#twst phantom

[player-of-forgotten-worlds]

Meet My Yuu’s Overblot Form

Yeah… pretty old character from 3 years ago. Still love her, though. Also, something the info doesn’t mention is why blue and green.

In Epic Mickey, you have paint (a blue color that brings things to life) and thinner (a green color that destroys everything). Surprisingly, even in game, these abilities came with a cost: Mickey became partially blot himself. What’s more, emotions seem to be tied to the colors: happiness and loyalty came from the blue paint while anger and resentment came with the green thinner.

I had incorporated this into my Yuu’s design. She would absorb the blot and sort of filter it, turning the emotions within into either paint or thinner. When showing her overblot form, she would have no Phantom and just cry paint.

I changed my character since, but it’s nice to look back at the old stuff.

[violetlunette]

Why do we bother to stay? Why are you running away? Don’t you feel like severing?

Inktober Challenge: Day 1; “Listen to me!”  |  Use a song to inspire your art for today!

Trigger warning(s): *hints at suicidal thoughts *blood

Spoiler Warning(s); Twst Chapter Seven

Silver had no idea where he was or how he got there. But he knew he had to leave, or he would never leave. However, he hadn’t even taken a single step before the trap was sprung. Silver gasped as the inky black threads wrapped around him, then winced as they cut into his pale flesh, drawing blood. He watched as the red leaked out of his skin and the black ink seeped in, turning his skin gray. ‘No, no!’ Silver attempted to pull away, but it was like he was trapped in a web and his struggles were just attracting the attention of a spider.

Behind him was a Phantom, but it was like none he had ever seen. It had a head of an ink bottle with cracks around the middle, allowing ink to dribble out. It wore a gown that was ever-changing from blue to pink that fluttered like a flag in the wind with a crown of gold and a necklace. Silver swallowed. “Who…What… Why are you here?” Petals drifted from the rose on its head as it stared at the teen. “I’m here to take you away from it all.” It reached out, but Silver jumped back. “NO!” He yanked the sword from his side and threw it into the Phantom’s chest. Ink leaked from the wound like pools of blood as the blade pierced it. However, the creature didn’t seem to be in any sort of pain. It tilted its head, golden crown glinting in the nonexistent light. “Why do we bother to stay?” The Phantom’s voice echoed about in a quiet whisper, gentle and sad. Long, golden curls danced around the Phantom like rays of sun that tempted the frightened Silver in, like a moth to a flame. “They’ll never be able to forget.” Silver swallowed, yanking his gaze away. “That’s not true--” he muttered, staring determinedly at the ground. “Father—he loves me.” The Phantom read his heart instantly. “Yes. He does. But do you deserve it?” The Phantom inquired. A hand entangled with threads lifted itself, ink dripping like drops of rain. “Listen to me; Can’t you imagine the conflict in his heart when he looks at you? You, who has the blood of the ones who destroyed his home and the lives of his people. The one who has the face of the one who killed those he held most dear.” Silver stumbled back as if the Phantom had removed the blade from her chest and stabbed him. “Every time your father looks at you, he must be reminded of his sorrow. And yet—he held you. Nursed you. Protected you. Loved you. Even though he must have suffered doing so.” Silver’s throat went dry. How many times has he thought these thoughts in his head? He thought of his father’s smile. How much of his pain was he hiding behind that smile when he looked at him? And Malleus-- “No! Just get away from me!” Silver turned and ran, the treads trailing behind him. His haggard breath echoed in his ears, only matched by his heartbeat as it pounded against his chest, like a prisoner banging on the bars of its prison. He had to get out of here. He had to get away before-- “Why are you running?” The voice was at his ear. He shuddered, nearly falling forward before the threads yanked him back. “Are you trying to avoid judgment?” Silver clenched his eyes shut. “N-no! I…” He shook himself as the hands pawed over him like he was a kitten, his body becoming as cold as ice. “Your blood killed them. Your blood destroyed Briar Valley and the lives of those in it. Because of your blood, Malleus grew up without a family. Will you not accept responsibility and disappear?” “I…I didn’t…” “You were born in the palace that was stolen from Malleus. You have your life at the cost of his mother. And Lilia’s beloved.” Silver stopped his struggles. He recalled the memory of Malenora, the love she had for her unborn son, a love Malleus never got to feel. Because of the Knight of the Dawn. His father, his blood. Tears fell down his face as he trembled, his veins turning black as the shadows that surrounded him. “I…” Strings wrapped around his weeping eyes, blinding him.

“It hurts, does it not?” As the gentle words rang around him, he felt the thread around his neck tighten. It didn’t hurt, but he knew this wasn’t a good thing. Yet he couldn’t stop it. “Don’t you want to stop hurting them? Break the chains they placed on themselves for you? Cut the bonds that hurt them?” The thread cut into his neck. “Don’t you feel like severing?” Blood fell.

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Phew! I had to do a quick job here! (Sorry it’s sloppy!) Anyway, I put my Halloween playlist on shuffle and got the song “Evelyn, Evelyn,” which kinda fits for how I imagine Silver and his Phantom getting along, but I focused on three lines in particular;

“Why do we bother to stay?” Why stay if he’s hurting the ones he loves?

“Why are you running away?” Why is Silver running from the Phantom who just wants to end his pain?

“Don’t you feel like severing?” Cutting his bonds to his family and life so he’ll stop hurting people.

I may expand on this in the future in a fic because I see potential for angst. (I also want to create a better image.)

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this quick ficlet and wish me luck because I’m going to try to do two inktobers this year! Why? Because I tend to bite off more than I can chew to "challenge myself."

("clean" image, btw.)

[twiwoncrackpopcorn]

G-Fantasy (May.2022) Twisted Wonderland Manga SPOILERS ~Episode of Heartslabyul~ Ch15

Summary of the Chapter:

stunned and pissed at the Heartslabyul students (... I'm still pissed at those spineless cowards even a month later...), Riddle "off-with-your-head" them all,

as everyone panics, Ace talks back to Riddle, who snaps and uproots the rose bushes in his ire,

but the attack is overwritten by Trey Unique Mahou, and the "betrayal" somehow makes Riddle sink deeper into his madness,

trying to use his magic again, Riddle magical stone becomes overloaded with Blot, and he is swallowed into darkness.

[twiwoncrackpopcorn]

G-Fantasy (Jun.2022) Twisted Wonderland Manga SPOILERS ~Episode of Heartslabyul~ Ch16

.......... it was really hard not to post the entire chapter as the visuals are pure epicness (  T_T)//

Summary of the Chapter:

consumed by his blot, Riddle undergo a transformation, and a Phantom reminiscent of the Queen of Hearts is summoned from the massive overblot

Headmaster Crowley explains to Yuuken and Heartslabyul students about the dangers of overblot for the host (= Riddle may be at risk to be consumed completely)

the fight starts.......................... all hail for the Headmaster who is actually doing something to protect his students, I”m honestly so touched by his boundless kindness!!!

[prince-kallisto]

Overblot Fire, Souls, and Curses Manifesting

A mini theory here, but I think I finally realized what the fire on an Overblotters eyes are.

It’s their soul

Starting off a little dramatic haha. Book 6 is an absolute goldmine for piecing together the mysteries of Overblot, and I just realized the significance of this line: A “curse manifesting” tends to shape itself with fire. Of course, not in all cases. But the Shroud family and Grim all have fire related to a curse- which is technically a curse on their souls.

And notice the location of the flames on Ortho’s chest: it’s exactly where his heart would be. At the end of Book 6, Human!Ortho’s soul merges with Robot!Ortho’s AI, but it’s also referred to as a “heart.”

An further evidence for the flames is a bit of a funny one, but each character has their own candy for Groovies. And Ortho’s candy is called Soul Candy…in the shape of a flame.

Well, what does this have to do with the Overblot fires on the EYES?

Overblot is the culmination of the magic users darkest emotions finally revealing their true form. And eyes are the window to the soul, aren’t they? The soul is typically represented by a heart due to its connection with emotions, but the soul is “viewed” through the eyes. Something that may back up this theory are the Blot Phantoms. They have no heads, because they aren’t beings with souls- they’re just a manifestation of dark emotions.

Edit: I want to add that the Dark Mirror can see the color and shape of each student’s soul, and lo and behold, each overblotter has a unique color and shape to their Fire mark

Short theory, but I hope I’m getting somewhere with this \(//∇//)\