You tell me I'm not a mechanic.
September 14, 2025 at 11:21 PM
You tell me I'm not a mechanic.
Hanging this on his balcony.
September 13, 2025 at 2:57 PM
Hanging this on his balcony.
"There's a chasm, between your lived experience and that of your subjects.
I don't think I'm comfortable with it."
I don't think I'm comfortable with it."
September 13, 2025 at 12:05 PM
"There's a chasm, between your lived experience and that of your subjects.
I don't think I'm comfortable with it."
I don't think I'm comfortable with it."
Little dream- what?
September 13, 2025 at 11:25 AM
Little dream- what?
"Knowledge is useful in itself. Add it to your cv and send it here.
They'll tell you they're a " historical logistics" company. Just play along
They'll tell you they're a " historical logistics" company. Just play along
September 13, 2025 at 11:01 AM
"Knowledge is useful in itself. Add it to your cv and send it here.
They'll tell you they're a " historical logistics" company. Just play along
They'll tell you they're a " historical logistics" company. Just play along
"It ain't about fear.
Do ya' really wanna be what someone else made you?"
Do ya' really wanna be what someone else made you?"
September 13, 2025 at 10:24 AM
"It ain't about fear.
Do ya' really wanna be what someone else made you?"
Do ya' really wanna be what someone else made you?"
"Yo, cat lady, since when what?
Also hey, Wade."
Also hey, Wade."
September 11, 2025 at 7:54 PM
"Yo, cat lady, since when what?
Also hey, Wade."
Also hey, Wade."
"And you haven't checked?"
It's clear he's judging her. His eyes squint, the warm, fiery glow intensifies.
But nothing comes of it. As he ducks to check for tracks. His own, far deeper, hoof shaped.
It's clear he's judging her. His eyes squint, the warm, fiery glow intensifies.
But nothing comes of it. As he ducks to check for tracks. His own, far deeper, hoof shaped.
September 11, 2025 at 7:44 PM
"And you haven't checked?"
It's clear he's judging her. His eyes squint, the warm, fiery glow intensifies.
But nothing comes of it. As he ducks to check for tracks. His own, far deeper, hoof shaped.
It's clear he's judging her. His eyes squint, the warm, fiery glow intensifies.
But nothing comes of it. As he ducks to check for tracks. His own, far deeper, hoof shaped.
// don't let me edit.
September 11, 2025 at 3:15 PM
// don't let me edit.
"...
Phenomenon."
Okay, smartass.
"I'm gonna assume it's a sort of hypnosis then. You got someone to look at the thing?
Honestly, Like off-brand Joker."
Phenomenon."
Okay, smartass.
"I'm gonna assume it's a sort of hypnosis then. You got someone to look at the thing?
Honestly, Like off-brand Joker."
September 11, 2025 at 11:44 AM
"...
Phenomenon."
Okay, smartass.
"I'm gonna assume it's a sort of hypnosis then. You got someone to look at the thing?
Honestly, Like off-brand Joker."
Phenomenon."
Okay, smartass.
"I'm gonna assume it's a sort of hypnosis then. You got someone to look at the thing?
Honestly, Like off-brand Joker."
"The two ton devil going around eating people I just mentioned, Nightwing."
September 11, 2025 at 11:34 AM
"The two ton devil going around eating people I just mentioned, Nightwing."
"Hellboy.
Actual name. From the fourties. You know how they were. You good kid?"
He's still focused. Oscuro has triggered his inquisitive nature.
Actual name. From the fourties. You know how they were. You good kid?"
He's still focused. Oscuro has triggered his inquisitive nature.
September 11, 2025 at 11:22 AM
"Hellboy.
Actual name. From the fourties. You know how they were. You good kid?"
He's still focused. Oscuro has triggered his inquisitive nature.
Actual name. From the fourties. You know how they were. You good kid?"
He's still focused. Oscuro has triggered his inquisitive nature.
"On dad's side."
He bluntly speaks, puffing out a ring of smoke.
"C'mon, ya had to know we existed."
He bluntly speaks, puffing out a ring of smoke.
"C'mon, ya had to know we existed."
September 11, 2025 at 11:19 AM
"On dad's side."
He bluntly speaks, puffing out a ring of smoke.
"C'mon, ya had to know we existed."
He bluntly speaks, puffing out a ring of smoke.
"C'mon, ya had to know we existed."
September 11, 2025 at 10:56 AM
"Call them."
A bluntly spoken, if gentle command. Pieces are slowly fitting in the Hellboy's head.
A bluntly spoken, if gentle command. Pieces are slowly fitting in the Hellboy's head.
September 11, 2025 at 10:51 AM
"Call them."
A bluntly spoken, if gentle command. Pieces are slowly fitting in the Hellboy's head.
A bluntly spoken, if gentle command. Pieces are slowly fitting in the Hellboy's head.
"Mhm. Mhm."
The smaller, left hand, reaches for a notebook, laid open on the stone hand's back as he begins to write on it.
"I see. You ain't got many neighbours. It's unlikely you'd know.
What's the nearest body of sweetwater? Do you have friends or family?"
The smaller, left hand, reaches for a notebook, laid open on the stone hand's back as he begins to write on it.
"I see. You ain't got many neighbours. It's unlikely you'd know.
What's the nearest body of sweetwater? Do you have friends or family?"
September 11, 2025 at 10:44 AM
"Mhm. Mhm."
The smaller, left hand, reaches for a notebook, laid open on the stone hand's back as he begins to write on it.
"I see. You ain't got many neighbours. It's unlikely you'd know.
What's the nearest body of sweetwater? Do you have friends or family?"
The smaller, left hand, reaches for a notebook, laid open on the stone hand's back as he begins to write on it.
"I see. You ain't got many neighbours. It's unlikely you'd know.
What's the nearest body of sweetwater? Do you have friends or family?"
"Alright. Time for grub, fellas, let's see;
Elvis
Prince
Jacko
Anita
Madonna
Kiss
Megadeth
Seven
Boyle
Boss
Platters
Mitzy...
Elvis
Prince
Jacko
Anita
Madonna
Kiss
Megadeth
Seven
Boyle
Boss
Platters
Mitzy...
September 11, 2025 at 10:41 AM
"Alright. Time for grub, fellas, let's see;
Elvis
Prince
Jacko
Anita
Madonna
Kiss
Megadeth
Seven
Boyle
Boss
Platters
Mitzy...
Elvis
Prince
Jacko
Anita
Madonna
Kiss
Megadeth
Seven
Boyle
Boss
Platters
Mitzy...
"..."
A few moments of silence. Before clearing his throat.
A fridge like red man, of shaven horns, red skin, and glowing ember-like eyes scans her.
"Colorful lot...
Mornin'. Been hearing about a Kelpie near here. You know if anybody's been vanishing near the water lately?"
A few moments of silence. Before clearing his throat.
A fridge like red man, of shaven horns, red skin, and glowing ember-like eyes scans her.
"Colorful lot...
Mornin'. Been hearing about a Kelpie near here. You know if anybody's been vanishing near the water lately?"
September 11, 2025 at 10:38 AM
"..."
A few moments of silence. Before clearing his throat.
A fridge like red man, of shaven horns, red skin, and glowing ember-like eyes scans her.
"Colorful lot...
Mornin'. Been hearing about a Kelpie near here. You know if anybody's been vanishing near the water lately?"
A few moments of silence. Before clearing his throat.
A fridge like red man, of shaven horns, red skin, and glowing ember-like eyes scans her.
"Colorful lot...
Mornin'. Been hearing about a Kelpie near here. You know if anybody's been vanishing near the water lately?"
"MOTHERFUCKER, YOUR MASK ISN'T HOW YOU LOOK, IT'S A MASK."
September 11, 2025 at 12:10 AM
"MOTHERFUCKER, YOUR MASK ISN'T HOW YOU LOOK, IT'S A MASK."
September 11, 2025 at 12:07 AM
"I've no clue who any of those are, good luck with it though."
September 10, 2025 at 11:52 PM
"I've no clue who any of those are, good luck with it though."
"No- what the fu- let me have my sub, man.
How'd you even find me?"
Indeed he is sitting outside a subway. Hellbie's way more normal than his appearance and profession invites.
Save the small army of cats following him.
How'd you even find me?"
Indeed he is sitting outside a subway. Hellbie's way more normal than his appearance and profession invites.
Save the small army of cats following him.
September 10, 2025 at 11:52 PM
"No- what the fu- let me have my sub, man.
How'd you even find me?"
Indeed he is sitting outside a subway. Hellbie's way more normal than his appearance and profession invites.
Save the small army of cats following him.
How'd you even find me?"
Indeed he is sitting outside a subway. Hellbie's way more normal than his appearance and profession invites.
Save the small army of cats following him.