Shazzbaa

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(she/xe) if i could decide when to hyperfixate i would be truly unstoppable. https://shazzbaa.carrd.co/

A three panel comic, fanart of Fallen London. The first panel is shows a small steam ship belonging to my Fallen London character, Samuel, approaching the shadows of two large wrecks. The shipwrecks are wrapped in spiderwebs with small spiders scuttling all over, and large spider-council amalgamations of many spiders fused together are spilling over the decks. The second panel shows two of the crew on Samuel's ship, one yelling "Spiders! They take your mind, I heard, if-" as Samuel steps out on deck and stares out at the wrecks. The final panel has an offscreen sailor ask "...Captain?" as Samuel continues to only stare in horror, one hand reaching towards the eyepatch over his missing eye. Behind him, in more vibrant colours, is the memory of spiders pouring into the water and stealing his eye, a symbolic streak of blood running past his face.
A pixel art illustration of my Fallen London character, Samuel, walking into the dark waters of the zee as it laps and splashes over his head, with the false-stars glittering on the roof above. Underwater, bubbles flow from his mouth and trail behind his body. He is smiling, just a little bit. Text above the waves reads "til death do us embrace."
Drawing of my Fallen London character, Samuel, getting hit square in the face with a snowball on his blind side and yelling "Again?!" Behind him, various small children run across the rooftops of Victorian London pelting each other with snowballs. One child is pointing a canon at another roof; an entire snowman has been volleyed into the air.
Drawing of what looks like my Fallen London character, Samuel Ashman, but is actually another version of him from inside the mirror -- he's missing most of his scars, and the one scar that is visible (a prominent, poorly stitched scar on his forehead) is on the opposite side. He's also wearing just a cassock under his coat, and his fingers are bloody and badly scraped with broken nails, with a dusting of dark soil over his coat. There's a couple of extra drawings of him, one giving a curious, silent tilt of the head, and the other holding up his hands and backing off nervously
a drawing of my Fallen London character, Samuel, a scarred man in a clerical collar, illustrated ominously in the dark with eyes and hands closed in prayer, licking blood off of his hands. The word "Amen" is written behind him.
A drawing of a victorian lady in a Hallowmas mask that resembles a moth's wings, looking straight ahead as Poor Edward, in his uncanny tragedy mask, leans close to her ear to whisper something to her. Edward is smiling and pleased to share; the lady looks horrified.
Several drawings of my Fallen London character, Samuel, one showing small scars pocked across his face labelled "shrapnel from ship getting shot down", another with a jagged purple scar down his back labelled "glim scar number one" and a third showing a jagged purple scar that nicks his jaw and takes off a little bit of his ear labelled "glim scar number 2, distracted chasing the Pale Tabernacle"
A drawing of a human representation of the Nightmare-Orphanage building, from Fallen London. A humanoid figure with a shadowed face, long black hair, and a ring of expressionless orderly masks around its head. It has two sets of arms; the first set wears an overcoat with pointed shoulders that look like roofs and a brick-like texture, with hands that are blackened and burnt. Under the dark coat is a bright white outfit that is part doctor's coat, part nurse's dress. The second set of hands is gloved, blood-stained, and holding a syringe, and tubes full of sickly-yellow moon-milk snake out from under the dress.
A drawing of my Fallen London character, Samuel. A giant green beetle the size of a poodle is clambering enthusiastically in his arms with lots of little hearts around his head. Sam is hefting the unwieldy beetle up and gives him a small smile.
a drawing of Poor Edward from Fallen London, holding his red tragedy mask to the side of his face so that half his face is visible, grinning maliciously despite his rosy cheeks and dimples, and the other half is hidden in shadow behind the mask.
A comic depicting my Fallen London character, Samuel, playing chess with the boatman of death, declaring "ha!" as he makes a winning move, then waking up in his bed and immediately getting dressed and leaving his lodgings. His hound of heaven (a large white snake) and several weasels watch him go.
Two drawings of my Fallen London character, Samuel, wearing a crown made of twisted-together roots. In the first drawing he's trying to pull it off, muttering "ow ow ow," as the roots have obviously attached themselves to his scalp. In the second drawing he's looking a little embarrassed, still wearing the crown, and telling the shopkeeper, "Ah, maybe I'll buy this one." The shopkeep replies "Can't part with it, eh?" and Samuel does not respond.
a drawing of Poor Edward from Fallen London with an unsettling smile behind his red tragedy mask, holding up some sort of jewellery made of glim, and wearing a long frock coat in a dark reddish-purple
A drawing of my Fallen London character, Samuel, looking impatiently at his pocketwatch with a hand on his hip holding a keyring full of keys. In the background, the buildings are sideways, there's snow and sunshine in the sky, and a beast made entirely of sigils is running down the road, none of which are normal for London.
Several drawings based on scenes from the Laws of the Game exceptional story from Fallen London, as played by my character, Samuel: A drawing of the Ancient Striker celebrating with the Ardent Regulator, who has tears in their eyes as they exclaim "Now that is the beauty of this game!" -- another drawing of Samuel in the bee costume growling "I need to punch someone" while the Regulator, much more chipper, is flipping through pages of rules and exclaiming "Well, great news," -- another drawing of Samuel in a football outfit of lavender stripes and white shorts that do not reach his knee, catching and bouncing an old-style football (the UK kind, a round leather ball) with his leg -- and another drawing of the Bishop of Southwark as he appears in Fallen London, beatifically reassuring the Ardent Regulator who is steaming mad
A drawing of the hybrid child, now grown up - it is a creature that looks like a bug-like crustacean with many crab-like legs and brightly glowing blue-purple armour on its shell, but with a more humanoid torso and face, except it has mandibles in place of a human mouth. It looks very startled and has apparently fallen onto its back with all its legs in the air, directly on top of Samuel, who is lying crushed on the ground under its carapace. The shadows of his shocked crew can be seen in the background. A little label pointing to the hybrid reads "like father like child," and a label pointing to Samuel reads "dead instantly."
drawing of Mr. Hearts, from Fallen London, and my Fallen London character Samuel. Samuel holds a book and glances back over his shoulder, where Mr. Hearts looms over and leans close, its bat-like face whispering in his ear while it presses Samuel's hand to the cover with a large, clawed hand. Sam's blushing a little bit.
Hand-drawn animation of Poor Edward from Fallen London, set to a clip from the song "This is Love" by Air Traffic Controller. The first half shows an interpretation of Edward's childhood, growing up as a test subject in the Orphanage; the second half shows various scenes of his deranged attempts to woo the player character, and ends with him threatening them through the mirror. Lyrics: "The beginning is the end... oh, I was hit as a kid, I was good but then I quit. Everyone that tried to fix me knows that I can't change a bit. I've got no shame, got no pride, only skeletons to hide, and if you try to talk to someone, well then someone has to die."
A Minecraft screenshot, showing vines growing over a wall of redstone ore blocks, making them look like the vines have red flowers
A drawing of my Fallen London character, Samuel Ashman, dressed in 1900s hunting clothes carrying the notched bone harpoon that monster-hunters use, except a few of his features are more rat-like than usual: he has whiskers, rat-like ears, and a long rat-tail, with a hint of snake scales at the base. He's prowling past a couple of mirrors which are embedded in plants and roots.
A drawing of my Fallen London character, Samuel, at the rat market, which is essentially a bunch of cloth and miniature tents and awnings set up all across the roofs of several buildings, with little rats and one large bird in various makeshift stalls hawking their wares. Samuel crouches next to a rat merchant and holds out a handful of coins.
My Fallen London character, Samuel, knocked to the ground and getting swarmed by terror birds: extremely large flightless birds with sharp beaks, and in some cases implausible teeth. His clothes are torn up as they're all chomping him affectionately, while he tries to push their very large fluffy-feathered bodies away, calling for "a little help?!" Behind him stands Victor's Fallen London character, Tomas, who comments with nervous confusion, "They... really like you?" while the Raven on their shoulder is thinking, "Stinky..."
A comic that begins with the Luckless Captain from Fallen London, studying maps in his cabin. In the second panel, he's dozed off at his desk as the candle burns low, and the image transitions to a dream in the next panel: the Luckless Captain looks around, stunned, to find himself standing in the bright white hallway of the Nightmare-Orphanage, with hallways and doors and stairs sitting at impossible angles, upside-down and sideways. In the next panel, the Captain looks around, frightened, asking "What manner of nightmare..." while behind him, a dark shadow is cast across the askew hallway, with Poor Edward's tragic red mask emerging from the shadow. "Ah," Poor Edward says, "you must be the Luckless Captain." The Captain turns to face him, teeth grit and wide-eyed. Poor Edward bows, smiling cruelly behind his mask, and adds "I'm told I'm meant to look after you."
A series of images, laid out like a comic page. The first is a drawing of my Fallen London character, Samuel, as he looked about a year ago, on the deck of his ship with slightly-sigilant's character, Lukas. The water is boiling and the ship is ringed by fire. Samuel stands nervously beside the canon, but Lukas has reached out a hand to stop him, the other hand outstretched to the zee beyond, with a desperate expression, and is singing correspondence sigils as smoke curls off his hair and mouth. The whole image has the texture and dulled colours of an older photo. The second image is fully coloured, a ship racing through a flaming zee towards the lorn-fluke, a giant sea-urchin like creature with a single glowing eye that floods the whole scene with searing pink light, whose spines seem to fill the whole sky. The final image follows this one -- Samuel, as he is now stands on deck, lit by the same searing light, hand outstretched and giving his all to singing the same correspondence that Lukas sang a year ago, hair singing and his eye tearing up.
A short comic of the Rowdy Corsair from Fallen London, in the first panel yelling from her ship with a grin "Hey Reverend, where's your colours? Almost shot you!" The second panel shows Samuel yelling back from his own ship "Sorry not right now the ship's full of bombs" with a stack of ticking boxes looming behind him. The third panel shows the Rowdy Corsair, now staring with wide eyes, saying, "ha ha what"
Several drawings of a design for the Rowdy Corsair from Fallen London, drawn as a lady with light-brown skin, several scars on her face, and short, wild black hair, in a loosely worn navy-like coat and tricorn hat. In one drawing she's grinning and saying "get out of my hair" with a little heart. In another she's embedded in amber, looking back and laughing "You'd eat eyeballs for breakfast, wouldn't you?" In another drawing she's wearing the featureless white mask from the presbyterate, pointing her sword and declaring "Surrender the heretic!" There's a couple more rough sketches of her in profile and her with a horrified expression.
Fanart of The Beginner's Guide. A painted night sky is filled with the words "I can't keep making these." Very small in comparison, a figure crouches next to a lamppost, being consoled by another figure with a bright pink cube for a head and the words "That's it! That's the truth!" beside them.
Drawing of the Militant Monitor, a guy in a dark coat and plague mask, talking with someone who looks like my Fallen London character, Samuel, except he's wearing a lot of extra coats and there are spider legs peeking out from under his head, implying it's a mask. The real Samuel is unconscious and being dragged by his impersonator. The fake Samuel begs "Please...?" while the Monitor rubs the bridge of his mask's nose, annoyed.
Pixel art of Poor Edward from Fallen London, a close-up of his masked face. He's glaring furiously through the mask, gritting his teeth, but there's hearts in his eyes. His lips are scarred and the skin around his eyes looks wet, like he's been crying.
Drawings of Poor Edward as a pony from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. He's a purple unicorn with a yellow mane, wearing his normal tragedy mask (but shaped for a pony's head), coat, and cravat. His cutie mark is a heart with a knife stabbed into it. There's one image of him just prancing and another of him using unicorn magic to levitate a cup of tea with an incongruously pleasant smile.
The first two panels of a comic. The first panel, captioned "A flawless plan," shows my Fallen London character, Samuel, gesturing at a presentation board with a drawing of a large mountain, giant mirrors on each side of the mountain, and a train going through the mirrors labelled "detour through parabola." Second panel, captioned "Everyone loves it!", shows Furnace Anaconda with her arms folded and glaring dubiously out of her helmet, His Amused Lordship waving a hand uncertainly with a noncommittal wince, the Efficient Commissioner with her head in her hands staring with an exasperated, overwhelmed expression, and Virginia the devilless glaring with undisguised disgust.
A drawing of the Tentacled Entrepreneur and the Bishop of Southwark from Fallen London, both seated on a bench for the railway board. The Bishop is pumping his fist and and smiling as he shouts "Yes! Funds for the church!" The Tentacled Entrepreneur is burbling and pointing urgently at his small picture book with several tentacles, where the picture shows a purse with moths flying out of it
A drawing of my Fallen London character, Samuel, with the Youthful Naturalist, looking over a map together. The Youthful Naturalist is smiling eagerly as he says "Once we learn the geography, the same data should also enable us to map our own anatomy-" while Samuel stares tiredly at the map and interrupts with "I wish you would explain a single idea you have."
A drawing of my Fallen London character, Samuel, standing back to back with his reflection, a version of him with scars on the opposite side and an unnerving smile, as both wind up to take a punch. Samuel is dressed in his usual sailor's coat and clerical collar, while his reflection wears a nice suit and tie. Sam is lit by a bright star shining over his head, a wave crashing behind him, while his reflection is instead lit by the light of a diamond clutched by Mr. Fires, standing behind him.
A sketched comic of the Dilmun Club from Fallen London. In the first panel, the Implacable Detective is reading through a stack of paper, saying "An orderly report... to be frank, I expected a bloody crime scene." Feducci replies "Always smart to wipe a blade after it's used," and the Bishop of St. Fiacre's, pouting with arms crossed, grumbles "...if you're trying to get rid of evidence..." In the second panel His Amused Lordship has jovially thrown his arms over the shoulders of Feducci and the Bishop, smooshing them all together and laughing "Well! You'd both know about that!" The Bishop and Feducci both look startled and displeased by this development.
A drawing of the Abbot-Commander of Godfall and the Bishop of Southwark from Fallen London, in the warm candle-light of the abbey. The Abbot-Commander's six arms are gesturing as he's pouring the bishop a drink, holding his own drink, embracing the Bishop, and fondly running a hand along the other man's jaw. The Bishop is giving the Abbot-Commander an enthusiastic clap on the back. Both of them are smiling widely and look a little flushed and drunk.
A drawing in silhouette and in profile of my Fallen London character, Samuel, mimicking the style of the "cameo" illustrations in the game that you can choose to represent your character.
two drawings of my Fallen London character, Samuel, and the nun Sinning Jenny. In the first drawing Jenny is kissing Sam, who looks slack-jawed and ill, a small label indicating that he's been poisoned, though he's still blushing with little confused hearts floating around his head. In the second drawing Jenny is holding paperwork for the Railway Board and saying "Ah. Because I was mayor." while Samuel stands beside her looking conspicuously flustered and exclaiming "Because you were mayor and no other reason!"
Cosplay photo of me dressed as Poor Edward, leaning on the table which has a plate full of moss-balls and a letter with Edward's seal. He's holding up a single heart-shaped moss and smiling.
Cosplay photo featuring Poor Edward looking pleased with Mr. Fires looming behind him, its eyes glowing and its talons resting on his shoulder.
a drawing of several tigers hassling my Fallen London OC, Samuel, who isn't backing off but does look intimidated. One tiger has reared up to pin him against the wall with its paw, another is circling with an unwelcome smile, and a third is trying to eat his protest sign, which reads "the games are a trap"!
A drawing of Poor Edward, clutching at his throat and coughing up a huge cluster of small, white flowers through his mask.
a drawing of my Fallen London character, Samuel, in a hat and a large grey ulster coat with a short cape, leaning on a shovel near a pile of slightly off-colour snow, with the blurred lights of the dark city in the background. It's snowing and you can see his breath.
a drawing of my Fallen London character, Samuel, leaning out from a mirror -- there's a vague impression of greenery through the mirror, and the glass is rippling around Samuel's body. He's holding a staff that looks like multiple snakes twined together, with one in colour, and his skin has a hint of scales. Words behind him read "Be ye therefore wise as serpents and harmless as doves."
A collection of images labelled "Shazzbaa's 2024 Summary of Art", with a little thumbnail of a drawing for each month of the past year
A drawing of Poor Edward, lit with radioactive neon green light, holding up a vial of fluorescent yellow liquid and gesturing to it with a cruel smile. The background is the bright white halls and numbered doors of the Orphanage, and altered lyrics from the song Zydrate Anatomy are written around him: "Moon-milk comes in a little glass vial."
drawing of my Fallen London OC, Samuel, sitting across the table from Poor Edward, a blond man in a creepy tragedy mask. There's hearts in Poor Edward's eyes as he leans forward and says "I am in love with you, Reverend." Samuel looks very unsettled, and he has not touched his drink.
a drawing, framed by closing doors, of The Seventh Coil from Fallen London: a giant amalgamation of tiger and snake, snake fangs and tiger teeth, nose and whiskers on a snakes head, tiger paws before a long snake's body, alternating between fur and scales, striped with red and gold and black. The injured, bleeding Tiger Keeper is collapsed in its enormous coils, and the Seventh Coil is crying out as it reaches for him. There are sigils of the correspondence on the closing doors.
screenshot of minecraft with fancy shaders, a custom-built forest path
drawing in a blocky minecraft style of a little house with a pen full of sheep. There's a sign with a goat horn that just says "no" out front. One player with a shepherd's crook and sculk growing on part of his body is confronting a visitor, a friendly player with sheep and goat traits, waving nervously while holding a goat horn.
Drawing of several Fallen London characters arranged around a table with my Fallen London OC, Samuel. Virginia the devilless leans delicately on one hand, looking smug, while the Bishop of Southwark points at maps and yells angrily, getting spit everywhere. Feducci and Samuel are both jumping from their seats and drawing swords to duel, with Feducci starting to climb onto the table. In the background, the Efficient Commissioner and His Amused Lordship sit at the head of the table drinking tea. His Amused Lordship is saying "LMAO" and laughing, the Efficient Commissioner just has a bit of a thousand yard stare.
pixel art of my Fallen London character, Samuel, a gaunt man in a clerical collar, looking wide-eyed and frazzled at several bottles labelled "Laudanum". Behind him are framed mirrors, but the images in the glass are different sources of nightmares from the game: hands scratching at a coffin lid, the sky filled with giant snakes, Poor Edward's mask, a multi-headed albatross, and the partially-stone Comtessa with frightened green eyes.