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Robert In The Wires || Mr. 404 @robertinthewires.bsky.social · 10h
Want a physical copy? Come see me at Table 215B alongside Lucas Nemeth at the Mississauga Comic Expo this coming Saturday. See you there!!

#mcx2025 #mcx
campaign.mississauga.ca/mississauga-...
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mrvi.cold-albion.net
Funny thing is, this is DAMN CLOSE to the background of one of my characters from the story that @newedgeswordmag.bsky.social accepted. That background story is not yet written in prose though. Maybe it should be.
November 13, 2025 at 12:16 PM
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ryanhowe.bsky.social
This was a blast to work on, big thanks to Robert for letting me play with his characters.

The book's also an absolute steal of a deal on Itch!
robertinthewires.bsky.social Robert In The Wires || Mr. 404 @robertinthewires.bsky.social · 10h
NEW BOOK JUST DROPPED

Want a space opera novelette about life after an interstellar rebellion, written by me and with seven stellar comic pages by @ryanhowe.bsky.social?

Go read THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF GYRO BRONSON!
robertislostinthewires.itch.io/the-last-wil...
ko-fi.com/s/244938e18a
A shot of a planet with two moons and a sun orbiting it. The text around it reads "THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF GYRO BRONSON. ROBERT IVENIUK. ILLUSTRATED BY RYAN HOWE." Black and white text. Reads: The mountains would be migrating soon. It was clear by the way the snow and boulders rolled off their peaks and the birds flew from their stony backs. If Talisa squinted, she could see them shift in place, teetering as though they were about to topple over. In truth, their countless root-like legs were wrestling themselves from the soft soil. Before long, they would begin their long march to find new stretches of earth to plant themselves. Talisa wished she could have stayed to watch them leave. Mountains only migrated once every hundred or so years. The last time she saw one move, she was a child, and too young to appreciate their majesty. Not that her parents let her get close enough to do so. From the safety of their colony, they watched the mountain by their colony shuffle mindlessly eastward, knocking over trees and ambling through Liberation Lake, while Talisa and her parents were safe behind blast-proof windows at least ten feet thick. Other moments from that day did not come to her as clearly. Her father insisted she cried and waved goodbye to the giant living rock. Why she didn’t remember that, who could say? She rested by her speeder as its hydrobattery finished charging in the river. The trees swayed in a calm breeze. Puffy seeds rode by on a gust of air, rooting themselves on a mossy outcrop in the distance. A mothbat settled on the long stem of a flower with prismatic petals, colours shifting as the light danced along its sharpened petals. Birdsongs and the babbling of the creek behind her tickled her ears. It was soon interrupted by the chime of her battery, and an electronic voice calling out “Fully Charged.” Kicking herself off the speeder, she trudged over. The top half of the battery, a brass ring angled upward for her to grasp, breached the surface of the water. From beneath the stream came a radiant cyan light, and a low hum. [editor's note: the rest of the description will continue on Page 3!] [editor's note: due to character limits, I moved some of the alt text from Page 2 to Page 3.] Without hesitating, she stepped one foot into the waters and reached over to collect the bulky, lantern-shaped fuel cell. After a thorough towelling to ensure it didn’t short out the vehicle’s insides, she loaded it in. Please, not like last time, she said to herself. Internal processors revved up and her ride was alive again. The speeder evoked the image of a wingless, legless bird, and when its headlamps and side-lights flashed on, the steel body appeared as though it was decorated with feathers. Fishing her gloves from her pockets and the flight jacket off of the duskox-leather seat, Officer Cadet Talisa Severn put herself behind the handlebars and switched the machine on. Her speeder huffed and lifted itself off the ground. As she slid goggles over her head, in the corner of her eye, she noticed the smallest mountain in the range was moving forward. Eight-panel comic page. PANEL 01 WIDE PANEL showing a buff man, GYRO BRONSON, standing between a young woman, HELENA HATHAWAY, and a BEAST rising out of the ocean, something halfway between a Komodo Dragon and a coral reef. The two humans are standing at a beach at sunset. NARRATIVE BOX: THE PLANET VADRIA, AT DUSK! NARRATIVE BOX: OUR HERO, GYRO BRONSON, HAVING ESCAPED THE UNDERSEA KINGDOM WITH HIS LADY LOVE, HELENA HATHAWAY, FINDS HIMSELF FACE-TO-FACE WITH A TERRIBLE FOE! PANEL 02 Small panel of GYRO with HELENA looking terrified. HELENA: OH, GYRO! DO SOMETHING! GYRO: DON’T WORRY! WE’VE BEEN ON LAND LONG ENOUGH THAT THE SOLAR BATTERIES ON MY PLASMA PISTOL SHOULD BE CHARGED! PANEL 03 Small shot of GYRO taking a BLASTER off his hip. It shimmers as he readies it. GYRO: HALF-POWER?! THIS BETTER WORK! PANEL 04 Show GYRO blasting the BEAST and sending it reeling into the sea behind it. GYRO: TAKE THAT, MONSTER! SFX: BZAP! PANEL 05 Shot of the BEAST taking the brunt of the blast and reeling back into the sea behind it. SFX: BATCHOW! BEAST: SKEEEEEEE PANEL 06 Show HELENA and GYRO embracing as GYRO looks on at the smouldering beast’s body in the foreground. He looks firm, but also remorseful. HELENA: OH, GYRO, YOU DID IT! GYRO: ALL IN A DAY’S WORK. PANEL 07 Panel showing a retrofuturist SHUTTLE flying close to the ground, nearing a hillside. HELENA [from off]: GYRO, LOOK! IT’S THE GALAHAD! THE OTHERS FOUND US! GYRO [from off]: WE BETTER GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE TROUBLE SHOWS UP! PANEL 08 Long panel of GYRO and HELENA running to the ship as a pair of lobster-humanoids crawl out of the rocks. GYRO: UH-OH! CRAYMEN! HELENA: OH, WHY’D YOU HAVE TO SAY THAT, GYRO! NARRATIVE BOX: NEXT WEEK: THE CLAWS OF CARNAGE!
November 13, 2025 at 1:34 PM
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sffmagazines.bsky.social
You heard Clarkesworld. Go buy Subterranean Press ebooks direct from their site and show them your support during a time of Amazon fuckery (it's almost always a time of Amazon fuckery of course).
clarkesworldmagazine.com Clarkesworld @clarkesworldmagazine.com · 23h
Wishing our friends at Subterranean Press the best of luck while they work with Amazon to get this straightened out. You can also buy their ebooks direct from them at subterraneanpress.com. (Cutting Amazon out of the picture.)
subpress.bsky.social Subterranean Press @subpress.bsky.social · 23h
A quick note on the availability of our ebooks...
November 13, 2025 at 1:18 PM
robertinthewires.bsky.social
Fixed the download link on Itch!
robertinthewires.bsky.social Robert In The Wires || Mr. 404 @robertinthewires.bsky.social · 10h
NEW BOOK JUST DROPPED

Want a space opera novelette about life after an interstellar rebellion, written by me and with seven stellar comic pages by @ryanhowe.bsky.social?

Go read THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF GYRO BRONSON!
robertislostinthewires.itch.io/the-last-wil...
ko-fi.com/s/244938e18a
A shot of a planet with two moons and a sun orbiting it. The text around it reads "THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF GYRO BRONSON. ROBERT IVENIUK. ILLUSTRATED BY RYAN HOWE." Black and white text. Reads: The mountains would be migrating soon. It was clear by the way the snow and boulders rolled off their peaks and the birds flew from their stony backs. If Talisa squinted, she could see them shift in place, teetering as though they were about to topple over. In truth, their countless root-like legs were wrestling themselves from the soft soil. Before long, they would begin their long march to find new stretches of earth to plant themselves. Talisa wished she could have stayed to watch them leave. Mountains only migrated once every hundred or so years. The last time she saw one move, she was a child, and too young to appreciate their majesty. Not that her parents let her get close enough to do so. From the safety of their colony, they watched the mountain by their colony shuffle mindlessly eastward, knocking over trees and ambling through Liberation Lake, while Talisa and her parents were safe behind blast-proof windows at least ten feet thick. Other moments from that day did not come to her as clearly. Her father insisted she cried and waved goodbye to the giant living rock. Why she didn’t remember that, who could say? She rested by her speeder as its hydrobattery finished charging in the river. The trees swayed in a calm breeze. Puffy seeds rode by on a gust of air, rooting themselves on a mossy outcrop in the distance. A mothbat settled on the long stem of a flower with prismatic petals, colours shifting as the light danced along its sharpened petals. Birdsongs and the babbling of the creek behind her tickled her ears. It was soon interrupted by the chime of her battery, and an electronic voice calling out “Fully Charged.” Kicking herself off the speeder, she trudged over. The top half of the battery, a brass ring angled upward for her to grasp, breached the surface of the water. From beneath the stream came a radiant cyan light, and a low hum. [editor's note: the rest of the description will continue on Page 3!] [editor's note: due to character limits, I moved some of the alt text from Page 2 to Page 3.] Without hesitating, she stepped one foot into the waters and reached over to collect the bulky, lantern-shaped fuel cell. After a thorough towelling to ensure it didn’t short out the vehicle’s insides, she loaded it in. Please, not like last time, she said to herself. Internal processors revved up and her ride was alive again. The speeder evoked the image of a wingless, legless bird, and when its headlamps and side-lights flashed on, the steel body appeared as though it was decorated with feathers. Fishing her gloves from her pockets and the flight jacket off of the duskox-leather seat, Officer Cadet Talisa Severn put herself behind the handlebars and switched the machine on. Her speeder huffed and lifted itself off the ground. As she slid goggles over her head, in the corner of her eye, she noticed the smallest mountain in the range was moving forward. Eight-panel comic page. PANEL 01 WIDE PANEL showing a buff man, GYRO BRONSON, standing between a young woman, HELENA HATHAWAY, and a BEAST rising out of the ocean, something halfway between a Komodo Dragon and a coral reef. The two humans are standing at a beach at sunset. NARRATIVE BOX: THE PLANET VADRIA, AT DUSK! NARRATIVE BOX: OUR HERO, GYRO BRONSON, HAVING ESCAPED THE UNDERSEA KINGDOM WITH HIS LADY LOVE, HELENA HATHAWAY, FINDS HIMSELF FACE-TO-FACE WITH A TERRIBLE FOE! PANEL 02 Small panel of GYRO with HELENA looking terrified. HELENA: OH, GYRO! DO SOMETHING! GYRO: DON’T WORRY! WE’VE BEEN ON LAND LONG ENOUGH THAT THE SOLAR BATTERIES ON MY PLASMA PISTOL SHOULD BE CHARGED! PANEL 03 Small shot of GYRO taking a BLASTER off his hip. It shimmers as he readies it. GYRO: HALF-POWER?! THIS BETTER WORK! PANEL 04 Show GYRO blasting the BEAST and sending it reeling into the sea behind it. GYRO: TAKE THAT, MONSTER! SFX: BZAP! PANEL 05 Shot of the BEAST taking the brunt of the blast and reeling back into the sea behind it. SFX: BATCHOW! BEAST: SKEEEEEEE PANEL 06 Show HELENA and GYRO embracing as GYRO looks on at the smouldering beast’s body in the foreground. He looks firm, but also remorseful. HELENA: OH, GYRO, YOU DID IT! GYRO: ALL IN A DAY’S WORK. PANEL 07 Panel showing a retrofuturist SHUTTLE flying close to the ground, nearing a hillside. HELENA [from off]: GYRO, LOOK! IT’S THE GALAHAD! THE OTHERS FOUND US! GYRO [from off]: WE BETTER GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE TROUBLE SHOWS UP! PANEL 08 Long panel of GYRO and HELENA running to the ship as a pair of lobster-humanoids crawl out of the rocks. GYRO: UH-OH! CRAYMEN! HELENA: OH, WHY’D YOU HAVE TO SAY THAT, GYRO! NARRATIVE BOX: NEXT WEEK: THE CLAWS OF CARNAGE!
November 13, 2025 at 1:11 PM
robertinthewires.bsky.social
Want a physical copy? Come see me at Table 215B alongside Lucas Nemeth at the Mississauga Comic Expo this coming Saturday. See you there!!

#mcx2025 #mcx
campaign.mississauga.ca/mississauga-...
November 13, 2025 at 4:16 AM
robertinthewires.bsky.social
NEW BOOK JUST DROPPED

Want a space opera novelette about life after an interstellar rebellion, written by me and with seven stellar comic pages by @ryanhowe.bsky.social?

Go read THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF GYRO BRONSON!
robertislostinthewires.itch.io/the-last-wil...
ko-fi.com/s/244938e18a
A shot of a planet with two moons and a sun orbiting it. The text around it reads "THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF GYRO BRONSON. ROBERT IVENIUK. ILLUSTRATED BY RYAN HOWE." Black and white text. Reads: The mountains would be migrating soon. It was clear by the way the snow and boulders rolled off their peaks and the birds flew from their stony backs. If Talisa squinted, she could see them shift in place, teetering as though they were about to topple over. In truth, their countless root-like legs were wrestling themselves from the soft soil. Before long, they would begin their long march to find new stretches of earth to plant themselves. Talisa wished she could have stayed to watch them leave. Mountains only migrated once every hundred or so years. The last time she saw one move, she was a child, and too young to appreciate their majesty. Not that her parents let her get close enough to do so. From the safety of their colony, they watched the mountain by their colony shuffle mindlessly eastward, knocking over trees and ambling through Liberation Lake, while Talisa and her parents were safe behind blast-proof windows at least ten feet thick. Other moments from that day did not come to her as clearly. Her father insisted she cried and waved goodbye to the giant living rock. Why she didn’t remember that, who could say? She rested by her speeder as its hydrobattery finished charging in the river. The trees swayed in a calm breeze. Puffy seeds rode by on a gust of air, rooting themselves on a mossy outcrop in the distance. A mothbat settled on the long stem of a flower with prismatic petals, colours shifting as the light danced along its sharpened petals. Birdsongs and the babbling of the creek behind her tickled her ears. It was soon interrupted by the chime of her battery, and an electronic voice calling out “Fully Charged.” Kicking herself off the speeder, she trudged over. The top half of the battery, a brass ring angled upward for her to grasp, breached the surface of the water. From beneath the stream came a radiant cyan light, and a low hum. [editor's note: the rest of the description will continue on Page 3!] [editor's note: due to character limits, I moved some of the alt text from Page 2 to Page 3.] Without hesitating, she stepped one foot into the waters and reached over to collect the bulky, lantern-shaped fuel cell. After a thorough towelling to ensure it didn’t short out the vehicle’s insides, she loaded it in. Please, not like last time, she said to herself. Internal processors revved up and her ride was alive again. The speeder evoked the image of a wingless, legless bird, and when its headlamps and side-lights flashed on, the steel body appeared as though it was decorated with feathers. Fishing her gloves from her pockets and the flight jacket off of the duskox-leather seat, Officer Cadet Talisa Severn put herself behind the handlebars and switched the machine on. Her speeder huffed and lifted itself off the ground. As she slid goggles over her head, in the corner of her eye, she noticed the smallest mountain in the range was moving forward. Eight-panel comic page. PANEL 01 WIDE PANEL showing a buff man, GYRO BRONSON, standing between a young woman, HELENA HATHAWAY, and a BEAST rising out of the ocean, something halfway between a Komodo Dragon and a coral reef. The two humans are standing at a beach at sunset. NARRATIVE BOX: THE PLANET VADRIA, AT DUSK! NARRATIVE BOX: OUR HERO, GYRO BRONSON, HAVING ESCAPED THE UNDERSEA KINGDOM WITH HIS LADY LOVE, HELENA HATHAWAY, FINDS HIMSELF FACE-TO-FACE WITH A TERRIBLE FOE! PANEL 02 Small panel of GYRO with HELENA looking terrified. HELENA: OH, GYRO! DO SOMETHING! GYRO: DON’T WORRY! WE’VE BEEN ON LAND LONG ENOUGH THAT THE SOLAR BATTERIES ON MY PLASMA PISTOL SHOULD BE CHARGED! PANEL 03 Small shot of GYRO taking a BLASTER off his hip. It shimmers as he readies it. GYRO: HALF-POWER?! THIS BETTER WORK! PANEL 04 Show GYRO blasting the BEAST and sending it reeling into the sea behind it. GYRO: TAKE THAT, MONSTER! SFX: BZAP! PANEL 05 Shot of the BEAST taking the brunt of the blast and reeling back into the sea behind it. SFX: BATCHOW! BEAST: SKEEEEEEE PANEL 06 Show HELENA and GYRO embracing as GYRO looks on at the smouldering beast’s body in the foreground. He looks firm, but also remorseful. HELENA: OH, GYRO, YOU DID IT! GYRO: ALL IN A DAY’S WORK. PANEL 07 Panel showing a retrofuturist SHUTTLE flying close to the ground, nearing a hillside. HELENA [from off]: GYRO, LOOK! IT’S THE GALAHAD! THE OTHERS FOUND US! GYRO [from off]: WE BETTER GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE TROUBLE SHOWS UP! PANEL 08 Long panel of GYRO and HELENA running to the ship as a pair of lobster-humanoids crawl out of the rocks. GYRO: UH-OH! CRAYMEN! HELENA: OH, WHY’D YOU HAVE TO SAY THAT, GYRO! NARRATIVE BOX: NEXT WEEK: THE CLAWS OF CARNAGE!
November 13, 2025 at 4:13 AM
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veryimportant.lawyer
Jeffrey Epstein the first person to ever confess to a crime in Wingdings
November 13, 2025 at 1:07 AM
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annahollinrake.com
SHOUT OUT RENAN PORTO 👑👑👑👑
lucas11.bsky.social Luke Mel Lups 🍂 @lucas11.bsky.social · 21h
"Not even in my wildest dreams did I imagine that one day I would paint a picture of hot Bowser for official material, announced by Miyamoto himself. 😭 I laughed so hard in disbelief while painting, you have no idea lol"
post from Renan Porto's twitter, the post says "É Brasiiiiil 🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷 Nem nos meus sonhos mais malucos eu imaginei que um dia faria uma pintura do Bowser gostosão para um material oficial, anunciado pelo Miyamoto em pessoa. 😭 Eu ri tanto de descrença enquanto pintava, vcs nao tem idea kkkk" attached to the post is a screencap from the Super Mario Galaxy Movie trailer of Bowser holding a painting of Buff Bowser with Princess Peach
November 12, 2025 at 6:25 PM
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noah.ixnoah.live
In Super Mario Galaxy, the stars on the letters of the logo spell "u r mr gay", while for the movie it says "he mr gay". This is because you are watching Mario, not playing him.
November 12, 2025 at 2:15 PM
robertinthewires.bsky.social
I hope Ruri Rocks paves the way for even more niche anime that hype up ordinary professions using cute anime girls. Where are my Trade School Waifus, you cowards.
November 12, 2025 at 6:17 PM
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shemeiart.bsky.social
It's so discouraging to post art when you see how fucked up the ratio of like to repost is. Just please, do the second click, it's literally few seconds and does so much more for struggling artists.
Doodle of my sona Meh pointing at repost/reblog button with their finger. There is "this one is important" written near them.
November 11, 2025 at 8:05 PM
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thwphipps.bsky.social
My last word on the matter
a tweet from 2020: (james bond being beaten up by a goon) GOON: bond you will maintain continuity BOND: Never GOON: the year is 2020 and you're roughly forty five, you were born around 1975 BOND: *spits out blood* i was a sea captain in world war two and i've been to space GOON: you son of a bitch
November 11, 2025 at 2:27 PM
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jeffvandermeer.bsky.social
Reminder: If you use generative AI for *any of your writing tasks* you are a Slopper not a writer and should be ashamed of yourself. The end.
November 11, 2025 at 6:17 PM
robertinthewires.bsky.social
Rachel Gilmore should've gotten some recognition for this. She's been following these toads for a long while. CBC referenced her work and didn't credit her, even though her research put her in the crosshairs of some dangerous organizations.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=f9dL...
November 11, 2025 at 6:39 PM
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molgannardpress.bsky.social
Almost $17K raised for Palestinian children with the Palestinian Children's Relief - TTRPG Bundle for PCRF! Thank you to everyone who organized with me and to everyone who contributed! Free Palestine!
November 11, 2025 at 6:35 PM
robertinthewires.bsky.social
"You need to do a gender-inclusive land acknowledgement before they let you order a latte, at least I think so, I haven't been outside since 2012, please laugh it's so dark and cold"
jakemgrumbach.bsky.social Jake Grumbach @jakemgrumbach.bsky.social · 2d
the hipsters, they’re ordering double frufru mocha soy frappuccino. doesn’t anybody order a black coffee anymore
Jarvis @jarvis_best -14h What's the mood on Bluesky? 236 t797 2.6K Ill 402K On the Edge Nate Silver Nate Silver v @NateSilver538 X.com They're too busy burning American Eagle jeans at socially distanced bonfires to have noticed that the shutdown ended. 6:43 PM • 11/9/25 • 402K Views
November 10, 2025 at 7:16 PM
robertinthewires.bsky.social
It's my birthday and I hope you got me a circulatory system walking through my kitchen.
ianzpotter.bsky.social Ian Potter @ianzpotter.bsky.social · 3d
Happy There Is A Circulatory System Walking Through The Kitchen Day to all who celebrate.
It's an artistic representation of a circulatory system walking through a kitchen, as drawn by Dave Gibbons and written about by Alan Moore. It happens a lot 'round here.
November 10, 2025 at 12:40 PM
robertinthewires.bsky.social
[Hbomberguy voice] FIFTEEN THOUSAND DOLLARS

Only one day and 12 hours left to raise another $35000 for the Palestinian Children's Relief Fund! Come get 243 TTRPG books and pages from this great bundle for $10.

#ttrpg #freepalestine #pcrf
molgannardpress.bsky.social Molgannard Press 🇵🇸 @molgannardpress.bsky.social · 21d
The Palestinian Children's Relief - TTRPG Bundle for PCRF is live! Come support Palestinian children and get a ton of TTRPG and Pring/Play titles for $10! itch.io/b/3299/pales...

Free Palestine!
Palestinian Children's Relief - TTRPG Bundle for PCRF by Molgannard Press and 102 others
Palestinian Children's Relief - TTRPG Bundle for PCRF: 243 items for $10.00
itch.io
November 9, 2025 at 7:52 PM
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martiancrossbow.itch.io
You can get over 250 games right now by donating 10 US$ to the Palestinian Children's Relief Fund!
Organized by @molgannardpress.bsky.social

itch.io/b/3299/pales...
https://itch.io/b/3299/palestinian-childrens-relief-ttrpg-bundle-for-pcrf
t.co
November 9, 2025 at 5:27 AM
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rustyshackles.bsky.social
November 7, 2025 at 2:04 AM
robertinthewires.bsky.social
THIRTEEN THOUSAND DOLLARS RAISED

Three days left to raise an additional $37K for the Palestinian Children's Relief Fund. Can we do it, folks!?

#pcrf #ttrpg #freepalestine
molgannardpress.bsky.social Molgannard Press 🇵🇸 @molgannardpress.bsky.social · 21d
The Palestinian Children's Relief - TTRPG Bundle for PCRF is live! Come support Palestinian children and get a ton of TTRPG and Pring/Play titles for $10! itch.io/b/3299/pales...

Free Palestine!
Palestinian Children's Relief - TTRPG Bundle for PCRF by Molgannard Press and 102 others
Palestinian Children's Relief - TTRPG Bundle for PCRF: 243 items for $10.00
itch.io
November 8, 2025 at 1:53 AM
robertinthewires.bsky.social
Alright. Off to go climb some glaciers and hunt for Viking treasures. Stay safe and stay golden, BlueSky.
November 2, 2025 at 9:03 PM
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oliver-moore.bsky.social
Funny. So apparently Metrolinx is happy to have its people talk to the media — as long as it’s not about the building or operation of transit
November 2, 2025 at 6:46 PM
robertinthewires.bsky.social
Whenever someone I Don't know reads one of my books and says they enjoy it, that's success. Cash flow and follower count mean nothing to me. I need to know if something I wrote resonated with someone in a positive way.
charliestickney.bsky.social Charlie Stickney @charliestickney.bsky.social · 15d
Comic creators, what is success for you?

For me, it's having built an audience that empowers me to tell a long-form story. By January we'll have completed the equivalent of 35 DM issues of the White Ash Saga. Not many indie series reach those #'s. And we're just getting started.
We're not alone...
November 2, 2025 at 7:18 PM
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rifuhata.bsky.social
Today is my 26th B'day ( ´ ꒳ ` ) Thank you for being here with me
Repost is the best gift for an artist
November 2, 2025 at 3:08 PM