#graniteverse

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inspired by this song

this was meant to be a warMUP SKETCH OTL 

poor maxwell being sad over his long dead fiancee 

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ok so since you seem excited @poptartsandparlortricks & @lazyhoneybees have the beginning of this damn thing (i’ve actually written more but like... it’s a later scene and i haven’t figured out how to fill the gap yet and dfhbfhjfdb)

UNEDITED, NO PROOF READING, WE DIE LIKE MEN (actually i lied i spell checked when i threw it in here LOL)

Say what you will about the vampire monarchy, they certainly knew how to throw a party. A small part of Malachy wondered if it was out of jealousy from the Granite Day event at Capital Vice last month - they simply could not be outdone; whatever the Sins offered, the vampires would double it and paint it black. Still, a masquerade ball was a refreshing idea, they weren't exactly commonplace in the modern day, but... as it turned out, it was exactly the opportunity he needed. 

Sixty years of upholding the act as squeaky clean business-man-turned-politician Malachy Isidore by day, and white knight vigilante Indigo by night had gotten... well, boring wasn't the right word. There was absolutely nothing boring about his game with Sir Misery - if he wasn't kept on his toes 24/7, Malachy would have had to send Misery a very concerned email that he was dropping the ball. He was mentally engaged, surrounded by excitement and success... but there was one big downside. 

Since the construction of Isidore Tower - dubbed 'Gluttony Heights' by a certain cryptic radio host, a nickname that had caught on surprisingly fast amongst the masses - Malachy had grown rather... paranoid, one might say. For good reason, however; there was a target painted on his head and he didn't plan to make that assassination easy for anyone. Despite his position as a force of 'good' in the city, he had made a lot of powerful enemies... and regardless of how good his agents and security were, it would only take a single bullet to prematurely end the game that had utterly consumed his life in tumultuous bliss. A fact that remained particularly pertinent considering that he had a longterm arch nemesis, standing at the helm of a chaotic terrorist organisation. Thus, Malachy rarely left his tower, for the sake of his own safety. Which was a fine concept - he had just about everything he needed, and plenty of space and resources with which to prosper. But, sixty years down the line... admittedly, he was going a little stir crazy. It wasn't as if he didn't have anyone to talk to, what with running a business empire, a political campaign and a secretive vigilante association... and a regular semi-threatening email conversation with his rival for fun - but it wasn't always enough. It wasn't even the social side of things that had him longing, not really... He still had so many fond memories of the early days of his rivalry with Sir Misery. The way Malachy would attend events, giving speeches and meeting with his public... the way Misery would crash those events, and take hostages and generally cause chaos... Such good times. They always had a delightful banter, sometimes it felt as if they weren't enemies at all, just old friends with a healthy interest in killing one another. Since the unwelcome addition of The Serpent Blade in the city, he and Misery had been forced to turn their rivalry into a long distance affair - less personal and more like a giant game of chess. They would both sit in their strongholds, instructing their pieces to oppose one another and ruin each other's plans as frequently as possible. Despite the fact that Sir Misery was a constant and extremely prominent fixture in his life... he hadn't seen him in person in a very long time. It wasn't as if he hadn't had the chance to see him again, Malachy had just considered all other opportunities to be, well... ridiculously dangerous. Sir Misery liked to invite him on 'dates' - proposals of afternoon tea, dinner at a nice restaurant... likely filled with armed Misery Co employees, with a kitchen packed full of C4. Needless to say, Malachy had always graciously declined - as much as he would have loved to reconnect with his dear old friend, a night ending with kidnap, torture and death was simply not something he could fit into his schedule. But this? This was an elusive opportunity. A calculated risk - a room full of innocent civilians had never stopped Misery from striking before. But after sixty years... Malachy felt that he could live dangerously, even just for one night. Just himself, Sir Misery... his bodyguard and a team of his agents, all posted inconspicuously around the party in disguise. With his signature tattoo and most of his face concealed, thus far nobody had even recognised him - which suited Malachy just fine, it wasn't as if he was here for any of them. A glass of champagne in hand - the vampire queen really had outdone herself, you could practically taste how expensive the catering was - azure eyes swept the length of the room, thinking over his calculations of logic. The chance of Misery attending the event was relatively high - after the cryptic clue Malachy had left in his last email, vaguely hinting at the fact that he might be attending - but the chance of him attending with his usual appearance was next to none. Sir Misery did, after all, have an extremely memorable aesthetic, and even if he did decide to tone down his monochrome fashion sense, Malachy doubted that his signature white hair streak and pale eyes would go entirely unnoticed.

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some renders from today cuz i finished mal’s model :’D

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everybody look at this cool thing i did (character belongs to @destinedforthestyx , model is mine from scratch, made with blender and paint tool sai)

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malachy isidore: is put into a fight to the death tournament where he can summon any two people by name, and logically needs to pick the most tactically advantageous people possible to... y’know, not fucking die  malachy isidore: ..... malachy isidore: ......this is the perfect chance to find out who snake eyes is tHIS HAS BEEN DRIVING ME CRAZY FOR D E C A D E S

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tiniest indigo association

l-r: persephone adelind, demon, security guard atticus adley, warlock, security guard dexter baron, vampire, head of the night watch bartholomew graves, familiar, head of the tech department jaden grimm, vampire, security guard malachy ‘indigo’ isidore, demon, leader of the indigo association rufus jet, shapeshifter, agent nero katzin, warlock, public relations department nicole lavolpe, shapeshifter, agent  carlisle lefreniere, dhampir, head agent ‘viva’, ???, agent

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im too tired to go searching for a name rn, but this is the caterpillar from queenie’s ‘wonderland’ gang 

she is a tireless searcher of knowledge, a strategist, a saboteur, and - in her spare time - a very daydreamy fantasy author =w=

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granite AU stuff pod and i have been talking about:

hitman!AU: 

- mal is a local crime lord by the name of the Indigo Dragon. he’s got a pretty strong grip on his area, rivalled only by another vicious gang that constantly butts heads with his - said gang belongs to falkner, who’s got the nickname of the Dragon Slayer (funnily enough it wasnt originally a jab at mal, it’s just how things worked out lmao) he kidnapped damien intending to get millions out of damien’s absurdly rich business owner father, but instead damien showed a lot of promise and they swindled his father out of a lot of money, and damien just ended up staying - mal hires avalon, aka ‘The Angel of Death’ (as he’s become known in the industry, he doesnt really like being called that, he thinks it’s crass and in bad taste, to take out falkner. 

- funnily enough, falkner has had a similar idea, and hired sylvarus (probably goes by the codename misery tbh) to kill mal. ‘cept mal ends up somehow managing to... sweet talk? i guess? misery and then doubles what falkner’s set to pay him to get misery to work for him. they kinda hit it off. :L 

- i think avalon and misery both are more mercenaries, there is an ICA sort of organisation, which lazarus, ruse and trick all work for as spies/informants, and sariel was trained to be an assassin for since a young age. 

borderlands!AU

- the only real new additions here is that lazarus is an ex-treasure hunter who, after a great betrayal, ended up holing himself up in a mansion on pandora, full of very rare and valuable items and ARMED TO SHIT with deathtraps to keep out all of the bandits who want to get their paws on his stuff. so lazarus has become somewhat of a... paranoid, but incredibly fashionable hermit. :L who hates bandits with a fiery passion and delights in them getting caught in his traps, since everybody just assumes that the mansion’s abandoned or that they can kill its owner easily. 

- sariel is one of said bandits, but more of a robin hood style thing. naturally, when he tries to tell lazarus he doesnt believe him, but... lazarus is incredibly lonely ok. :L so he keeps him around for a bit. then a bit turns into a while and... we’re not entirely sure how this part of the plot goes yet but ;w;