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genuinely sickening to think about how men pop up out of holes in the ground and you have to swing a mallet and hit them over the head to get them to stop

The most intuitive, most versatile, most adaptive, and greatest artists of our time are using their skills to create discomforting, high-concept abstractions of analog horror characters and Pack Of 500 Cigarettes in Tomodachi Life

wtf.... wheek wheek wheek

in golden age comics when people got injured they'd be like "zounds! i'm injured! i have to get back to my secret lair so i can dress my wounds! there's no time to waste! evil never sleeps... and it won't wait for me to recuperate, either!" and these days their speech bubbles will just get really scrunkly and they'll say some shit like "khff... hff..."

in the future comics will be a nonvisual medium conveyed entirely via ant pheromones