Here's Something Else. Sorry If This Is A Little Confusing, But The Creature That I Drew Before Isn't

Here's something else. Sorry if this is a little confusing, but the creature that I drew before isn't related to this planet at all.

I don't have a name for this because that is the one thing I suck at when it comes to worldbuilding.

But, this is the setting for a new story I'm writing!

I'll probably share more on it with another post I'm making, so look forward to it if you're interested.

But I wanted to detail some things about this planet, so let's begin 😁

Basic concepts

So, I wanted to do something that wasn't the typical fantasy Huge Ass Grass Field™ so I sat and came up with a really annoying concept that hurt my brain when I first made it.

That was essentially this:

Hell as the Ice world

The Ice World as a hot area

The Jungle as a desert

And lastly the desert as a jungle

From there, I came up with this concept that the planet is split into two halves. Two surface halves and two core halves. Inhabitants of each area have their own unique characteristics and usually don't intermingle. Kind of like states, counties, regions, or provinces. I decided to call them regions for reference.

Students (which aren't kids) of these regions eventually have to expand their horizons and either take up an occupation in their origin region or leave and expand their studies outside their region.

In this case, my MCs are the latter and are leaving their home region to explore the surface.

Characteristics

Since these regions are unnamed, I'll refer to them by their basic comparisons.

The surface

This half is a temperate iceland.

Characterized by it's massive icebergs/icicles. Inhabitants live on the very top of the icicles in order to stay close to the sun.

However, the surface isn't a frozen wasteland like it appears. The surface is actually warmer than the sky, but there's no way to grow anything on the surface as the ground is perpetually frozen. So, the Ice inhabitants remain in the sky instead.

The Core

A Frozen Hellscape

This half is colder than the surface due to the pockets of magma being closer to the surface. These pockets of magma are the core's only source of light. (I just though of this. Since the magma would be between the icicles, the ice would refract the light and in my head that sounds so pretty!)

Having an abundance of almost everything makes this region the most prosperous.

They have everything from food, jewels, gems, precious metals, and other natural resources.

Second Surface

This world's desert.

The tree is so big that it completely covers the entire surface on it's side. Making the ground below it devoid of sunlight.

I compared it to something like a farmer's crop field with no crops and just plowed soil.

However, the tree acts as the inhabitant's only source of food. This tree can grow any and all kinds of fruit, it also protects from natural disasters and is home to the world's largest collections of animals and bugs.

Second Core

This one's my favorite.

A tangle jungle.

Consisting of the roots from the surface tree, the inhabitants live within the roots system. The roots are so huge that buildings can be built on them.

The roots are searching for water that seeps into the ground from the Hell Core above it, but the roots can't go any further as they'll freeze.

Every location does have a kind of relationship and the cores well get along as the surfaces do. There is a bit of discrimination from everyone as most core dwellers think surface dwellers are soft and weak while surface dwellers believe those in the core are brutish and vile.

It's nothing major, just your typical region skirmish.

This is a recent WIP of mine, so I don't have much more to add but that, but I do have a bunch of facts in my head, so, if you wanna ask about something, I'd be more than happy to answer anything!

Other than that, thanks for reading~ 🍂

Random dead wip

A swing and a tap Swing and tap I got sucked in a TV and I went splat When my head came up I saw his face The face that I assumed was doom It was the devil Or at least what I they taught was But he told me something He told me "I know you can help me" And that's my eyes were blinded Indeed, it was too bright. If this was uptopia it didn't feel like it Was I siding with the devil? Or was I exposing the truth? Well, I won't know unless I take his hand. After all, I don't have a soul to lose.

So, this is a random poem(?) that popped in my head about a super old wip of mine. The story is about a young girl in the 40s or 50s who gets sucked into a TV by a cartoon villain (who I just call the Devil) and he insists on getting her help to fix his world. His world is crumbling because the good guys are actually destroying the foundation of their world by ridding the world of every evil imaginable.

Half the story was suppose to take place in the cartoon world and the other half was going to be in the real world with the Devil helping the MC in her world since the exact opposite is happening. They end up agreeing to do evil to stop evil in the real world.

too bad I can't bring myself to write this cool idea

I literally never win anything I enter so this is this super awesome! Can't wait to see what you come up and looking forward to other stuff you do in the future!

Raffle winner!

Some technicalities: I listed each person who reblogeed in the order they did so, and then removed whoever reblogged but did not throw me a follow which narrowed down a list of 18 participants, wohoo! I decided to go with two winners instead of one too :> @the-missann and @transmandonnie congrats! If you haven't noted whom you want drawn in the tags, I'll reach out. If you have but have changed your mind, let me know asap. Thanks everyone who joined, spread the word and just interacting in general!

Can we squash "love what you write or nobody will love it"

because it sounds way too much like the neuronormative "love yourself or nobody will."

Do you care enough about your story to write it down? Somebody will love it.

You don't have to love your first draft for somebody else to love it.

You don't have to love your final draft for somebody to love it.

Writing is a skill that can be improved with practice. So is loving yourself. You don’t need to be even close to good in that skill for somebody to love your story, or you.

Did you care enough to try? Then somebody will love your writing.

Here's the second book's self-made cover!

The Crimson Soul is the start of the group discovering more of the world around them. Finding out things they otherwise would have to de research on.

The exploration in this book is specifically about one rift they encounter after scouring their town for any anomalies.

Here's an excerpt:

As the world around her changed into the Rift world, Cassie found herself still innocently interested in the entire place. In her mind this place looked-

“Like it was raining blood for days!" Her eyes went everywhere they could. "This is the kind of stuff you see in horror films or those dystopias!” She said to no one.

Cassie looked at her phone seeing that only two minutes had passed. She sighed and tried to occupy herself for the remainder of the time. As she was going to, she felt a slight vibration. “Hmm?”

The vibration turned into full on shaking and when she looked up, her eyes were covered by a shadow. She held her hand above her eyes in order to see better and there she saw the figure of a giant staring down at her.

“Well, don’t you look mad?”

This large being made no effort to respond to her comment. As it towered over her, Cassie remained looking up at it.

“Creature. What brings you here? Are you the one who has been here before?”

Cassie nodded. “I’m here for a little… I don't know what it's called." Cassie paused for a while and thought about the right word.

The beast spoke at that time. “So that means you’re the one who came and kept my people from killing that human?”

Cassie didn't speak for a bit and the beast began to get impatient.

“Damn, I can't think of the word, but yeah I did do that." She looked up. “With that commanding tone you have, my guess is you’re Sarkon… right?” Cassie assumed.

“Sekon, you insolent creature!” Cassie smiled a bit. “With your insolence, do you believe you’re going to get out of here alive now?”

“Not really… well, at least I know you think you’re going to kill me, but hear me out.”

“Why should I? What’s stopping me from just crushing you into our fertile crust?”

“Because you’re looking for challengers, right?”

Sekon paused, but eventually spoke. “…that’s correct.”

“Then I’ll fight you!”

“Willingly? You aren’t looking for some kind of bargain to hold over my head?”

“Of course not, I’m honorable.”

Sekon laughed at her. “Besides me taking a liking to your blunt nature. I am bored and am in need of some entertainment.”

“I’m sure you are, but do we have a deal?”

“Yes, we do.”

“Okay, but hopefully you actually wait for a fair fight 'cause right now I’m a bit distracted. It won’t be much fun to crush me if I’m not going all out.”

“You are correct. Whatever it is you’re doing should be finished before tomorrow. You have my word that I won’t attack you before then.”

Cassie pursed her lips. “I know I probably shouldn’t trust you, but eh, whatever. I’ll be back here tomorrow and I’ll even have someone else who might be interested in fighting you as well!” Cassie's voice was chipper as she spoke.

Sekon chuckled. “Use whatever you need. I know you will not beat me.” Cassie smiled up at him "But do understand what you are losing when I win."

Her brows furrowed in confusion. “Okay, not sure what that is, but I’ll be thinking about it I guess.” Cassie was about to go past him, when she realized. “Oh, you mean my life!” Sekon seemed at a loss for words. “Yeah, for sure, I’m worried about my life and losing it or whatever.”

Sekon watched her for a bit, as Cassie seemed to be mumbling to herself as she walked off. Sekon watched her for a while longer as she carried on. He couldn’t help the amused feeling he got from her…

Cassie groaned to herself as she walked the streets. “Why the hell am I so stupid? How’d I not know he was talking about ending my life?” She sighed and tried to move on...

Fun Fact: this whole book takes place in this dimension and I liked making Sekon a lot because of the relationship he has with Cassie. Also, Cassie says his name wrong because of two reasons. 1. because she thinks his name should have been Sarkon, and 2. because I kept forgetting which name I actually picked, so instead of taking it out, I simply added it in the story!

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Now, it's time to introduce the characters!

First up, is my main main character

Larson "has a last name but doesn't want to share it"

Larson is a young man who regularly hates people. At first he thought these were just his normal feelings, but he finds out it's actually because he's not even a human, so of course he hates humans!

Well, Larson hates everyone but humans have a special place at the top. His high school career has him spending most his time trying to find any information about his real species.

When his work is left stagnant, that's when he meets someone he didn't expect to.

Here's a scene to showcase his wonderful personality

At the moment, they were at lunch ready to discuss their ideas. Cassie was sitting at the lunch table with her plate full of foods that weren’t good for anyone, including herself. She wiped her hands clean of the bright orange grease from the pizza she finished and now, she was currently eating a sandwich from her lunch bag.

She munched on this food while Larson told her their best odds.

“I don’t know if you can hear me over all that noise you’re making, but if this is screwed up, I won’t think to leave you in a heartbeat.”

Cassie swallowed what she was eating and spoke. “You must really think I’m not in this the same way you are. Look, just because I’m not frowning and getting my big girl pants on doesn’t mean I’m not serious.”

“Could have fooled the hell out of me.” Cassie ignored that and moved her tray over to him. “Why?” Was all he said.

“I’m offering you some. You don’t eat at all, at least whenever I see you, you’re not.”

“Because we don’t get hungry often.”

“I know, but we still have to eat so why not just eat anyways?”

“I eat when I have to. Nothing more.” Larson stated.

Cassie snickered. “You must eat like a salad and some water huh?” Larson grabbed her wrist right before she was about to eat something causing Cassie to drop it. Her other hand grabbed it before she complained to him. “I must be right if you thought to do that.”

He let her hand go and rested his head in his hand. “You’re so fucking annoying.”

“Thank you!” Cassie returned to eating, but stopped suddenly and looked behind Larson.

He turned his head—curious by what she was looking at—and he saw a girl smiling at them both.

Larson groaned. “What do you want?” He turned back to face Cassie.

Cassie looked at the girl and offered her an apologetic smile.

“Uh, well, I wanted to invite you two to a party I’m throwing…” she trailed, “it’s kind of far from here so if you don’t have a ride-”

“We’re good,” Larson said cutting her off.

“B-but, you can bring each other if you want!” The girl pleaded.

Larson opened his eyes and looked at Cassie. Cassie just kept eating without saying a word. He then sighed and got up facing the girl.

“I know what kind of angle you’re trying to pull here, but I’m not interested in spilling my seed in some worthless being. Not even her,” he said pointing behind him at Cassie.

“Ew.” Cassie mumbled.

The girl's eyes widened. “I-I wasn’t asking you to-”

“Really?” The girl pressed her lips together to Larson's comment. “I mean besides the fact that you always stare at me, you’ve slept with pretty much half the school. So I must be next on the list, huh?”

The girl’s mouth opened and she just took off to the door of the cafeteria. Larson scoffed and sat back down.

Cassie stared at him for a while and eventually Larson let out a groan. “I’ll gouge your eyes out if you keep staring at me like that.”

Cassie clicked her tongue. “See? Like that.”

“What are you talking about now?” He was exhausted.

“You could have declined her in a more… human way.”

Larson watched as Cassie reached for more food. He sighed and spoke while putting his elbow up to rest on the table. “If I did that, then I’d be leading her on and I don’t have the slightest intention of doing that.”

“You wouldn’t be leading her on if you just said you’re not interested.”

“Yes I would. Humans always think there’s a chance for them to get one in just as long as you’re not taken.”

Cassie just shook her head, “speaking of which; not that I want that, but why aren’t I ‘worthy’ of your seed?” She then laughed at herself after saying that, Larson just stared at her. “Okay, I’m sorry, but I still want an answer.”

Larson sighed. “It’s pointless either way. So I told myself I’d never reproduce.” He simply stated.

“Why?”

“I just said why!” He grew agitated.

“Okay, maybe it’s pointless, but wouldn’t you want to see what a little you would look like?” She spoke happily at the idea.

“Yeah, my parents have baby pictures.”

“Boo, you’re no fun.”

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Not so fun fact: That friend of mine told me Cassie was annoying and I should change it, someone else did as well and it made me sad (though I never told them that) but then I thought about other characters like this and realized they only thought she was annoying because she was a girl. Prime evidence: Spongebob from season 1-4 was "annoying" but we liked him for that. Also, they didn't find Larson in need for a change despite my intent to make him unbearably mean sooooo idk I think their bias was showing.

Fun fact: Larson gets some scars on his face at the end of the 1st book, so if I ever draw more, he's suppose to have scars, but I forgor sometimes.