Midnight Hour

TUNES

I’m gonna wait ’til the midnight hourThat’s when my love come tumbling downI’m gonna wait ’til the midnight hourWhen there’s no one else around

[- Wilson Pickett -]

Clothing

Top: V/.Voluptas Virtualis – “Khloe” (Maitreya) – NEW @ Midnight Order // July/August 2022
Pants (incl. Shoes): AsteroidBox – “Azrael Pants” (Maitreya) – NEW @ Midnight Order // July/August 2022

Accessories

Monocle: David Heather – “Skeleton Monocle/Clear”
Piercing (Nose): Wicca’s Originals – “Jadeon Piercing” + “Tegan Piercing Set” (unrigged)
Piercing (Mouth): LittleFish – “EziliV2” (Lel. EvoX, Avalon)
Rings: V/.Voluptas Virtualis – “Ezhra” (Maitreya, Bento)
Nails: L’Emporio – “Short Claws” (Maitreya, Bento)

Hair & Makeup

Hair: Exile – “June” – NEW @  The Fifty // August 2022

Head, Body & Tattoo

Head: LeLUTKA – “EvoX Avalon 3.1”
Eyes: IKON – “Ascension Redux Eyes – Divine & Damned” (LeL. Applier)
Teeth: [CX] – “Strigoi’s Fangs – Silver Type.1 ( Size E / Wider )”
Body: Maitreya – “Lara V5.3”

Poses, Props & Tools

Pose: Foxcity
Backdrop: Spires Society – “Lament of Innocence”
Deco 1: -Jane&FInch-  – “Outer Satellite”
Deco 2: Dirty Rat – “Machine of Memories [DECOR]” – NEW @ Midnight Order // July/August 2022
Deco 3: Dirty Rat – “Mutant Flytrap” – NEW @ Midnight Order // July/August 2022
Weapon 1: MURDER – “Commie Tommy” – NEW @ Midnight Order // July/August 2022
Weapon 2: Skellybones – “Tyrant’s Torch” – NEW @ Midnight Order // July/August 2022

Model, Stylist & Photographer

Wicca Merlin

“My heart will always belong to you.”

TUNES

Davy Jones’ final words to Calypso come when she asks him: “and what of your fate… Davy Jones?” Davy responds softly with, “My heart will always belong to you.” Davy fades away while Calypso smiles, showing genuine love between the two characters.

Lately I was watching the ‘Pirates of the Carribean’ series again and when I saw the new head from BeSpoke, I totally had to do a picture inspired by Davy Jones. Davy Jones even got his own theme song for the movies and I had to share that above in the tunes link. I was playing that kinda in circles when I did work on the picture. It so very well describes the 2 souls in Davy Jones chest. He once was a good man and had loving heart and in the end he full of anger and fury – I love how the song does reflect exactly that.

The amazing “Monster Cthulhu” head from BeSpoke you can find at the actual round of Engine Room. It does have neck sizes for male and female and all that amazing skin colors you know from BeSpoke. Engine Room is one of my favorite events during the year, as you can find so many different things for a steampunk or diesel – or aether punk styles and sceneries. I simply love that styles. The lovely coat I am wearing as well is available at the Engine Room. Toksik made this amazing ornamented and incredible textured long coat as their exclusive for the event. I does come with a huge color HUD. For my set I used new leases from Engine Room only, too, to show you what amazing backgrounds you can create 😉

The event is open until the 20th or April if you want to take a look by yourself – taxi is in the credits below, just click the “Engine Room” letters 🙂

Clothing

Outfit: toksik – “Debonair Coat” (Maitreya) – NEW @ Engine Room

Accessories

Hand Accessories: .Drastic.  – “Tentacle Jewelry”

Nails: L’Emporio&PL – “::*Tormento*::”(Maitreya, Bento)

Head, Body & Tattoo

Head: BeSpoke – “Monster Cthulhu – Head (female neck)” – NEW @ Engine Room

Eyes: Madame Noir – “Iceberg Eyes 1” (BoM)

Poses, Props & Tools

Pose: selfmade

Backdrop: Spires Society – “Lament of Innocence” – NEW @ Engine Room

Deco 1: -Jane&FInch-  – “Outer Satellite” – NEW @ Engine Room

Deco 2: (:ERG:) – “Water Tank ~Dreaming Fish~ (Large) v1” – NEW @ Engine Room

Deco 3: WLS – “STEAMPUNK AIRSHIP v1.0”- NEW @ Engine Room

Heart: CURELESS[+] – “Valentine’s Heart”

Model, Stylist & Photographer

Wicca Merlin

Wicca’s Originals @ Engie Room // March 2022

Wicca’s Originals @ Engine Room // March 20th – April 20th

What To Wear? What To Wear?

It’s another bright, new day in Hornet City. Well, maybe bright, if it weren’t for the heavy layer of smog that hung over the city like a shroud. Decade after decade of mechanisms spewing caustic smoke into the air and everything is permanently marked with soot and smut.

Despite all the pollution, life goes on. After a decontamination shower, since water is affordable only by the uber wealthy, I stand on the reclaimator. Natural resources are long gone, so reclaimators were created to recycle and reuse old items.

What shall I wear today?

Hair – bright red with a black streak, pulled into a ponytail.
Eyes – metallic gold with extended vision capabilities.
Outfit – typical black jumpsuit of the worker class.
Footwear – typical black boots of the worker class.

Ah, but what is this? Something new on the menu! It must be the bonus I was promised for exceeding my monthly production quota. An upgrade!

As instructed, I insert my hands deep into the open slots in the wall. Suddenly my arms are engulfed in a steel cage and I am unable to move away. The sharp pain lasts only seconds, but it is enough to make me dizzy.

I do not know how long I am trapped in the reclaimator’s unrelenting grip when the machine finally beeps three times and releases its hold.

Trembling, I pull my arms free and find my hands and forearms gone and replaced by mechanicals. Cables, pistons and gears move with precision as I flex long, metal fingers. Only my palms are covered by wrapped leather pieces.

The caps on my fingertips appear hinged and an odd button is on the inside of both wrists. When pressed, the fingertip caps flip back and long, sharp metal claws extend out of my fingers another two inches.

My eyes gleam with excitement as I admire my new upgrade.

“Wicked.”

Sizes: Maitreya, Legacy[F], Legacy[M], Jake, Gianni

HUD: 10 Colors & Metals (plus a hide/show version for the claws with fingertip open or closed)

Event Location: Engine Room // March 2022

Transformation

Transformation

He left me for dead in the back alley of London’s most desolate area.
His attack was brutal, ruthless. His hands steady; his blade true. He left me nothing that resembled the fairer sex. His hatred for women knew no boundaries. And when he was finished, he wiped his hands clean as he stared down upon me with bland indifference – a frog dissected.
Time changed after he left. Minutes felt like days. Pain gave way to a coldness that numbed me to the world beyond. Voices, wagons, hawkers – all faded away until the silence screamed in my ears. I prayed for Death to find me.
<scrape, thump> <scrape, thump> <scrape, thump> <scrape, thump>
The sound grew out of the darkness. What did Death sound like?
A shadowy figure hovered over me before large, powerful hands yanked me from the ground and I was thrown across a shoulder as if I were nothing more than a burlap bag filled with potatoes.
<scrape, thump> <scrape, thump> <scrape, thump> <scrape, thump>
The jarring gait matched the eerie sound. That was the last sound I heard before Morpheus dragged into the abyss.
Oh, what fresh Hell is this? I awaken to the taste of rancid gruel forced into my mouth. Only one eye will open and that takes all my strength to perform. A wooden pushed passed my lips and I gagged on the noxious porridge until the whole of my stomach emptied onto my makeshift bed.
Clumsy hands attempted to clean up the mess, but only seemed to spread it around. An angry shout and the familiar sound of uneven footsteps retreating from my side brought me back to my present situation. The rough blanket was snatched away and a violent shiver wracked my body.. I strained to raise my head and with my one eye I saw my both swathed in dirty and blood-stained bandages.
A man stood beside the bed; poked and prodded me with the same dispassion as my attacker. Cold, probing eyes watched me over wired spectacles perched at the tip of his thin nose. White, wiry hair stood out in all directions and thickly pursed lips hide behind a grizzly beard. What must pass for a doctor’s coat covered a wrinkled and ill-kept suit that once must have belonged to a gentleman of considerable wealth.
The uneven footsteps again approached and I got my first good look at my rescuer. Had I been able to move, I would have recoiled in fear and disgust. Had a gargoyle from high upon the Cathedral precipice come to life, it would hold more appeal than the freak approaching me. Hunched backed and dragging a clubbed foot,. its grotesque features distorted into a mask of pure horror. Yet, its eyes reflected … pity. Not for its own circumstances, but for ME!
Suddenly, I realized the man in the doctor’s coat was speaking to me. He explained how his assistance, Igor (the pathetic creature now gently covering me with a clean blanket) found me and carried me to the doctor’s laboratory. My mind spun and I heard only bits and pieces as he inventoried my injuries. Over 300 stitches. Missing eye. Amputated hand. Leg muscles and tendons severed. Lucky to be alive. Permission for procedures.
All i remember was grimly nodding my head in consent. What did it matter what this man did to me. The midnight attacker took my life. Now this doctor, Dr. Frankenstein, said he could fix me. What does it matter. I died in that alley.
Days dragged into weeks. Weeks dragged into months. As soon as my wounds healed, Dr. Frankenstein began his experiments. What did it matter what I looked like. No man would ever look at with anything but disgust in his eyes. The midnight attacker took away everything that made me a woman.
I would have gone mad; I should have gone mad, had it not been for Igor. Beneath that monstrous face and body was a pure and generous heart. Each day Igor would bring me a gift; a trinket of some sort. A wilted flower. Half empty bottle of perfume. A torn lace handkerchief. Items discarded by their owners were treasures in the creature’s eye. And each gift he presented earned him pained and weary smile from me.
Winter was in full force when I woke on my stomach after what Dr. Frankenstein claimed was the final procedure. No sheet covered me, but what did I have to be modest about now. I pushed myself up and startled when movement caught in my peripheral vision. For the first time in the eternity in this hellhole, I was presented with a mirror. Not a small looking glass, but a large, three-sided standing mirror one might find at a couturier’s shop.
I did not wish to look, but it seemed as though the Fate’s compelled me forward. The ever present bandages were gone and my naked flesh was exposed for all to see. What I saw reflected made Igor’s ugliness look like a work of art.
Skin once soft as satin and milky white was now ashen and covered with long, jagged scars. Once full and bountiful breasts were gone and only to be replaced with raw, burnt tissue covering my chest. My face … my perfect face, that once turned heads of men and women alike, was mangled beyond recognition.

Only one crystal blue eye stared back. The other hollow socket was covered with a mechanical piece with wires embedded into my head. Though the eye was missing, my vision was sharper and more intense than humanly possible.

When I reached out to touch the mirror in disbelief, I saw a mechanical claw resembling the talons of a bird of prey. I slashed out at my image and the razor-sharp tips left deep gouges on the mirrors surface. The other hand, while still flesh and blood, had similar claws embedded where fingernails once grew.
A sob escaped my lips when eyes traveled downward and I saw the devastation done to that most sacred of womanly places. Yes, the midnight attacker took great pleasure and care in that area. Nothing remained.
Farther down, the thigh of one leg and calf of another were replaced with metal rods and blood filled tubes and contained in some form of a clear, unbreakable casing. My head snapped up at a sudden movement from behind me. A pair of mighty wings spread out like an avenging angel sent from the heavens. Feathers black as night entwined with pistons and gears and glistening metal talons.
I did not hear Igor’s approach, but saw he stood beside the mirror. In his gnarled hands he carefully held the most beautiful gown I had ever seen in my life. A gown of such great wealth and quality a woman would sell her soul to possess it. His lips were twisted into what had to be a smile as he held out the gown to me as a gift.
But I am no longer a woman. I am no longer human. A shrill and blood-curdling screech tore from my throat as I snatched the dress from Igor and with a strength I did not know I possessed, ripped the gown to shreds. Soul sick and broken, I fall to my knees among the tattered remains of Igor’s gift and weep.
The passage of time again eluded me as I lay huddled on the floor before that mirror, the wings a protective encasement around me guarding me from harm. Only a pitiful, woeful sound made me raise my head.
There, crouched on the floor before me was Igor, tears flowing down his face and a large bundle clutched to his chest. He dropped his burden in front of me and quickly scurried back on his hands and knees like a bug caught in a sudden light.

Again, Igor brought me clothing, but this time far different from the Lady’s gown. This offering contained men’s trousers and jacket made from fine leather and boots to match. Seems when Igor stole, he stole only the highest quality goods.

The pants were snug and fit me like a second skin. The jacket, too, fit me perfectly and was even tailored to allow for the wings now permanently affixed to my back. The tall, thick boots provided warmth and protection.
And it seems Igor was not willing to allow me to forget I was once a woman, for he included a short velvet cape elaborately embroidered with gold thread.
I pulled what was left of my unevenly cut hair together into a bun and turned to the mirror for the last time. Anne was gone forever. Only this creature, the Dark Angel of Harper’s Ferry remained. And she was ready to hunt.
Beware, Jack the Ripper. I am coming for you!

I feel so gifted to be allowed to call Anne a close and dear friend. Today it was her coming to me when I was trying to run after all my duties. I didn’t say something, but she asked if all is fine. She does have that 6th sense I guess, that makes her feel, if I am just slightly sad, stressed or frustrated. Today she must have felt that I am a little stressed and he asked me if all would be ok. Basically everything was ok and I told her that Liam fine, but had to finish some pictures for a magazine, a blog post and the posting for the store – for that she as well wrote a wonderful story, just take a look at the previous post HERE – and today I wanted to reveal the first chapter of it (yes she made 3 chapters and they will come one after another *winks* ). Being such a sweetheart she always is, she asked me if she could help me. Since it was making pictures, I told her that I do not think I could ‘outsource’ any of my work. A little later I again thought about the amazing story she wrote me yesterday for my post and so I carefully asked her if she still would be in a writing mood. I really was a little shy as she already wrote all those amazing chapters for the store releases and that incredible amazing story for me yesterday. But she said she had the second half of her frozen custard, which made her so cuber awesome creative yesterday and she asked me what kind of story. I showed her my raw shots for the post and instead of asking when I need it or telling me she would not have time, she just asked “Did you have anything in mind while styling this?” That was the moment where I just could have hugged her super tight again. I told her about the basic idea I had for the pictures and she started writing. Again she saved my ass! I adore her creativity, her skills for making all those stories for me and as well for our store releases – Anne you are such sweet little diamond, thank you so much… again ♥

Clothing

Top: AsteroidBox – “Tempus Shirt” (Maitreya Petite) – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Pants: AsteroidBox – “Elise Leggings” (Maitreya)

Shoes: AsteroidBox – “Elise Boots” (Maitreya)

Accessories

Hair Accessory: ::Static:: – “Chrono Hairpin {Cluster}” – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Glasses: [KROVA] – “Vitzili’s Lens 1 L” – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Earrings: .:E.A.Studio:. – “Mads” (for Lel. EvoX Human Ears)

Ear Accessory: L’Emporio&PL – “Vulnus” (for Lel. EvoX Human Ears)

Nose Piercing: Wicca’s Originals – “Jadeon” (unriged)

Wings: {Aii & Ego} – “Starfire Angel Wings” – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Finger Accessory: L’Emporio&PL – “Essentia” (Maitreya, Bento)

Nails: L’Emporio&PL – “Scripta Manent – Classic” (Maitreya, Bento)

Belt Accessory: kosmii – “Bedelia Chatelaine” – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Hair & Makeup

Hair: KMH – “Hair F175” (unrigged) – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Face Art:  Nefekalum Tattoos – “Hunger #01” (Lel. EvoX BoM, Materials)

Lipstick 1: [Cubic Cherry] – “{Tenuous} Lipstick” (Lel. EvoX HD Applier)

Lipstick 2: Mad’ – “Daemon Lips” (Lel. EvoX BoM)

Head, Body & Tattoo

Head: LeLUTKA – “EvoX Avalon 3.0”

Body: Maitreya – “Lara V5.3” + “Lara Add-On Petite 1.1”

Poses, Props & Tools

Backdrop: VARONIS – “Dayport Backdrop Scene”

Pose 1: Poseidon – “Valkyrie 6rev” (Bento)

Pose 2: Poseidon – “Heroes – Flight 4” (Bento)

Pose 3: Poseidon – “Flight 15” (Bento)

Model, Stylist & Photographer

Wicca Merlin

Wicca’s Originals @ The Warehouse Sale // September 2021

Wicca’s Originals @ The Warehouse Sale // September 23rd – October 18th

A shiver runs through her body; whether from nerves or the low temperature in the room, Talida isn’t certain. After all, she is only wearing a leather thong and thigh-high boots and nothing else. She sits on the floor on a fluffy rug you expect to find in a pre-teen girl’s bedroom. Arms crossed over her breasts to maintain some semblance of modesty while the photographer adjust the lighting.

This is her first modeling job and not what Talida thought the business was like. But after all, a girl has to pay the rent. Granted, the thong is nothing to write home about (which she won’t tell a soul), but the boots are another matter. The leather is butter smooth and the stitching is high quality.

She can’t help but be fascinated by the wealth of studs, grommets and rings that covered the boots. The moment the front zippers sealed her legs inside, Talida felt seduced by the the luxury.

Before long, Talida’s hands caressed the leather as she stretched one leg high in the air, her foot pointed toward the ceiling. She didn’t notice the soft jazz music playing in the background. She didn’t notice the clicking of the camera. She didn’t notice the photographer moving stealthily around her. All that mattered are the boots.

There was no doubt that Talida would soon be famous.

Sizes: Maitreya, Legacy (F), Hourglass, Freya
HUD: 10 Colors & 10 Metals
Pose from the Teaser picture INCLUDED!

Event Location: The Warehouse Sale // September 2021

Wicca’s Originals @ Engine Room // September 2021

Wicca’s Originals @ Engine Room // September 20th – October 20th

The powerful engine roars to life and I smile. Do not judge me by my appearance. I may look like a Victorian lady, but deep down, I am a wild creature ready to explore this new steam powered, mechanized world…

Wearing my brother’s clothing, I leave my heavy dresses and tight corsets behind. My parents want to marry me off to some titled aristocrat, but that existence would suffocate me.

I give my mean machine gas and shoot out of the driveway; gravel spraying wildly behind me. A laugh of pure joy and the exhilaration of freedom rips through my body. Yes, this is the life!

What does a girl need a man for when she has a motorcycle vibrating between her legs…

Sizes: Maitreya (Lara, Petite, Flat), Legacy [F](Classic, Perky), Legacy [M], Gianni

HUD: 10 colors, 10 metals

(pls take a look at the back… there are some details too ;))

Event Location: Engine Room // September 2021

For the Engine Room Anniversary we made a unisex gift as well…

You can leave your hat on, especially if it’s made by Wicca’s Creations.

This steampunk styled top hat open and closes for better reception and fun.

Wicca’s Originals @ Uber // August 2021

Wicca’s Originals @ Uber // August 25th – September 22nd

Event Location: UBER

Wicca’s Originals @ Vintage Fair // June 2021

Wicca’s Originals @ Vintage Fair // June 11th – 21st

The Chey Dress, by Wicca’s Originals, is a perfect new addition to your summer steampunk style. A sun dress with a twist, this one comes with an inbuilt underbust-style corset, hugging your abdomen and emphasizing your curves in all the best ways. The tough, imprinted leather corset lined with shiny studs is cinched together on the sides with metal bolts, and provides a strong contrast to the light, playful material and cut of the dress itself, with its low neckline and airy skirt. The dress comes in 10 colors and metal options, and is fitted for Maitreya, Maitreya Petite, Legacy, and Legacy Perky bodies.

Event Location: Vintage Fair 2021

A thousand lies have made me colder…

Created for E-Clipse Magazine April 2021 – https://issuu.com/eclipsemagazinesl/docs/eclipse_magazine_april_2021

TUNES

Everything I know, and anywhere I go,
It gets hard but it won’t take away my love.
And when the last one falls, when its all said and done.
It gets hard but it won’t take away my love.
[- 3 Doors Down -]
Clothing

Outfit & Shoes: toksik – “Bloodlust” (Maitreya, Flat)

Accessories

Nails & Rings: [CX] – “Essential Dirty Claws – (Originals)” (Maitreya, Bento)

Hair & Makeup

Hair: DOUX – “Valentina [S]”

Head, Body & Tattoo

Head: LeLUTKA – “Erin 2.5”

Body: Maitreya – “Lara V5.3” + “Lara Add-On Flat Chest V1.0”

Ears: BoD – “Sasha Crosses”

Poses, Props & Tools

Poses: Vivien De’Lancoure

JACKALOPE – “The Witching Hour Backdrop”

22769 – “House of lost Souls – Stepstones” (Gacha, Common)

DRD – The Cemetery – Angel Statue – Those We Love

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone Cross – Anastasia

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – Cornwell

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – Huber

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – Joan

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – Joel

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – Joseph

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – Lakley

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – Margaret

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – 1

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – 2

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – 3

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – 4

DRD – The Cemetery – Headstone – 5

DRD – The Cemetery – Ground Roots – Large

Models & Stylists

Vivien De’Lancoure & Wicca Merlin

Photographer

Wicca Merlin

Steampunk Heart

TUNES

Clockwork ticker, beating pulse
It lives and loves on wild impulse
Shiver and shake like feverish imps
If you look inside and take a glimpse
Romanticism is just an illusion
To a heart that beats confusion
Mechanical wonder but oh, so cold
The wheels and cogs in brass and gold
Manipulate the ghost in the machine
Ignored and loathed like something obscene
Tarnished and tattered by time and misuse
A strange device suffered decades of abuse
Mechanical lungs, screwed in ribs like art
All of them hiding my Steampunk hear

[- R.K. Summers -]

Clothing

Top: Nefekalum Tattoos – “Aesir (Crimson)” (BoM, Materials)

Corset: Nefekalum Tattoos – “Viscount (Red)” (BoM, Materials)

Shoes: Wicca’s Originals – “Celestine 2.0” (Maitreya)

Dress (inc. Pasties and Ornaments): ERSCH – “Babette” (Maitreya) – NEW @ Engine Room // March 2021

Accessories

Hat: Insomnia Angel – “Steampunk Top Hat”

Collar: Insomnia Angel – “Gear Collar”

Gloves & Claws: Skellybones – “Rayne Claws” (Maitreya, Bento) – NEW @ Engine Room // March 2021

Wings: dM! – “Aeon – “SteamWings” (unrigged) **WOOD**” (Gacha, Rare) – NEW @ Engine Room // March 2021

Hair & Makeup

Hair: KMH – “Hair CP006”

Face Art: Nefekalum Tattoos – “Amunet Color #06” (EvoX BoM, Materials)

Head, Body & Tattoo

Head: LeLUTKA – “Avalon 3.0”

Ears: [CX] – “Wthered Berzerker Ears”

Body: Maitreya – “Lara V5.3”

Tattoo: .:Vegas:. – “Tattoo ( Dark ) Secrets” (BoM) – NEW @ Kinky // March 2021

Poses, Props & Tools

Backdrop: VARONIS – “Dayport Backdrop Scene” – NEW @ Engine Room // March 2021

Pose: Selfmade

Birds: :MoonAmore: – “Caged Soul / Hojalata Birds (Coffee)” (Gacha, Common)

Cage: DISORDERLY. “/ Book Magic / Not so Magical Birdcage” (moded)

Bag: DRD – “TAH – Doctor Medical Bag – Closed” (Gacha, Common)

Model, Stylist & Photographer

Wicca Merlin