Jeremy didn't like what was happening. He spent ten years working in a toy factory, but now, being there gave him the creeps.
It all started so innocently, as all bad things do. His factory made a toy: a plush tentacle faced thing – Tulu, or something. Jeremy thought it was a stupid idea, but who he was, to argue with the higher-ups? And the squid-faced thing sold better than anything the company produced before. Then came the others: flasks, lunch boxes, even a toy model of some sunken city. Now they were making action figures: horrible little things, each with too many mouths, eyes, or tentacles, stared at him from the shelves of th
Mister Waite, a collector of all things peculiar and bizarre, always prized himself on his extensive collection of magic tomes and other occult paraphernalia. The immense redwood bookshelves of his library housed not only such common texts as "Seventh seal of Solomon" or "Pseudomonarchia Daemonum", but also other magic books far rarer: he owned the accursed play "The King in Yellow", two different editions of Liber Ivonis, the medieval manuscript of "De Vermis Misteriis" and even the original German edition of "Unaussprechlichen Kulten". He didn't bother reading those books, though: both because most of them were written in languages he neve
Jeremy didn't like what was happening. He spent ten years working in a toy factory, but now, being there gave him the creeps.
It all started so innocently, as all bad things do. His factory made a toy: a plush tentacle faced thing – Tulu, or something. Jeremy thought it was a stupid idea, but who he was, to argue with the higher-ups? And the squid-faced thing sold better than anything the company produced before. Then came the others: flasks, lunch boxes, even a toy model of some sunken city. Now they were making action figures: horrible little things, each with too many mouths, eyes, or tentacles, stared at him from the shelves of th
Mister Waite, a collector of all things peculiar and bizarre, always prized himself on his extensive collection of magic tomes and other occult paraphernalia. The immense redwood bookshelves of his library housed not only such common texts as "Seventh seal of Solomon" or "Pseudomonarchia Daemonum", but also other magic books far rarer: he owned the accursed play "The King in Yellow", two different editions of Liber Ivonis, the medieval manuscript of "De Vermis Misteriis" and even the original German edition of "Unaussprechlichen Kulten". He didn't bother reading those books, though: both because most of them were written in languages he neve
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Whether they be a baker, painter, or candlestick maker, every artisan has their own set of tools.
The strategic slice of a chef’s knife, the perfectly placed stroke of a painter’s brush, the forensic eye of a camera lens, each bends to the will of their master. But the artist must first learn to tame each of their tools before they will do their bidding. Hundreds of hours spent between artist and instrument builds the foundation needed for th
Currently I am studying in Vilnius University RSTC (Centre for Study and Research of Religion), and working on magister's thesis (Influence of popular culture upon mythology of new religious movements). I also spend some of my free time drawing and writing.
Favourite Visual Artist
Mike Mignola, Albrecht Durer and Aaraon Diaz of Dresden Codak
Favourite Books
Speculative fiction: all kinds of.
Favourite Writers
Too much to list...
Favourite Games
The Elder Scrolls 3: Morrowind
Favourite Gaming Platform
PC
Tools of the Trade
Mechanical pencil, Letraset markers, Wacom Intuos manga tablet