#forbuth

[agentskyhouse]

Just your typical Monday morning of hot water and cold news #sketch #comics #automaticdrawing #forbuth #lerougesublet #vacuoustesser #mikeandcasper #splatterpunk #cyberpunk #psychepunk #jerseycityartists

[agentskyhouse]

WIP ( #twospirit #nonbinary #marginalizedhorror #automaticpainting #Forbuth #jerseycityartist )

[agentskyhouse]

Playing on words of "Under and behind and inside everything the man took for granted, something horrible had been growing" by Chuck P, which I started hearing while I painted #wherearewegoingwiththis #marginalizedhorror #automaticpainting #Forbuth #jerseycityartist

[agentskyhouse]

“but typically I was just reminded of my endless distrust, for i knew their hearts, and in them, the lies” when you wake up to finding this in a book written nearly two years ago in #Forbuth PT2 #wow #VacuousTesser

[agentskyhouse]

Very unlike rain, it was! We would have had buckets of it, if it were. But not to worry, folks! It wasn’t at all. Keep keeping it sunny, Forbuth!

Mr. Dick Daniels, Forbuth public radio, 11:11 forecast (121 times a day, every day!) of Vacuous Tesser

[agentskyhouse-blog]

You couldn't get Leigh into the halls or anything else on the other side of the net if you tried, not the old way. Not log on or plug ins, everything would just fry instead and suddenly all you saw on the interface was this huge red and then paling land of skin under a curtain of harsh radioactive of rainbow hair curtains and an open mouth that made noises you couldn't even begin to compre and eyes of skulls with skull eyes and their eyes too and all doing that same holler of nothingnoise into the everything. And then you'd jack the fuck out so why do it? Why have that headache? Shit, some people'd coma like that. Groggy like no other for the longest if they were even up.

Not like he didn't go in on his own.

There's by now been this theory that this is the background to the spectrals in there, to the things unprogrammed. The sentient self creationals that had no string or line beyond "oh suddenly I'm here". No stamp of modgod.

Like Forbuth?

Jesus fuck people, always with the Forbuth.

Yes, like Forbuth, in that there'll be so much fucking sketch and freeze and temporal blast across the fucking skies that you'll all be hearing screaming bit-tear for eons.

Fuck Forbuth. Forbuth is the last holdup for now. You think that's a battleground? That's the fear? It just thinks it is. It's like cancer trying to convince you it's the end all. It's like death forgetting how the cycle works, except Forbuth isn't even fucking death. It's a lie. It's stagnant. It's a bore.

Leigh's never been to Forbuth.

Maybe he's afraid of it.

No, Leigh's never been to Forbuth because Forbuth's afraid of him. It ain't even a passing thought to him.

Compre that.