Frankenstein - Frank Cho
Frankenstein - Frank Cho
𝕰𝖏𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊, 𝖋𝖆𝖗 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖞 𝖉𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖊
1.2.8 HALLOWEEN NIGHT/NOVEMBER 1st 5:11 AM
WARREN COUNTY, ILLINOIS
Start this story from the beginning:
As Raj Gudipati fiddled with his satellite TV, and as Lloyd and Lee Chumway left the carnage they had brought upon the hapless restauranteurs and employees of Jamie Lee’s Diner, and as a tow-truck driver was en route toward Hwy 47 to pick up the Tate family…Gabriel Couture pulled his big rig off the road, splashing unto the shoulder, and rubbing his eyes as yet another train of cop cars roared passed him with their lights on.
He yawned and looked at the clock on his Qualcomm. That’s like the twentieth cop I’ve seen since getting into Warren County, he thought. The clock read 05:11.
Gabriel brought his truck back unto the road and turned back up the radio. He pulled his faded White Sox hat off his head and tossed it in the passenger seat. The old lucky charm failed to bring victory today, he thought. That’s okay, there’s always next year.
“I love this song,” Gabriel said to himself, and turned up the radio even more.
Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end.
Letters I’ve written,
Never meaning to send.
At the precise moment the Moody Blues song on the radio in Gabriel’s truck came to an end, at the complete opposite end of Warren County, Brad Doyle lay sprawled out on sofa inside a single-wide trailer, with a cheap metal pot pipe on his lap accompanied by a remote control. The remote belonged to the television across the room. It was still on. A Japanese man was displaying how his knives could cut through ten cans while a pretty blonde girl in a red dress clapped and smiled. Brad saw none of this. He was dead asleep with his mouth open as the storm roared on outside the thin trailer windows.
A small pantry, kitchenette, and bathroom separated the living area from the bedroom. If the kids in the trailer had any recollection of what a phone booth looked like, they would find it comparable to the size of the bathroom that split the two halves of the trailer, which was nothing short of a glorified camper, and very close in proximity from the similar style single-wide trailer Diego Beltran lived in with his mother—and about two miles from where Gabriel Couture had built a modest four bedroom home for his family.
Inside the tiny paneled bedroom, Kyndra and Zoey were curled up in a ball together under the sheets, also passed out, but more of alcohol intoxication than marijuana. The keg at the party they had visited had played a hand in that.
Zoey held Kyndra in her arms, snoring through her hair matted face into her girlfriend’s ear as Kyndra clutched the pillow below her into a tight ball. Kyndra had shed her tattered clothing and was stark naked while Zoey had been utterly too tired to even change, let alone take off her shoes, which made a pretty funny scene: the redhead dressed like a cat clutching the bruised and bloodied naked girl in her arms under the sheets.
On the small nightstand beside the bed, next to a silver ashtray nearly filled to the brim with pot-seeds and stems, Kyndra’s phone lit up and began to vibrate across the chipped and dusty surface. As her body became aware of the hum of the vibrating phone, Kyndra moaned in her sleep and went to try and move but Zoey grunted and clutched her tighter, and this succeeded in Kyndra losing her will to want to move to answer her phone. The call went to voice-mail and when they woke up in the not too distant future, she would see that she had a MISSED CALL alert from Bucky.
Tales from the hole Dorohedoro vol 2
Writer: Q Hayashida
Artist: Q Hayashida
Hoes see my tower laboratory emitting strange lights and haunting sounds and just make all kinds of assumptions
Episode 47 of Let’s Play FEAR with @eldritch-enigma the finale
I will start working on the video review of it soon. That should be done within a weeks time I think. These do not take nearly as much hard work as my analytical reviews like my recent review of Halo ReachAfter that, I am going to LEt’s Play Resident Evil. The Dual Shock version of the Directors Cut. I will be streaming it to Twitch like I always do with single player games, and Dalton will watch and commentate with me. I have not beaten the game in about 6 years, and I do not know it ultra well, It should be fun, thoughIf you are wondering about the next in depth analytical review, it will be on Halo 4. I will start recording that game after we start the Resident Evil Let’s Play. I am looking forward to it. I like that game a lot.
Days 4-6 of Cryptids in July:
3-The Lone Pine Mountain Devil
Inferno (1980) dir. Dario Argento
Werewolf of London, 1935
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First 3 Days of Cryptids in July
3-Santa Lucia Dark Watchers
The Shining TV Spot in 1980
When we were young
The little beast
Monstr doodle bc o crave the monster gf >:)