GOD FEARS ME FOR HE KNOWS ONE DAY I WILL USURP HIM

Full of holes

On the route

I need to go

Road construction

Lane obstruction

Let me go

Contact established with the Iron Lung.

Is he deadass, question?

Scientist, politicians, and thousands of reporters gather to witness the aliens disembark the ship. A group of boulder-like creatures, clicking and whistling to the humans around them.

One of them raises something large and metallic towards the crowd.

There's an immediate recoil of fear (is it a weapon?!) before the audience realises it's human technology. A laptop, old and beaten and looks like it was put back together by a drunk.

The alien presses a button.

over the last several months, we have been implementing a protocol to eliminate karybelle the sheltie’s barking surrounding her mealtimes. we have accomplished this by initially introducing an alternate activity during prep time (stuffed kong) and religiously giving her a time out gated in the yard if she stops that activity to bark, thus delaying her dinner until she’s quiet. this has been extremely successful; she’s gone from barking literally 100+ times during meal prep to barking 0 times, and only occasionally slips up. the behavior she has chosen to replace her meal-prep-screaming (after all, that energy has to go somewhere) is frantically - but silently - running circles around the coffee table to finally slam into a perfect down-stay as her bowl is set down.

this evening as the food was coming out, karybelle seamlessly slipped into her silent circling routine. except after a couple of reps, she abruptly changed course, yeeted herself out the dog door, barked once, and immediately jumped back in to resume her circling.

my contribution to the bloodymary fandom. and a thank you to @oof-ouch-yikes for keeping us hungry bloodymary fans fed. go read their fic, it’s really good and this animatic is based off of it!

goodbye chiikawa

Do you like music?

do you love fairytales?

do you love cuthulu like mythos gods?

well let me introduce to you the al;bum the guy I am working under for the summer introduced to me:

Myth

A story where after a one night stand with a fellow author he can't forget, a young struggling artists decides to travel to a island where his favourite childhood fairytales were written that is nearly abandoned. Maybe then perhaps he will get some inspiration from those tales for his latest novel.

Little does he know that perhaps these stories are better left alone on a page than being explored.

But if you are a fan of music and internet horror give it a try!!