, lest you want a garbled glitchy mess of a rant.
Or maybe you want to. What's the harm of riling up such an odd individual if its just for fun?
Ralsei - The timid yet friendly soul of the bunch, Ralsei is never met in their prime in the plot as they're struck down mere moments before encountering the main character. Through word of mouth about the Archangel of Archives, it can be made known that Ralsei was really social. With Lightners, Darkners, and even the other archangels willing to interact having mostly positive things to say. Sure, Ralsei can be overbearing with info to share and even overly concern, but protection is a part of their schtick since they guard all forms of information like their life depends on it (which it kinda does).
Roaring Knight - Known as Epiardo in this AU, RK is the overarching antagonist. The one Ralsei warns Vee about through a prophecy. The one planning to plunge all worlds into a forever dark. This evergrowing Archangel of Darkness is silent but deadly, for its amorphous nature allows for it to slink around while others are not looking. Darkness is in every part of life afterall. You cannot escape Epiardo's influence no matter what you do.
(Epiardo is also the only Archangel who remains in their true form no matter what; hence their out of place look)
Yeah I uh, have had some of these guys planned out more than others. Could you tell based on the blurb lengths? Exception to this is the last guy, who I have a shitload planned out for but am being ✨mysterious✨ on purpose
dear god I went insane in the Magma that @nakakabaliw is hosting. many hours of doodling and perusing the canvases has lead to a heapload of images <3
did primarily doodles and drawings relating to my AU DeltaRoads, but I did do a few Deltanova AU doodles + some relating to regular Deltarune (Sneo and Battat stylized designs)
there may or may not be more posted later as I'm probably gonna float around the Magma for ages. but wanted to get these out since I do vibe with em.
also I may or may not clean up the final drawing cause I am so damn proud of that one
swarm of DeltaRoads Tenna doodles because this guy will not leave my mind and I have to let out some of that built up fixation energy...
some exploration of more design notes I have about the guy that will be better shown when I make a coloured ref sheet for him
some sillier doodles
and a cool expression idea I got for a very rare type of situation + a doodle inspired by that one part of 'We'll Be Right Back' where Spamton shows up
[warning for the creepy face + minor scopophobia/staring; these doodles will be below the cut to be safe]
might clean up and colour the Tenna and Spam doodle ngl. really happy with it...
Woop, finally getting around to another DeltaRoads Archangel info dump. This time it's about this AU's Roaring Knight stand in, Epiardo!
There will be a description type blurb (akin to that in Cassette Beasts) + handful of info below the image for those interested in lore :]
'The incarnation of Darkness, Epiardo is an amorphous being birthed from the many fears and wonders that individuals have about the dark. It is one of the few truly immortal archangels, as a world cannot exist without the dark, thus it cannot be forgotten.'
In this AU, Epiardo takes the slot that would be fulfilled by Aleph in the Archangel lineup. The overarching antagonist of DeltaRoads plot who is hellbent on fulfilling their own personal goals, Epiardo is the force that Ralseyn warns Vee about at the start. 'The Ravaging Darkness' is what Epiardo is able to bring upon the worlds beyond if allowed to gain too much power. It cannot do it alone, so has enlisted the help of various figures; including some of the other archangels. Though there are a few dirty tricks up Epiardo's hypothetical sleeves that it will enact on if push comes to shove. Days pass by as the inevitable doomsday ticks ever so closely. As the shadows archangel gains more power. The only way to stop it is to slay the beast, and even then it provides to just stall due to how their kind works.
It is fully confident that its plan can be enacted no matter what, and laughs at the idea of some mere mortal stopping it in its tracks. Epiardo never really liked Ralseyn, he was too sickly sweet and soft for an archangel and got on its nerves. Though the knowledge he held was too dangerous and could put a halt on plans, so taking them out was high on the priority list. Now it feels more safe to enact these with no worries. Little does it know what is happening behind the scenes...
[reference sheet + some more info about Epiardo will be below the cut]
Here is Epiardo's reference sheet
I did my boy dirty in the lineup cause the angle made their horns look shorter </3
Due to the shadowy nature of its body, it can take on many different forms. Which does make getting around New Wirral a breeze as it can just slide through any cracks of whatever is blocking its path. Even makes for a surprise if it decides to attack you for whatever reason. Almost all archangels hate or fear Epiardo in some way shape or form. The only ones who don't mind its presence is 'Friend' and [ ]
Epiardo is the silent type. You will never hear it speak. Thus, you will never be able to hear how it sounds when speaking. The closest to speech will be the various animalistic sounds they make (screams, growls, shrill, the list goes on with the kind of noises made). It also forever stays in its true form, so it's disguise will never come to light either. That is a secret kept deep within the shadowy abyss of its mind.
Also, fun fact about the name Epiardo: I combined Epiales (the greek spirit/personification of nightmares) and Doe (female deer) together to get the name. This ties into the nightmares darkness brings some + plays a bit into the Dess = Roaring Knight theory with the deer term. Also did loosely base its head off a deer skull, like REALLY loosely...
heeh, hi. got the confidence to share one of the DeltaRoads related writings I've made n posted elsewhere as of recent. Gonna be quite a long one, but I'm still happy with how it turned out. title + blurb will be below this, and the actual story itself will be below the cut. I may post the other one down the line, but it will likely be sent as a doc link since that one is a bit over double the length of this one AND comes with art, which idk if it would push past the post size limit Tumblr has.
Anyways, hope you enjoy the read. Would love to know what y'all think :3
A glimpse into the past. During a time where an Archangel grew close to who they believed was a Darkner. A duo who were inseparable behind the scenes. Yet, strains of their relationship built to be so much that the floodgates were swung wide open, and they got into a VERY heated argument. A shame it ended the way it did though. Nothing ever being the same again since this fateful day.
[Note: To get the full context of a conversation later, you will need a wingdings translator to fully understand it; same goes with knowing this story title]
"Hey Spammy, how have those numbers been treating you?" A teasing tone to his voice, a toothy grin appearing on the screen.
"Oh my stars, tonight's performance was a RIOT!"
A very cheery tone spoken by a rather tall monster entering the room, who swung his upper set of arms over his head. He plonked himself down onto the Green Room couch, melting into the soft cushions with a dreamy sigh. A buzz hummed out of his CRT head as his nose blipped out of view. Tilting his head back, he glares at the only other person currently occupying the room. A darkner, with a grey pink hue to their hair and dark heterochromatic eyes with piercing bright irises. They were nose deep in paperwork, muttering nonsense to oneself whilst chewing on a pen.
"…Sorry I couldn't be there like you wanted me to."
"Oh y'know, the usual. Giving me a big headache yet keeping my mind occupied." The Darkner chuckled, then sighed out of exhaustion.
"Anyways, great to hear the performance went well for ya Tens!" A delayed comment to what was uttered before, though he's now looking up and at the other figure in the room.
Silence fills the air. The CRT headed monster, known by the public as Tenna, shifted his position and sat up. His nose blipping back as he furrows his brow.
"It's fine… Managed to find someone who was able to fill your spot." He sighs.
"Though they didn't do it as well as I knew you would've." His smirk dropped, becoming more of a frown.
"It's the kind of role that is perfect for the likes of you."
"Y'know, I've noticed you've been dodging the chance at being in the spotlight as of recent. What's going on there Spamton?"
The addressed darkner doesn't say anything, going back to looking over the paperwork and writing things down.
"Hey, didn't you hear m-"
"I heard ya loud and clear cathode." He snaps back, slightly annoyed.
"…"
"…Well?"
"Hm?"
"Are you going to answer what I asked of you Spammy?"
Spamton sighs. Then puts the papers aside and gets up, arms raised.
He then begins to leave the room. Tenna looks offended at his response.
"Spams, you can't just dodge the question!" Tenna gets up and follows him, much to Spamton's chagrin.
"Look, Tenna, I know you may be a bit worried, but trust me! The paperwork has just gotten to be plentiful ever since Wondertainment Isle has picked up steam. There's nothing more, nothing less." Spamton turns around as he's in front of the door, looking back with a grimace.
Tenna shrinks to Spamton's height. He can tell his partner is stressed despite what his tone says. Shoulders are tense, and the 2 pseudo antennae (which is what Tenna views the two hair flicks on Spamton's head as) are straight and held back. He's been around this darkner for years now, picking up on minute mannerisms like this helps him read the guy like a book.
"Deflective as usual I see…" He slumps, staring at the ground with droopy antennae.
He feels guilty, but he knows he can't say the full story. It is a can of worms he swore not to open.
Spamton tenses as he sees the switch in mood from Tenna.
"Aw Tens, look. I'd love to tell you…"
"But I really can't becau-"
-ring ring-
A faint sound filters into the room. Spamton's hair stands up, a shiver being sent through him. Tenna's head lifts as his antennae perk up.
'Shit. Not now.'
"Is that…?" Tenna weakly said.
Spamton closed his eyes and just nods, letting out an awkward sigh.
"Heh.. that thing always calls for you at the worst times, huh?"
"Yeah… Think I should go answer it. Got a feeling it's important."
"…Really? More important than what we're talking about right now?" Tenna tilts his head. His face isn't showing anything, so his current emotions cannot be read very easily. But his antenna bulbs have a look of shocked confusion. Spamton glanced at them and noticed that.
"Tens… it's uh. Real complicated. A can of worms I wish to not open, y'know?" He has a chagrin toned smirk for a while before his mouth drops into a frown.
Spamton turns to face the door, lifting his left arm to open the door. A sudden tug is felt as Tenna grows in size a bit and grabs.
"No." He says sternly. Voice shakey.
"Ehahah. What do you mean no?" Spamton gets worried.
"Tenna? T-Tens?" Spamton tries to pull his arm out of the grasp, but it's no use. His breathing starts to quicken.
"You are not leaving to see that phone." Tenna growls, his size increasing again.
"Not until you tell me what's going on."
"ᶜᵃᵗʰᵒᵈᵉˀ" Panic is setting in fast, as Spamton's face and raised hair indicates.
Blinded by rage and concern, Tenna doesn't let go, but drags Spamton closer. No words spoken, but a frustated look and mechanical whirring is all that gazed back at Spamton.
The phone only grows louder and persistent. Trying to drag Spamton over despite the predicament he's in. Spamton takes a deep breath and tries to reason with his frustrated business partner.
"C-Cathode. The phone biz is private. Genuinely cannot tell you much more."
"Stop it with those lies Spamton."
"What lies. How do you know what I'm saying is false, huh? Have you been stalking me????"
"Ohh would you just SHUT IT." Tenna grows so large he almost breaks through the green room ceiling. His hand wrapping around Spamton and placing him into a vice grip, lifting the smaller figure up into the air; his legs dangle as best as they can.
"I've SEEN how you look fresh off a phone call. Exhausted. Tense. That thing is doing something to you, AND YOU WON'T TELL ME-" His voice booms, frustration and betrayal blended together in each word. The sudden noise makes Spamton wince. With one of his unoccupied arms, Tenna pinches the bridge of his nose.
"Dear angel, Spamton. I genuinely care for you, and it feels like you're spitting in my face over it…"
"Ehehaheheh, it's so damn ANNOYING. You think you're doing good with the constant check ups? But you ain't. It gives me headaches sometimes, and it even makes me regret signing up to being your business partner sometimes." As he says his piece, Spamton squints; his irises glow to emphasize his current annoyance with the whole situation.
Spamton looks on, dumbfounded.
"Care? CARE? If you cared about me, YOU WOULDN'T BE SO GOD DAMN CLINGY ALL THE TIME." He wriggles within Tenna's grasp, snarling as he says his piece.
Tenna stares. Nothing from the CRT for a moment, before a manic grin spreads on his face. His antennae raise into a jagged look, with the bulbs reflecting his current mood.
"Annoying? Eheh… that is BOLD coming from a little sponge like YOU. I could turn you to dust RIGHT NOW-" His grasp tightens on Spamton, squeezing out whatever air was in the darkner's lungs, before loosening up to how it was before. "-but I'm merciful. Kind. Unlike you it seems. You're even lucky I saw potential in you all those years ago. Tried to bring this place from the ground up with your brainpower to help for the more technical stuff. Cause what would you do now, huh? That DAMN phone is messing with you, and I just want to help. Is that too much of me to ask from you Dove?"
A Nickname Spamton almost never hears. This makes this interaction sting his soul more.
Yet he blankly stares. Then, out of the blue, Spamton bares his teeth and bites down onto Tenna's hand. The bite force was surprisingly strong, and it forced Tenna to yelp and let go. Sending Spamton plummeting.
He lands on the hard floor with a thud and groan. Looking up, Tenna is hissing while he tends to his hand to check for wounds. Spamton feels little guilty, but he's also still annoyed. Just on cue, as if it were a sign, the phone ring begins to scream.
Tenna looks down, and just sighs.
"Go. I know you want to." He sounds defeated, antenna drooping. "…ᴵᵐˢᵒʳʳʸᶠᵒʳᵇᵉᶦⁿᵍᵃᵇᵘʳᵈᵉⁿᵒⁿʸᵒᵘ⁻"
Tenna is left alone in the room. The phone ring taunting him. He curls in on himself as he shrinks, sobbing uncontrollably as a wave of emotion hits like a freight train after Spamton left. He doesn't know if he could ever forgive himself for what just happened. All he did was mutter grievances under his breath in an unintelligible language; it sounded discordant and garbled.
Spamton dares not to glare at Tenna anymore. He reaches for the door, and opens it.
"Yeah. And I'm sorry for not being worth much to you too, Trash Heap." He spat that insult out as he walked through and slammed the door behind him.
Meanwhile Spamton is swiftly making his way to his room, from where the phone resides. Swinging the door open, he sees it. A simple dialphone, pitch black with white buttons and multicoloured numbers. It's been ringing nonstop for minutes now, and Spamton is tense about that. Closing the door behind him, he rushes towards it and grabs the phone.
He takes a deep breath, and finally answers the call.
"💧︎🏱︎✌︎💣︎❄︎⚐︎☠︎📬︎ ⚐︎☟︎ ✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎☹︎📪︎ ✋︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎❄︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎🕯︎👎︎ ☠︎☜︎✞︎☜︎☼︎ 🏱︎✋︎👍︎😐︎ 🕆︎🏱︎✏︎ ☟︎🕆︎☜︎☟︎☜︎☟︎☜︎☟︎☜︎✏︎✏︎✏︎✏︎" The voice was discordant in tone, yet somehow there is some form of playfulness to it.
"Hm? Lay it on me." Knowing how the caller behaved, he remained cautious.
"💧︎⚐︎⚐︎⚐︎⚐︎📪︎ ✋︎ ☟︎☜︎✌︎☼︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎ 👍︎⚐︎💣︎🏱︎☹︎✌︎✋︎☠︎❄︎💧︎ ☞︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎ ☯︎☟︎☜︎✌︎✞︎☜︎☠︎☸︎📪︎ ✌︎👌︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎✌︎✡︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎🕯︎✞︎☜︎ 👌︎☜︎☜︎☠︎ ✡︎🕯︎😐︎☠︎⚐︎🕈︎✍︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ 🕈︎✌︎☠︎❄︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☹︎☜︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎ ❄︎☜︎☹︎☹︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👎︎☜︎✌︎☹︎ ✋︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎☞︎📬︎" As the sentence went on, the tone shifted from being playful to downright menacingly mischevious.
Spamton felt his heart sink when being told that. His eyes widened, and his hair spiked even worse than it did earlier.
"FUCK." He shouted as he slammed the phone down on the reciever, ending the call abruptly. One can only assume that the caller is giggling about this very reaction.
Spamton bolted out the room, a look of grief and panic on his face.
Meanwhile, Tenna was on his way to check in on the little business man after the heated exchange of words they had, hoping to make it up to him. Twiddling his fingers whilst partly zoned out. He then feels a force push on his leg, and he glances down. A coloured blur went by, but it was one he recognized.
"Spamton?" Tenna turned around, soft spoken but worried. All he got as a response was a bitter glare glazed in fear. Spamton knew that, if he stayed, things wouldn't end well.
Outside, Spamton shoved through the bustling crowd. Caring not for who he knocks over, yet hearing them yelp and shout at him to watch where he's going.
He goes to open the door that Tenna just walked through.
"Spamton wai-"
And slammed the door as he exited. Leaving Tenna alone in the hallway.
"…"
Left to his own thoughts, Tenna leans against the nearest wall before shrinking. Sobbing and quivering.
But he can't. He has to leave NOW. The final words on that phone were spoken as a threat that he knew would be acted upon.
Spamton ran like the wind, never looking back. He kept going til he tired out, getting deep into the heart of New Wirral. Surrounded by a forest at night, the moonlight illuminated the landscape. It felt serene.
But there was something lurking. Spamton could sense its presence.
A lump of fear appeared as he started to hyperventilate. With his fears being confirmed as a gutteral growl emerged from the trees.
"I know you're -re there… Show yourself!" Spamton tried to act tough, but it was no use.
A looming shadow crawled out, approaching Spamton slowly but surely. Blue eyes pierced through the dark, locked in on the target like a predatory animal. It was about twice the height of Spamton, and had an unnatural feel to it.
Emaciated in look, it was monochrome grey whilst being outlined by blue. In front of Spamton, was Epiardo.
"Ehahaah… hey Epi- Didn't think I'd be seeing you so soon?" He sheepishly grinned, curling up as it approached.
There was no reply.
Without saying a word, it raised an arm. A stick of blue energy emanating from its palms like a small fountain.
"W-wait! I can still be good. We could do another deal!-
It can't be over this quick, right??
Tenna was just too stubborn in his cheery ways…"
The beam took shape, and Epiardo readied its next step. Spamton began to panic, shaking on the spot and waving his hands frantically in front of him.
"W-w-wAIT
NONONO-
PLEASE-"
-SLASH-
A loud sound rang through the air. Then, as fast as it erupted into noise, the forest returned to serene silence.
shitpost kinda DeltaRoads post involving these 3 because of a particular image that I could not forget. had to draw it (don't mind how shit some portions may look)
like for some reason the original image made me think of the intended dynamic between the three?
to sum it up without giving too much away, basically Epiardo and 'Friend' float around in Spamton's shadow (metaphorically, and sometimes literally), keeping an eye on him due to a deal made many years ago. one which is way too late to back out of. though, 'Friend' usually hassles Spam more than Epiardo, and Epiardo has to try reign 'Friend' in sometimes because that lil freak will overstep boundaries way too fast if left unchecked. Spamton is just trying to do his thing without paying too much mind to these guys existing.
I'll go in more depth about this down the line. just wanted to give atleast an idea on why I thought such.
Also I forgot how large I made Archangels in the AU for a moment before starting this, and laughed while drawing this because of the sheer fucking size difference </3
[Original image will be below the cut (as well as a link to the original post for credit)]
