#project mobius

The result of me fusing Jango's Fox, Bat, and Toad sonas into one creature.

This was not made on a whim - though, I do like this and wanna use this design for. This was actually a bit of art practice for a setting I'm tweaking in the background. Which I'm calling "Project Mobius" for now.

I'll make posts on the setting , though they won't always be using art. To sum it up: on an alien planet that got messed up by pollution, the inhabitants are mutants; mostly anthropomorphic animal hybrids or creatures with strange colors or patterns on their fur.

Angela, Claire, Hans, Paul and Sam flew the Project Mobius wing they’ve been designing and building over the last few weeks - performance exceeded expectations and sets the scene for some long-duration solar flights in the coming month.

via vandals on the wall

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The Truth Speaker appeared out of nowhere at the center of the village. The inviting crystal sphere, twice the size of a watermelon, was cold to the sight but warm to the touch and was suspended three feet from the ground.

Curious Mogo was its first "victim." As soon as he placed his hands on the floating ball the image of his hidden philandering deeds was projected into the minds of all of the tribes people. He was then gelded by those he has wronged.

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via bandcamp

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He realized that sleep is now alien to him when he speaks of it. It has been six months since they worked on him; the surgery took twenty seven hours in which he had to stay awake in order for the operation to take effect. The procedure eliminates the need for sleep by getting the fuel replenished by slumber via other sources, the bulk of which fall on eating. Well that’s the sweet and short and less confusing explanation of how it works.

Half a year later he hasn’t slept, not even a two second wink. Since then his food intake increased threefold, his girth and weight doubled and his empire grew exponentially.

via pitchfork

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Lucy’s services are quite unique. She offers permanent vacations at a premium. In a world where suicides are outlawed and punishment of the crime is carried out on the next of kin, what she offers is a bargain. The price of course involves an enormous sum of cash and something that you’d never expect, the flash of memories you get when you’re about to die.

When you’re in the brink, instead of reliving the past in an extended blink dark empty limbo replaces it.

When you’re in the brink, Lucy feeds on you and uses your memories as a minute escape from her life.

Then you die and she momentarily forgets that she’s a mess.

Day 15: Speculative

via rollingstone

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Charlie is a serial killer. His weapon of choice is a cold knife. His MO is to sneak behind his victims and ever so gently touch the hair on the back of their necks with his cold blade, passing a tingling chill in their spine. He then jumps on their back locking his legs on their torso, covering their mouths with his left hand, pressing the frosty steel on their throats with his right. He steadies himself before the kill.

He let's the knife do most of the work. He is a figure skater gliding across thin ice that breaks and gushes warm blood. He bathes in the gurgling moment, revels and savors it.