Cobalt Kiss

GangalstaBob aghh aesthetic

You gotta spend at least 24 hours in a shithole like this - get used to dim a artificial light, breathing nothing but GLASS WOOL, RAT SHIT (THERE WAS SO MUCH OF IT, IT LITERALLY RAINED) and COBWEBS. And spend all this time figuring out some shit, like a bushcrafted home server/network and reorgazining the spaghetti wiring. (I'll get to fixing whatever nonsense precious inhabitants did to the electric wiring just today) And the worst thing you gotta get INTO living like this.

Little update. It's a lot better now - still needs some touch-ups and I can put the whole dman contraption in the box. WITHOUT A SINGLE WIRE IN SIGHT!

The wall had to go - more of it, I mean. I've been hitting my head too hard and too often, while squeezing through it, and I FELT my Humanity score wither away each time.

While installing outlets on the outside, I told a bothering me wasp to fuck off and it did.

Animslism is already unlocked, so I'm not sure if I can go back... I'll take a break from this and all the Wyrm fumes.

Decided to change my potato cpu to a bit newer one. [*CRACK] Broke pins on the cooler. Okay, fine.

Thought its about time to upgrade my T480 - some fool already been in it's guts and put a small M2 drive in the sata port through an adapter. My 1TB 2.5 drive doesn't work because the external power cable is missing. 10€ for that. Fine.

"At least I can swap the nordic keybord to an english one..." I tried to keep myself calm, but nah, doesn't the one I bargained for doesn't fit at all in the T480. I got scammed.

While I was away my poor Pi 2B 1.1 been trying to install Node.js. For a week. Dread to reboot it now, cuz it's still... doing something.

Liquid in my veins is borderline boiling, this place - MY PLACE - has become hostile. I CAN'T EVEN WORK HERE ANYMORE, I JUST CAN'T AS MUCH AS I CAN'T TOLERATE THE WARM FRESH AIR HERE

I WANNA GO BACK TO THE RAT-SHIT-GLASS-WOOL HOLE ALREADY. I'M DOOMED - DOOMED TO BE A REPULSIVE MONSTER (I'm not an IT guy, but I do like tinkering with stuff) - TO BE SUSPENDED IN DUSK TILL MY MORTAL COIL ENDS

I TAKE IT BACK, NEVER TRY TO IMMERSE YOURSELF IN THE WAY OF UNLIFE OF CLAN NOSFERATU, NOR ANY OTHER CLAN

You gotta spend at least 24 hours in a shithole like this - get used to dim a artificial light, breathing nothing but GLASS WOOL, RAT SHIT (THERE WAS SO MUCH OF IT, IT LITERALLY RAINED) and COBWEBS. And spend all this time figuring out some shit, like a bushcrafted home server/network and reorgazining the spaghetti wiring. (I'll get to fixing whatever nonsense precious inhabitants did to the electric wiring just today) And the worst thing you gotta get INTO living like this.

Little update. It's a lot better now - still needs some touch-ups and I can put the whole dman contraption in the box. WITHOUT A SINGLE WIRE IN SIGHT!

The wall had to go - more of it, I mean. I've been hitting my head too hard and too often, while squeezing through it, and I FELT my Humanity score wither away each time.

While installing outlets on the outside, I told a bothering me wasp to fuck off and it did.

Animslism is already unlocked, so I'm not sure if I can go back... I'll take a break from this and all the Wyrm fumes.

I fully repainted the jacket into 3 shades of blue and added a little spice. I also always wanted some Genitorturers merch, so country boys make do.

If you want, you can download GIMP project file with materials for the stencils here

Actually, I most of the print was free-handed, except for letters and shapes, but if you got resources, you probably cloud manage as well with a couple more cardboard stencils than I did.

I also asked for help with drawing the people, because I used what little leftover paint was left after painting the jacket, and rather have someone with good and steady hands do things right, than waste all the paint on fixing mistakes of my shaky tendrils. I'd link her socials, but, as I understand, she would like not to be associated with such art or the likes of me :'( guess we wont collab again. Damn, I really liked both the person and the result.

For the finish I used matte clear coating, which hopefully will protect the paint from UV rays, which causes discoloration and cracking.

Unfortunately, I'm into nor piss, nor tobacco products - "pissfaggot" jacket wouldn't suit me at all.

I was Hansel and Gretel, the gest of it is that I was in the Hansel, while Gretal was my "defensive unconscious" that kept me from doing shit in life, meanwhile exposing me to the emotionally harmful environment. It was really detailed and fuecked up, belive me.

What this post reminded me of is the second part of the dream - we cooked and a speaking potato gave us instructions. Until we chopped it into piecies and fried on a pan, during the process the speaking potato was ecstatic.

I leaned that the potato represented the part of me which is ready to be a consumable material for the pleasure.