#thalamhan

[cuppajj]

If/when i ever get back into tf stuff, i gotta res Thalamhan. looking through the tags and that was lowk peak

[dimorphodon-x]

Did a bit more practice with CSP’s perspective ruler and drew a room in Hymnios’ home. Definitely should be a lot more cluttered, but by then I would’ve probably died 💀

Maybe I’ll color it later on but I really do not feel like doing that right now.

Hymnios is an inhabitant of @cuppajj’s Thalamhan

[v-exian]

Haven’t drawn this dude in a bit gcdgjnftdrvhbifv

Forgot how fun it was to draw him

And colours!! :D

@cuppajj

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[twinsincorrectquotes]

Meet Clemyntie! A young butterfly on Thalamhan. This original character is mine, Thalamhan belongs to @cuppajj ^^

Clemyntie’s whole body except his face is dark gray, while his face is basically white. Any jewelry he wears is gold and shining. His scarf/shawl is a black with gold sparkles all around. His armour is a lighter gray than his body, but still darker than his face. His visor is a medium blue, more exactly #1F456E.

Clemyntie is a model through and through. From a younger age, he expressed interest in the modelling industry and had become one as soon as he was able.

Though, through his mostly soft smiles and quiet demeanour, Clemyntie hates socializing and interaction. It was clear in his first few interviews and modelling parts that he was a ‘Look but don’t touch’ model, and most respect that. Despite modelling being his first job, he does dabble in paints and creating jewelry for other young models like himself.

[cuppajj]

Got a little wave of inspiration so have a little guy I don’t plan on doing anything with lol

They're so cute, I love the design and the mushroom is adorable! ;w; here's a sketch of them with the newspark from the other picture

[cuppajj]

The Menders are Thalamites who turn into flora, tasked with arguably the most important job in the entire colony: overseeing the development and care of Thalamite newsparks. They are a tightly-knit community who live in the Nursery, a massive grove full of trees with pods in which Thalamites are forged in. Menders always know when newsparks are set to emerge from their pods, and thus they are always there to welcome them into the world. They are peaceful and soft spoken, and they are devout to the titan. Their community operates completely separate from greater Thalamhan; Menders never leave the Nursery, so they farm their own food and make their own fabrics, all for themselves and the newborn Thalamites in their care. They never see the outside world, but they’re content with it, always dedicated to preparing the young to find their place in it. After a Thalamite leaves the Nursery, they can never go back, and the Mender never sees them ever again. It can be hard, since they can become attached to the little ones, but they know it’s all part of their role as the caretakers of new life.

[cuppajj]

The Darklands are home to many notorious figures, but none are more feared than that of Hypna, the whimsical leader of the biggest crime syndicate in all of Thalamhan. She trades weapons, ununtrium, drugs, and mind control spores from mushrooms exclusively grown by her. She has a massive network of workers; she doesn't care who works for her as long as they're in her pocket, and she's never had any problem with that. They're too afraid to betray her; any subordinate who acts out or is deemed too unruly, she injects with her venom, turning them into a zombified drone and husk of their former selves. They become fodder to obey Hypna's every word, and protect her with their life. This unfortunate fate is also why not many crime lords who directly oppose her stick around for long.

What she lacks in height, she makes up for in sheer intimidation alone, and she has deserved her place as the unmitigated queen of the Darklands.

[cuppajj]

If you are bold enough--and unfortunate enough--to venture into the dark forsaken tunnels where no flower grows, deep into the abyssal labyrinth that only those well trained to traverse them dare to go, you will enter the hunting grounds of the Darkland's most terrifying occupant. He is not known by name, but is given many from the fear he has struck into Thalamhan's sparks. No one knows where he came from and why he does what he does, and all attempts to slay him have been futile.

[more info below but TW for robocannibalism]

He is unnaturally large for a Thalamite. His servos can easily encompass an entire head, and he can pick most Thalamites up with ease. It is unknown why he has such great size, but no matter the case, it renders an encounter with him even trickier to escape; and chances of such are already next to none. He is an extremely proficient hunter, blending into the darkness with near-silent footfalls, stalking prey who are none the wiser. His prey are other Thalamites, which he eats indiscriminately--darklanders included.

When he catches his prey, he lets his presence known by illuminating himself a ghastly blue. Then, with his antennae and throat, creates deep and reverberating melodies that disorient them, stripping them of their spatial awareness. As he doesn't like seeing his prey struggle, he paralyzes them so they can no longer move. Finally, he bites into their metal and protoform, assuring a quicker death by tearing off a chunk of their neck. Once done with his meal, he leaves almost no trace behind.

He usually devours Thalamites in centipede mode; however, if the Thalamite is on the smaller side, he will partially transform back into his root mode, using his smaller mouth to eat instead.

He believes in purpose, that his prey were meant to be his food, no matter who they are.