Art Investigations

It's a bit tricky...

[mole-reads]

I'm slowly phasing out of Nerf Now, having alread excised it from my RSS feed reader (I can only imagine I'm the last known user of such a tool) and only occasionally checking the page manually for updates in case something especially outrageous elicits any response from me, otherwise may I end up forgetting to ever check it again some day.

But yes, this happened, and it might have been a statement of any kind if it didn't closely follow a comic in which he makes a crappy short comic about a game he apparently does not like with the implication of "what can I do? not make a comic about it?"

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My man, the only reason I see your posts anymore is the RSS feed i subscribed gods know when, I certainly wouldn't come on Tumblr otherwise :D

[jellymonstergrrrl]

Dellamorte Dellamore (1994) dir. Michele Soavi

[dresdencodak]

Well I know what I’m watching tonight

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Fun fact: Rupert in “Dellamorte Dellamore” and Brandon Routh in “Dylan Dog: Dead of Night” played the same comic book character.

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Everland - A Free Mythpunk TTRPG

Everland – A Free Mythpunk TTRPG

Looks quite intriguing! Don’t think I’ll be able to playtest it with people, but we’ll see when I give it a read.

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Tactical Retreat

With at least some of the compute problems sorted I decided to go back to writing #flashfiction narrative I started last month thanks to @StorytellingCol. Hope there are still some readers interested in this vampire hunting story!

The beast in the shape of a man tried to get off his feet, but the blood and other sensitive parts spurting from his crotch seemed to be too painful to allow any movement other than crawling. He was still fast and more Sameer’s swings hit air than flesh. But getting the monster away from his friends was worth it. By the time they reached the still open trapdoor, a bullet also caught the vampire…

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The Ball-busters

Last of #flashicfeb I'm afraid, I had to scrap something I worked on most of the evening, but hopefully this narrative will be interesting to read and follow up on in March 2022 or 2023 or 2033. Thanks so much to @StorytellingCol for making this possible!

Faith always believed that God has a plan and if only we believe in Him, all will go well. All of her belief seemed to fly out the doors they broke down earlier getting into this godforsaken mansion once the vampire’s lips wrapped around her broken bone. In agony already, she heard more than she felt it: the sucking sounds became the accompaniment to the already loud heart rate pounding in her…

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The Creature

Quickly catching up with #flashficfeb, going all in with the vampire narrative being the goal to finish. This post's prompt, #creature.

Black, thick eyebrows overshadowed the sunken eyes in the face twisted with anger. Looking up at this creature, Faith failed to recognize its humanity: obviously, it was bipedal and was wearing human clothes. But the sounds it was making through teeth covered in human blood and the ease with which it snapped Faith’s wrist just made it impossible to view it as anything more than a monster it…

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Golyanin's Dream

#flashficfeb catch ups are going to have to be quicker and shorter than usual just to make any of them, unfortunately. This week has been, well, rough, like my last update indicated. Thanks for following and reading!

Golyanin didn’t say what his dream was, only that he didn’t want to leave the same as the other two. All of his muscles became heavy like stones and he couldn’t move them if he wanted to. Even when the gunshot rang in the dining room and music stopped abruptly, he found it very difficult to do more than turn his head around and look at what all the commotion was about. From his vantage point on…

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*Home Intermission*

I wrote this for #flashficfeb and because of @StorytellingCol after quite a few days break, under heavy PTSD thoughts and feelings, about how tomorrow will probably go when I see my childhood home during one of my weekly visits. Hope you like it!

I wrote this for #flashficfeb after quite a few days break, under heavy PTSD thoughts and feelings, about how tomorrow will probably go when I see my childhood home during one of my weekly visits. Hope you like it! Content warning: Sarajevo siege, war in Bosnia, Ukraine invasion. My apartment building in Sarajevo: wherever may I go, I always return to it. The place where I lived the longest,…

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Sense of the High

#senses and #color are the prompts, here's the continuation of my #vampire narrative, one of the bad-guy POVs.

Count Venzeslas stood gazing at the painting he’s seen a hundred times before. Oil on canvas of a lightning-struck grandfather elm with a door set into its base. It is surrounded by flowering shrubs, and it feels the painter used every shade of the color green to fill the canvas edge to edge with life. But that’s not all the vampire Venzeslas sees looking at the tree. The colors are much more…

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*Dragon Intermission #1*

Two of the #flashficfeb #prompts (Mountain and Mood) merged to create something new outside of the ongoing narrative. Who knows, maybe I'll keep this going as well at some point.

Still #FlashFicFeb but two prompts I couldn’t think of relating to my ongoing narrative, so I might have begun a new one? We shall see. I wish I could rock climb, like the mountain goats. But nothing will make my fatigue go away long enough to manage one more pull. I can’t be a hero today.I won’t become the king I would become for you. But if this is as close as I get to your side for the rest…

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He Didn't Desert Me

Twisting today's @StorytellingCol #prompt "Desert" until it is completely unrecognizable? Yes please, all for #FlashFicFeb

All that was going through Sync’s mind was: “He didn’t desert you! He didn’t. He’s obviously under some kind of magical influence. Get to him and stake that bastard holding him.” She stood outside that door, however, the same as Faith while Bi tried to unlock it with her tools. Sync would never desert one another. He didn’t desert her when they were still kids and her agent tried to send him…

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Spoiled for Choice

Compounding two #flashficfeb #prompts again, this time #City and #Lush. Hope you enjoy it!

The pulsating veins of glorious, thick blood. There is something to be said about the pompous, luscious bodies of what passes for this city’s well-to-do and rich-as-fuck. Their diets provide more nutrients; the fat content alone is often enough to bring you back from the dead. But they’re not for every day. There’s also the cholesterol to consider. What really gets the blood pumping with…

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Closed Doors

Today's #prompt for #flashficfeb was Danger and who knows a better danger for an adventuring party than splitting them up? My ongoing #vampire narrative continues, new scene up on my blog!

Sync was listening to his sister sing his favorite aria in the next room as Golyanin reached the door. He completely forgot that Sync was still standing in the cellar below and hadn’t sung anything in years; all that mattered was getting inside, watching, and listening to his favorite person on Earth. Golyanin never shared what he heard that day. But like the other two, he needed to get into…

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Upstairs Music

It took three prompts this time around, but I think I successfully incorporated #anonymity, #street_art and #music in one scene for the #FastFicFeb writing challenge.

Count Venzeslas sighed and looked at his watch. The night was getting on, and if the rain comes as suspected, it’ll fall into the hallway through the security doors and then the hardwood floors might rise. Plus, these adventurous people could be doing who knows what in the cellar… He walked over to the gramophone on an old commode and placed an unlabeled record on the plate, slowly lowering the…

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WMDs

Trying to catch up, this is a scene I wrote for the 8th prompt of #FlashFicFeb from @StorytellingCol that tries to answer the question: if you were classifying #vampires as weapons, what kind of #weapon would they be?

Stunned silence filled the small cellar as the little group congregated around the entrance to the new area, unsure where to look to next. Once they were sure the space was completely devoid of life, they split up: Golyanin going straight for the bed, uncertain whether to lie in it or toss it for hidden treasure. Sameer slowly approached the pitch black coffin next to the bed, while Bi dove into…

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A storm is brewing

After a short break (excusable, we were playing #DnD #5e last night and the fight was TOUGH), I'm catching up with yesterday's #FanFicFeb #prompt "Storm". Hope you like the introduction of the last character in this vampire drama unraveling on my blog!

Countess Venzeslas stood completely naked in her observation room, looking out the tall, hot-rolled steel windows. Marinela’s room overlooked the steep incline to the beach, the reason she decided to go with this property: nothing below them but a sheer drop to the hotel swimming pool 233 meters below, and the unimpeded views of the coast. An islet to the north, where most of the criminal element…

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Oath of Office

#FlashFicFeb 2022 week 1 done! This one merits some CW I think: possible police butality, undead bodily harm, some gore. All in 522 words or less!

Content Warning: imagery of police brutality, undead bodily harm, gore. She took an oath when becoming a police officer: to open fire only in situations of defense. Faith successfully avoided ending up in situations like that for the past five years, and has only ever shot practicing targets. The weight of the gun was never something she even considered until tonight. What was she supposed to…

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