i have a bunch of draw the squad/otp/polycule memes and i’m not afraid to use them. this time around is ruggie and the two saps that haul him around by his armpits and he pretends like he’s not into it. (feat. @tixdixl’s emil lehr— it was his birthday recently yall better’ve said happy birthday to bobbi’s beloved sunray)
Stained. Forever changed. Overcome by agony, greed, pride - a number of various emotions, traumas, and turmoil - in a burst of lethal power. These are the Overblotters. The ones who command and change the world around them. The ones we as fans flock to in empathy and appreciation.
This Twisted Wonderland Fanzine aims to focus on Overblot: the characters that do; the stories encompassing it; the eruptions of emotions; the monsters it creates; the past that bubbling up behind; and those who are impacted by the actions committed during Overblot. With an aim of celebrating this game and its story, I am calling out to artists and writers alike to come together to capture the beauty, the horror, and the tragedy of the Overblotters.
If you are interested in applying to be a contributor for this fanzine, please take a look at the submission guidelines and application form below.
Before we go over the submission guidelines, I want to make sure that folks are aware that this is going to be a digital-only zine and it's not for profit. Nobody is getting paid for participation, and I'm not going to be putting money into making it either. This is a passion project of mine, and while I do want to create the best zine I can, please understand this is largely going to be a community oriented project, made solely by and for the love of the community and the game that we all care about.
Submission and Application Guidelines
All contributions must remain SFW/PG-13. This means that all pieces should not incorporate excessive gore, sexual content, etc. That said, emotional depth and darker tones/themes are encouraged. Just be mindful when creating your piece. If you are unsure about the limits or have any questions regarding the content of your submission, please do not hesitate to send asks in the ask box.
Only canon characters, locations, and events are permitted as subject matter. So long as it depicts Overblot somehow as the theme, go ham!
Shipping content will not be accepted in this zine.
Artists applying will be required to submit 2 fully rendered examples of their work in the anticipated style for review.
Comic artists applying will be required to submit 1 fully realized example (between 1 and 7 pages in length) for review. Color is not required, but tones/shading of some kind is.
Writers applying will be required to submit 1 fully written and edited example (500-3k words) for review.
Applications will close on March 20th. Acceptance emails will be sent out by April 5th.
Selected contributors will be required to submit 1 final piece.
Final art pieces must be fully rendered.
Final comics must be fully realized. Minimum 1 page, but no longer than 5-7 pages in length.
Final fanfics must be fully written and edited. The word count should be between 500-3k words.
Final art pieces, comics, and fanfictions must be submitted by June 28th.
There will be intermittent check ins at the end of April and the end of May. Proof of concept will be required during the April check in. Proof of a WIP will be required during the May check in.
No Gen AI permitted. Plagiarized/traced works will not be permitted.
If you have any questions, feel free to send in an ask! The askbox will be open for any inquires you might have!
Characters: Wei Renqiao (my OC,) Mac Nightwatch and Oisín Anbás (@/tixdixl's OCs) Ortho Shroud, Lázaro Muertinez (@/the-trinket-witch's OC, cameo)
Additional notes: This entire thing was spun off a conversation with Seris (@/tixdixl) about what would happen if Mac was gifted a geode. Shenanigans, naturally, but in the discussion, we both very quickly realized that Wei Renqiao would be the one to notice the damage and that it would trigger some serious executive dysfunction in his undiagnosed ADHD that would result in the following. (I really don't showcase Ren's ADHD tendencies or his Shan Yu tendencies enough.) Also includes mentions of my OC Marshall Eton and his older brother Gideon, and Seris's other OC, Mac's twin, Wesson.
"There's a hole in the wall."
Oisín and Ortho came to an immediate halt, turning back to Wei Renqiao in mild confusion. The tall young man had gone completely stock-still, his spine rigid as he stared at the far wall of the Ignihyde lounge.
[A hole?]
Ren didn't budge as the words flashed across Oisín's TV monitor, nor as Ortho drifted closer to him.
"Ren-dìdì?" the robot attempted to prompt him.
"There's a hole," Ren repeated, "in the wall."
Ortho and Oisín both turned to look at the wall, the latter pausing before they moved cautiously toward the wall. Ren took a deep breath, trying to calm the clamoring in his brain.
There were things he'd intended to do, an entire list and order he needed to attend to, and now he couldn't do it. He'd happened to look at the wall and he could see there was a hole there that hadn't been there before, and the suddenness of the hole, the alienness of it, and the lack of any explanation for its appearance had brought everything in his brain to a screeching stop. It was rare anything could cause such a reaction in him and make him completely freeze, but this was…this was…
"He's right!" Ortho said abruptly, apparently having finished a rapid scan. He zipped right over to it, pointing it out to Oisín, despite the dullahan already having pinpointed it. "Where do you suppose this came from?"
[Not sure. However…] For a brief moment, static flickered across the dullahan's monitor, indicating they were thinking. [It looks like it might have come from the other side.]
"Now that you mention it," Ortho said, "I do think someone's room is on the other side…"
At once, the mention of that brought to mind one thing for Ren and he let out a long groan as he kicked himself into motion, immediately turning and power-walking through the place. He knew exactly whose room that was now that it had been brought up, and it made almost too much sense why this would have happened. He heard his friends following in seconds, Ortho flying and Oisín using their fae speed to catch up. It hardly made a difference. He was going to get to the bottom of this, because he couldn't do anything until that damn hole was taken care of, and that started with confronting the individual who was no doubt behind it.
Stopping outside the offender's door, Ren had to take two deep breaths before knocking, and even then it was a close thing to make sure he controlled the knock.
The door hissed open and a large pair of eyes stared up at him.
"Well howdy!" Macadamia Nightwatch said, a bright smile blooming on his face as he beheld the three visitors outside his door. "Uh, what brings you here today?"
Working his mouth for a second, Ren managed to get out, "Macadamia. Are you aware that there is a hole in your wall?"
The vulture beastman's eyes widened and he said in mild awe, "Really??"
A long second passed as the two of them gaped at one another, Mac amazed and Ren agog. Perhaps sensing this wasn't going to get anywhere without a slight push, Oisín wedged their way in and interjected.
[We saw it from the opposite side, in the lounge wall. Did something happen?]
"Did you have an accident of some kind?" Ortho piped up, bracing his weight on Ren's shoulder as he too, took in Mac Nightwatch and his bedroom. There was just the faintest hint of sarcastic irony in Ortho's tone, as it was well known to the entire dorm that Mac was a walking disaster on the daily, and of course that sarcasm immediately went completely over Mac's head.
"Nope!" Mac said proudly, shuffling aside to let the three of them in. "Not all day! Maybe the hole got lost wherever it was goin'?"
At this remark, Ren let out a close-mouthed sound of distress and Oisín's monitor produced an alarming noise that sounded like multiple static pops that only those closest to them recognized as Oisín's equivalent of a physical snicker.
"Oh, bless you!" Mac said pleasantly to them, and the dullahan turned away as Ortho floated further in to inspect. Ren took a second to massage his temples, wondering how it was possible that his entire brain could hurt so much just around one person.
"I'm not detecting anything immediately out of the ordinary," Ortho remarked.
[Well, wait, what's this?]
They all turned to Oisín together, where the dullahan had walked over to the side of Mac's bed and indicated a large object wedged into one of the hexagonal wall cubbies. At the sight of it, Mac's brain-melting, delighted expression grew even more happy.
"That's m'geode!" he exclaimed, like he was just seeing it up on being reunited with it after a long separation. "Ain't it purdy? Marshall's big brother, Mr. Gideon, he gave it to me! He always brings me 'n' Wes'n gifts when he visits!"
Immediately Ren stifled a tired groan. Of course Marshall Eton was somehow involved. Macadamia and his twin, Wesson, always hung around the Pomefiore junior, like the three were glued at the hip. And while Mac himself was a handful, and Mac and Wes together were a pain, throwing Marshall in the mix made it a nightmare. Of course…of course that guy would be involved somehow, even if he wasn't present.
"You were just given an entire geode?" Ren managed to ask instead. What he didn't add was "how could anyone think that's a good idea?"
"Yee."
[Ren, Ortho, do you think…?] Oisín suggested, gesturing towards the geode. They came closer to get a good look at what the junior was indicating, and stared at a cluster of crystals before glancing towards the wall. If it was at the correct angle…and a powerful enough, concentrated form of light passed through it...
"Real shame m'laser pointer ran outta batteries," Mac suddenly said, sounding like a kid bummed out that he missed something he was only mildly excited for. "Was usin' it to make it shine all over th' room."
As one, the three of them turned to look at the vulture beastman.
"Your laser ran out of batteries?" Ortho repeated.
[Can you show us this laser?] Oisín asked before Ren could make a remark.
"Oh sure!" Mac immediately went rummaging through his belongings, calm and casual as could be. Ren moved away from the geode to inspect the hole, crouching down to examine it at eye level before he glanced back at the crystal cluster and humming pensively.
"It does appear to be at a precise angle for that to work," Ren spoke over Mac's noisy continued searching, "provided the laser is strong enough."
"Hey, is someone over there?" a new, muffled voice cut in from the other side of the wall. Ren immediately straighted up his spine and stared towards the hole. Unless he missed his guess, the speaker was Lázaro Muertinez, a fellow dormmate.
"Lázaro? Is that you?" he called loudly.
"Oh, hi Laz!" Mac chimed in, just as he turned with the retrieved laser pointer and showed it to Ortho and Oisín with a "here it is!" Ren didn't have time to turn and take a peek before he heard a response from the other side of the wall.
"Yeah, it's me!" Laz shouted back, before delivering a direct blow with "Hey! Did you guys know there's a hole in the wall??"
Ren had to take a second to master himself before he managed to say, "Please trust me, we're very aware."
"Yup," Ortho said in a tone of weary resignation. "The output specs on this laser definitely are high enough to burn a hole straight through a wall if the light beam is concentrated through something like the crystals in that geode."
[I can't decide what's more impressive:] Oisín mused. [That the geode is still intact, or that you got your hands on a high-grade laser like this, Mac.]
The beastman shrugged. "I dunno, just showed up in m'room one day. Say, any of you got any batteries?"
Ren finally got up from his crouch and crossed the space in a single massive stride, coming to loom over Mac with an intensity that would make most people cringe and whimper in fear. Mac only craned his head back to look curiously up at his fellow sophomore.
"Absolutely not happening," he huffed, crossing his arms. "I'll tell you what's going to happen. First, we're confiscating that laser to take to the Housewarden."
Mac's face immediately fell into a pout that would make most people wince and slowly crumble their willpower. Ren only bore down harder, unfazed.
"Then, we're going to fix that hole in the wall," he continued. "And after that, if I'm feeling calm enough and if there's a way to make one that won't turn into a complete disaster, we'll see about building you something like a disco ball, if you absolutely must have some infernal light show in your room."
You had to give Macadamia Nightwatch credit: he bounced back fast.
"Well that sounds swell!"
"Ren, why are you making that face?" Ortho asked.
[Remember to breathe, Deartháirín.]
Struggling now to keep what little composure he could muster in the face of this complete whirlwind of low-level disaster, Ren followed Oisín's advice and took a few breaths before reaching out and closing his hand around the laser pointer.
That Mac was still holding onto.
"Alright, then let's go," Ren said, giving the laser pointer a tug. Mac's grip only tightened as he looked up at Ren in confusion. "We're taking the laser to the Housewarden."
He gave another tug, and this time Mac yanked back, just enough to resist.
"Macadamia."
"What?"
"Let go," Ren said slowly, patience wearing thinner with each passing second. "Of. The laser. Now."
"But it's my laser," Mac said in the sulky tones of a child as he tried to pull it free of Ren's grip and utterly failed to do so.
"Didn't you just say it appeared in your room one day?"
"Ayup!"
"Then it isn't your laser, it was wandering, just like the hole in the wall," Ren groused, and with a tremendous yank, pulled the laser free as Mac attempted to process the logic behind the statement and missed the sarcasm yet again. Immediately Ren took the opportunity to power-walk out of the room at top speed, fuming with barely suppressed irritation, the others following behind one by one.
"Oh, waitaminute!" Mac said, clearly having some great epiphany. "Dya think the laser and the hole know each other?"
Ren let out a long groan through his nose.
None of them were paid enough to deal with Macadamia Nightwatch.
Final notes: this was the fic that almost got lost due to an issue I was having with Ellipsus and I'm so glad I got it retrieved. I had too much fun writing this, I would've been crushed if I had to rewrite the whole thing.
As the daughter of prominent Meraki Family in the Kingdom of Heroes and one of the head families of the Jupiter Conglomerate, she is expected to participate in the traditional debutante ball for noble families.
Out of all of her siblings, Kore is closest to Poimandres Pleiades, an alumni of Night Raven College and Ignihyde (in this universe).
As she is twisted from two characters--Megara and Persephone--her character development and personality reflects them respectively. For most of the storyline, Kore is very much in a servitude role with Idia. Post Ignihyde Chapter is when their dynamic shifts to being more equals.
Unlike most Ignihyde students, she is not really into tinkering with technology but still harbors that creative fire to create.
Hihi!!! Here for the TWST asks! Lets do 🌹 and 👑 for Fia and Ruby, please? Thank you!!
Let me start off by saying that I was not expecting Ruby to catch anyone's eyes. And yet hilariously, her answers came quicker
Ruby Del Zorro
Relationship to Vil: They're in the same year of school, Ruby thinks she's the queen of her campus, and she's the kind of fan who claims that the celebrity they claim as their favorite has this title to fuel the fan's own ego by being 'different' rather than being a true admirer of that celebrity. Vil sees right through this pretention, but he knows how to play the part of a gracious host well. Besides, he has bigger fish to fry. (Or rather apples to poison)
In short, Vil finds the fox beastman to be a vile little thing, but he's a bit too preoccupied to concerned of a spudling who's only going to be in the far corner of his peripheral for about three months.
Meanwhile, Ruby only sees Vil for his celebrity status and how possible association with him can fuel her own ambitions.
Relationship to Riddle: The 'little runt' doesn't even register on Ruby's radar. True he's the son of famous doctors, but that temper of is just capital-N Not Worth It.
Besides, it's a lot more fun teasing that little nobody 'Trein-Wreck' about her increasing association with him, amongst other little 'fires' Fiamma is starting over the course of the Arcane Exchange.
Speaking of...
Fiamma Trein
Relationship to Vil: On Fia's list of Top 5 Canon Character relationships, Vil ranks at number six (hilariously enough, Rook is at number 1 while Epel takes spot number 5).
And here's the thing; it's not for a lack of compatibility/commonality on both parties;
Fiamma and Vil have genuine conversations/debates that are invigorating for both of them
They're kind of a powerhouse team for a lot of activities (make-up and hair is the big one)
Vil becomes a major patron of Fia's fashion design ambitions when they're adults
They're from similar backgrounds in terms of etiquette (LONG story full of Lore™) and both know how to gracefully maneuver a social scene (even when they're not particularly big fans of the people they're engaging with.)
And that's only part of the list!
So, why is it that Vil can't quite crack into that Top 5
Simple; Fia just cannot stand how Vil keeps trying to put people Epel into a certain box that fits his vision for them. Especially when Vil tries using Fia herself as an 'example' of what to strive for (again, long story with Lore™)
Keep in mind that when Fia & the rest of the Arcane Exchange students come over to Night Raven, the tail end of their stay are the events of Book 5 before...
....well, if you know, you know...
So, things do change for the better later down the line, but Fia never forgets how you make her friends feel.
Relationship to Riddle: Let's just say their first meeting certainly does not reflect the direction their relationship would end up going.
As a matter of fact, the first time they become aware of each other is a moment where an innocent question turned into a mission of malicious compliance on Fia's part. This back-and-forth centering around the Queen of Hearts rules turns into something of a spectacle for several parties, Fiamma and Riddle both seeing it as a challenge to their very characters. (as well as a test of their respective verbal prowess)
And yet when a similar stunt of malicious compliance (though much more intentional in trying to bring someone down a peg) results in a threat against Fia's safety by another student of the Arcane Exchange, Riddle is the first to offer Fiamma sanctuary for the night.
And then it's quite the journey going forward, as you will come to find out~ <3