Maggie G. Vicknair
@maggiedreadful.bsky.social
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Artist and Writer. Terrible vampire movie enthusiast. Makes the horror webcomic Horror Hospital School. She/Her https://linktr.ee/MaggieGVicknair
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Extra credit: I probably should have put some of the 70s exploitation films and giallo. Just add anything by Mario Bava on there and some lesbian vampires
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10 fave horror media to explain my taste:

💬 Uzamaki
💬 Through the Woods
📕’Salem’s Lot
🎬 Night of the Hunter
🎬 Ravenous
🎬 Re-animator
🎬 Scream
🎬 Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust
🎧 The Magnus Archives
📺 Midnight Mass
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10 fave horror media for an idea of my taste:

📕 the haunting of hill house
📕 how to sell a haunted house
📕 her body and other parties
📕 tell me i'm worthless
📕 through the woods
🎮 anatomy
🎧 mabel
🎬 the thing
🎬 crimson peak
🎬 hausu
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Alright let's do the holiday thing. 10 fave horror media that give a good view of me/my taste

Scream
Resident Evil 2 Remake
Umineko
Cabin in the Woods
Let the Right One In (2008)
Alien vs Predator: Prey (1994 novel)
Jurassic Park (Book)
Local 58
Lost Boys
Grant Morrison's Animal Man
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I'm not doing any X-tober art challenges this year because I'm tired, but I'm still proud of my output from last October!
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Reposting my zineoween art in an easier to view format. Got up to 19 this year which is probably the best I've done in one of these challenges.
A bouquet of flowers, condolence cards, a framed photo turned face down. The caption reads “Haunt”. A man stands on the road in front of the body of a woman, illuminated by the headlights of a car. The caption reads “Deer in the Headlights” A woman wiped her mouth. She’s covered in blood. The caption reads “Bite Down” A bare foot about to step down on a bunch of icky centipedes. The caption reads “Underfoot”
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Follow up from Aria’s point of view.
Aria, a woman in a black severe outfit is looking at her own reflection in a Victorian vanity. There’s technically a vampire between her and the mirror but she can’t be seen. In black and white and grayscale.
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Every film should have at least one memorable outfit and one memorable musical sequence - if it doesn’t have that, what is even the point of it being a movie.
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Today is the first day of ShortBox Comics Fair! Check out this thread to preview my SBCF comic, Fallen into the Garden, a sci-fi romance about speculative biology and comparative linguistics ⬇️

Available Oct 1-31 through @shortboxcomicsfair.bsky.social : www.shortboxcomicsfair.com/shop-sq4wj/p...
a page of a comic starring an alien wolf-like woman
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Marcilla and Aria. She needs extra help doing her hair and makeup without a reflection.
A woman in Victorian undergarments is sitting by a vanity, a woman in dark clothing is standing behind her messing with the first woman’s hair. “Why do you even have a vanity if you don’t have a reflection,” asks the woman in black. “Who ever heard of a woman without vanity?” Responds the vampire.
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American publishers want manga success but don’t want to take manga risks.

For all its problems, Tokyopop publishing English language artists writing goth kid stories (I remember you Bizenghast) in a manga-like format was brilliant, pls bring this back.
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Anyone have a particularly hot comic take?
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Extremely important question: If I got a tattoo of a flumph, would people think it was the flying spaghetti monster?
A photo of a page from the first Dungeons & Dragons Monster Manual showing the stat block for Flumph. The black and white drawing of the Flumph depicts it as a jellyfish looking thing with eye stalks that jut out from either side of it's mouth. There is too much text around to type up, you don't need to know it's hit dice armor class do you?
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Finally getting back to drawing Horror Hospital School, my very scary, serious comic
A sketch of a panel excerpted from the comic Horror Hospital School. It shows, in chibi form, a man crying and freaking out yelling “Bee help! She’s a demon who’s trying to KILL ME!” Next to him is a sexy woman with cat ears, a tail, and an eye patch menacing him saying “Mraow!”
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BREAKING NEWS: it’s my cat Marlowe’s 12th birthday. Let’s celebrate this queen
Marlowe: a three legged tuxedo cat laying down, staring at camera. Perfect. Marlowe: a three legged tuxedo cat laying down, staring at camera. Beautiful. Marlowe: a three legged tuxedo cat laying down, staring at camera. Magnificent.
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My friend and I are (hopefully) in the nadir of our 100line playthrough
A stock photo of a cardboard box over some pink flames. The top says BOX HELL in a horror font, and the bottom is an excerpt from the game The Hundred Line that reads “The boxes have bewitched you. If you get them, all it will bring is…calamity”
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We asked and Chicoblue from the discord delivered. We present this for you to witness:
Beavis and Butthead are in the scene where the girl says "bollocks" in V for Vendetta. Butthead says balls instead.
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Overworking on conventions
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More #fattrewind
I still really like this Lye Lychen picture!
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I'm going to try and update bsky with more of my art from ~the past~ starting with fanart from my favorite thing: Friends at the Table

"I didn't give me the wolf."
Lye Lychen and his possessions.
Lye Lychen, with a hungry flower god, goldfish, dynamite, heart, dagger, compass, ink, driftwood, idol, wicker finger, books, candle, and a ravening beast
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All the way from 2016, the Death of Jerboa. #fattrewind
Black and White comic with screentones.
An intimidating and sharp mech, built for speed, looms ominously over a robot with a missing arm. The pilot's face is full of angry determination. In the past, the pilot Jerboa is telling him about the mech he's to pilot. They're on a pier, children run by them. "It's heavy is what it is," the brother says, "but don't worry little man you can carry that weight. And hey, you got a good one. Detachment is like a falcon." 
Jerboa looks at him. 
"Oh, um, a falcon is a bird - a big bird," he clarifies.
In the present, Jerboa pulls out a gun and aims it at the disarmed robot. 
"Sharp talons. Incredible speed." The brother spreads his hands out "A fierce hunger."
The robot isn't as helpless as it looks. He grabs Jerboa and hurls him out of mech, out of Detachment, and into the vastness of space.
"If Detachment is a falcon, then what's Righteousness," asking about his brother's own machine.  
"Oh Quentin..." he says, touching his face.
Jerboa floats into the void to his death. 
"It's a vulture. It's a fucking vulture."
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"Late Evening" - my oil painting
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Rialto Theatre (Manhattan, NYC) – Opening of Val Lewton & Jacques Tourneur’s Cat People (1942). 🐱
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Unbreakable is SO MUCH weirder than I remember. It feels like everyone involved read an article about superhero comics once in National Geographic.
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Rereading my high school copy of V for Vendetta and discovering the note I made to keep track of characters back then.

A problem I have with realistic art styles is that it taps into my real world problem of struggling to tell real people apart.
A yellowing page from V for Vendetta with a crumpled post it note saying “Darek = main police man (young) -> married to Rosemary=dark medium hair
Helen- white hair -> married Conrad=blond”
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Con Man Sun, Servant Moon, Cast of Thousands Rising
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Writing a GM section is hard.

So instead I wrote down every role I could imagine that a GM might play and instructed the reader to kind of figure it out themselves as they go
WHAT DOES BEING A GAMESMASTER INVOLVE?
As Gamesmaster, you’ll have a lot of different roles to play. Here are some of them in no particular order; you’ll adopt all, some, more, or none of these during every single session. 

You don’t have to be all of these things all at once, nor do you have to do all of them yourself - when you’re starting out, as long as players are getting the chance to roll dice and mess around they’ll probably still have fun. As you play more, you’ll find which ones you enjoy and which ones you don’t, and you’ll find your style. 
FUN ADMINISTRATOR
If it wasn’t for you, this game would never happen. You arranged a time and date. You reserved the back room in the pub to play. You helped everyone make their characters. You’re the first person they talk to if they can’t make it to a game, and you’re the final judge as to whether a session goes ahead as planned or must be rescheduled. You’re taking responsibility for all the background details that let the foreground details - the game - work.

PETTY GOD
This is your world. We just described it in loose terms - it’s coming out of your mouth, and you’re making all the decisions. You can adjust numerical values up and down as you wish. You can wipe cities, countries, concepts off the map entirely if you don’t like them. You alone determine whether things are possible or impossible, and you can dictate how dangerous a given task is with ease. Nothing happens unless you want it to. The player characters are scrubbing about in this world of yours, and you graciously let them do so, because they’re having fun. And so are you; you call the shots, you set the boundaries, you show them the fantastic world you’ve dreamed into being. 

ORACLE
You are the sole focus of interaction that the players have with the game. In one direction, you are the source of all information about the fiction at the table: so if they want to know what colour a non-player character’s eyes are, they have to ask you and you’re beholden to tell them, or tell them how their characters could find out. In the other direction, you are the fuzzy authority that stands between every player and us, the designers of the game, and therefore the interpreter of the rules. All fictional and mechanical action goes through you.

A CAST OF THOUSANDS
You are everyone else in the world that isn’t a player character. You invent and then adopt their mannerisms, you spin together obvious motivations and secret desires, and you flip between your charges with ease. Sure: many of their voices might sound … TOUR GUIDE
We’ve written a guidebook for a world that doesn’t exist, and you’re the tour guide who’s leading slack-jawed holidaymakers around that world. You know everything there is to know about the game world - and if you don’t know, you can make it up, and that’s just as good. You’re relentlessly enthusiastic, you give evocative descriptions, and you clue the players into what’s interesting or important - and you know all the best places to take them, too, so they’ll experience the world as best they can.

WET COMPUTER
At the core of every roleplaying game is a set of rules that power the experience, and you are the fallible, non-silicate computer on which these rules run. You know the rules, you enforce them (or ignore them, as you see fit), and you remind players of how best to interact with them. Players might use some bits themselves - rolling to hit, for example, or keeping track of their character’s health - but you’re the ultimate authority on what rule to use when.

CON ARTIST
Players? Bunch of feckless rubes. Look at them, wide-eyed and open-mouthed: they think this is a living, breathing world. They think that you’ve got this all written down, like some kind of Tolkien; they couldn’t be more wrong. You’re just making it up on the fly. There’s nothing behind the curtain, no master plan, no wheels within wheels: just you, regurgitating some half-remembered details about Bloodborne and talking about bones breaking a lot because that makes them wince. They’ll buy anything you sell ‘em. 

WORKSHOP LEADER
You don’t have all the answers, but you know where to find them: inside the players’ heads. You ask them questions like  “Who are we meeting here?” “What’s the most dangerous thing that awaits you on your journey?” “Which one of you does this guy hate the most?” and then you listen to the answers and incorporate them into the story. You love it - it saves work, saves time, and means that the players are more involved and engaged than ever. Involved and enga… DRUMMER
The drummer sets the pace. In a band, they dictate the song’s tempo. In a regiment, they dictate the marching speed. (In a marching band they do both, presumably.) You’re in charge of saying when things begin and end, how long a scene takes to play out, how long a non-player character waffles on about their problems, how descriptive an average description is, and so on. You can cut away from situations and cut back later, you can put the pressure on players to make a decision, or you can leave them to chat to one another unobstructed as the hours roll by. 

ABSOLUTE BASTARD
You’re going to kill them. You’ve trapped them in your lair. They dared to step up and try to defeat your monsters, overthrow your villains, and now they’re on the back foot. Smash them to fucking bits. Throw ‘em through a window, rip off arms and legs, take grim pleasure when their luck turns against them. No-one gets anywhere by being nice all the time - and the players don’t want you to be nice all the time. They want their characters to get beaten up, humiliated, murdered, hung-drawn-and-quartered. You know that this is a masochistic endeavour and you are happy to indulge them.

TORTURED ARTIST
You always wanted to be creative, and this is your outlet. You’ve spun a world of torment and tragedy (or light-hearted slapstick, depending on the game) for your players to explore - or crafted a complex story within someone else’s, full of betrayals and comeuppances and juicy details. You’ve taken the time to make something clever and you can’t wait for your friends to admire it; what matters most is getting the artistic intent of your world across to the players so they can react appropriately.

OBSESSIVE FAN
Oh my god. You love the player characters so much. Like your favourite character in your favourite TV show, you’re fascinated to see what they’ll do next - and you can probably take a good guess at what it’ll be, because you know them so well. You get a bit sad when bad things happen to…
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An update having played 100 more hours of #100line
The yaoi hound - a dog with hands and a bishonen face- stops the chess game we were playing and pulls out a gun to threaten me.