oblioteca

Twisted withered branches 

feed on the candles of life:

Wax for the rotting Body,

Flame for the fleeting Soul.

Gold-Crowned Kings,

Mud-Burdened Peasants:

every existence extinguishes,

when the Vision of Finitude looms.

From freshly flayed flesh,

to void ever-vanished ashes; 

from the last spark of paroxysmal panic,

to the never-ending nameless nothingness…

Despite lacking a soul

albeit earless

the mannechairs

are the only yet craved audience

for the endless rusty symphonies

of the osteophone

since its strained skull-notes

are now the sole

quaint proof of existence

Tick, tock, when the Chronomoon shall toll, Tock, tack, the Cuckoo’s flock stirs up!

Tick, tock, the Sicko Cuckoo Clocks, Tock, tack, they bring wrack with every whack!

Tick, tock, everyone will feel the shock, Tock, tack, in the night of their attack!

ANGEL’S PLAYGROUND

If your innocuity stat (INN) is too low*, there is a growing chance that at any moment you can be abruptly taken into the Angel’s Playground. Here you are called to play the (almost) impossible game chosen by the “Angel”. 

*[Your INN decreases when you become too menacing: by acting maliciously, violently, or by adopting death-bringing instruments]

How to Play Hide and Seek with the “Angel”

The bars will come down, shutting the gate, as soon as the “Angel” starts counting in a mellow, almost choral voice: you now have 999 seconds to find a place to hide in the Playground.

A shrieking shriek announces that the “Angel” has finished counting and is coming for you. 

Try to remain hidden or run away and survive for 999 seconds more; then the gate will open and you will be able to escape.

-> If you're caught: you lose. Your INN stat will be reset to zero, but you will lose all the bloodstained items in your inventory and, as an everlasting burden, suffer a permanent malus ([DIGESTED]) due to the trauma of being eaten alive by a seraphic entity. 

-> If you successfully escape and win the game: [???]

“Angel”

Once I had a nightmare:

there was an angel,

beautiful and perfect,

yearning to play childish games.

But I could see it was a monster:

a dummy depiction hiding its hatred,

craving to castigate and then digest,

Thank you so much, “gnarly” is such an intriguing word to describe our art!

Notes from the Bed Guardian bestiary:

• Lamp Gnawler: a non-hostile wandering entity, endlessly snipping lamps with its toothed scissor-arms while humming incomprehensible lullabies. One bite after another, the street lamps keep falling: the darker the area, the more wretched become the nightmares you must face or escape.

But be aware: if you are ever caught by a Falsum Lumen, the Lamp Gnawler will be mysteriously drawn to you and will rush to cut down your torso, leaving the fake lamp unharmed.

• Falsum Lumens: mimetic predatory creatures that disguise themselves as normal oil lamps. Only their slightly visible red nails and the unnatural cold of their fake flames reveal their true nature. They seize the living beings moving below them, leaving them hanging as an ‘offering’ for the shears of the Lamp Gnawler. In return, they will be left untouched, perhaps these ruthless creatures’ only desire is to survive.

Notes from the “Bed Guardian” status guide:

Teeth: “Have you ever dreamt of growing too many teeth?” 

[+13 STR] [-20 INN]

Spiral: “Swirl into the unknown!”

[???]

Severed: “Witness the spectacle of your own face torn apart”

[+27 TER] [-15 REV]

What you do is super cool btw

Hello! :)

So, the thing is, we are two brothers working together: one focuses on writing and editing, and the other on drawing and clay art, while we share the art direction and most of the creative process

Coordinating the work while having different time schedules and commitments is not always easy, so our creations can take from about a week to more than twenty days! But every time the process, the elements/media and the techniques that we use are different, so there is no a standard duration

“OniroDrive: the wearable console of your dreams!”

Game title: Bed Guardian 

Developer: Pillow Games

Console: OniroDrive

Welcome to “The Party!!” 🎈

“Such a curious flat little bipedal creature you are… come closer, fear not the flames… have you anything to feed my poor, dwindling fire…?”

...But he could try to close his eyes,

And sail to the land of golden skies;

Where monsters fade and shadows cease,