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"Have you finished the Siren Head fan art?" 'Sure did. Real fuckin sexy just like you asked.' "what." Siren Head is depicted in dark woods at night. A spotlight illuminates its figure against a tree in the foreground.
Characters Bouba and Kiki posing heroically in the style of an epic fantasy illustration. Bouba is round and soft and she wields a mace. Kiki is sharp and angular and wields a sword.
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Audio from Home Movies Season 1 Episode 3 "The Art of the Sucker Punch". Video from Sherlock Holmes 2: A Game of Shadows
Space Godzilla design with multiple arms. A one-eyed alien face leers from its abdomen.
Monster X slides back from impact, leaving a storm of debris and sparks in its wake.
Baragon drinking from a lake.
Fanart sketch of Hedorah, the smog monster, reimagined as a multi-armed alien with eyes peering from within its body. The scene is set on a desolate parking lot at night.
A floating doll shrouded in a shawl. It's dark outside.
Fanart of 'Incidents Around the House: A Novel' by Josh Malerman. Other Mommy sits on the edge of your bed. Dark hair covers the back of her arms. "Can I go into your heart?" she asks.
Fanart of 'Incidents Around the House: A Novel' by Josh Malerman. You are in a child's bedroom. Other Mommy is getting closer.
Fanart of 'Incidents Around the House: A Novel' by Josh Malerman. Other Mommy looks at you through the closet doors. "Hello there, and who are you?" she asks.
Fanart of William Peter Blatty's 'The Exorcist.' (Regan Teresa MacNeil) Adjusted to look like a crushed jpeg using the After Effects Plugin 'HEISEI.'
Fanart of William Peter Blatty's 'The Exorcist.' (Pazuzu) Adjusted to look like a crushed jpeg using the After Effects Plugin 'HEISEI.'
Fanart of Pyramid Head from Silent Hill 2. Adjusted to look like a crushed jpeg using the After Effects Plugin 'HEISEI.'
Fanart of the bubble head nurse enemy from Silent Hill 2. Adjusted to look like a crushed jpeg using the After Effects Plugin 'HEISEI.'
Fanart of the Empty Man (2020). Adjusted to look like a crushed jpeg using the After Effects Plugin 'HEISEI.'
Eyeless Jack stands in front of a doorway. Adjusted to look like a crushed jpeg using the After Effects Plugin 'HEISEI.'
The warrior of light, Ultraman. Adjusted to look like a crushed jpeg using the After Effects Plugin 'HEISEI.'
Gamera. Adjusted to look like a crushed jpeg using the After Effects Plugin 'HEISEI.'
Fan art of Space Godzilla: The Void Invader. Adjusted to look like a crushed jpeg using the After Effects Plugin 'HEISEI.' Crowned by a black hole and baptized by space radiation.
Hellhound Golgatha aflame and amidst a winter landscape. Her battle axe is slung over her left shoulder. The full moon rises from behind.
Watto
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Something has changed. The head is slightly above the sea floor compared to our last expedition dive.
It is amazing to think that there seems to be nothing but a little water between us and God.
-8/6/1854 Nobody dares to go above deck. I can hear (illegible) The captain is (The next two paragraphs are illegible) We realized too late that the beast makes its way on board in the middle of the night. It has gotten bolder the more victims it claims. I do not want to see it, but I can feel its agonizing body mass. A writhing squirm that can be heard all around us. [The following 2 pages are too damaged to read]
-8/5/1854 Isaiah died this morning. Four crew men have been afflicted with the same blindness and two more on deck have seemingly deserted. The rest of the emigrant crew and I are doing our best in taking care of those impaired. We're all so scared and exhausted. My health has worsened, I can barely make my way around the corridors. The captain is charting our course to land on the nearest shore. Although I worry that he may have only announced this to calm our nerves. We are too far away from everything.
-8/3/1854 Isaiah was found screaming on the upper deck, stricken by some sort of blindness. The doctor managed to (illegible) His grandfather is devastated. When I sat by Isaiah's side, he was able to describe to me the last thing he witnessed. He had glimpsed something in the water that he presumed was a (illegible) when inspecting it closer, he could see that it was a large pale head peeking from the water. The moment he met its gaze (illegible) His eyes are a milky white film. How could simply locking eyes with any creature on this Earth cause such a powerful level of blindness? I dare not look through the port holes. I must warn the captain.
-7/31/1854 Could not write yesterday. It rained all day - did not get on deck at all. Through the portholes I could sense the presence of something large staring back at me but could not see anything through the pitch black sea. The sea sickness and cramped spaces of the lower decks have worsened my health and cause me to have morbid imaginings. Hopefully by tomorrow I will be above deck again to take in some much needed fresh air and sun. At least I have my duties.
-7/29/1854 A public auction was held on board following the disappearance of our poor Jacob. It is assumed that he might have gone overboard during the night. He took no provisions with him and all of the life boats are accounted for. There were no signs of anything amiss prior to his vanishing. It is an old custom at sea that when any body dies on board or deserts the ship, all of their possessions are sold by auction to the highest bidder. The captain accounts for the proceeds of the sale to the lawful inheritors at Liverpool. Jacob had no relatives accompany him to New York. I took Jacob's violin. I am fairly decent at it and the music does good for morale at nights, when the only company we look forward to sharing is with the rats. I am not as good as Jacob was.
-7/27/1854 misty and humid. Jacob regaled to me the time that he spotted a mermaid on this very vessel three days ago. Such superstitious fancies are reserved for tots. Though, I had never seen a whale before Sunday and I admit to the sense of newfound awe in witnessing a previously imagined animal for the first time... Fancies reserved for tots. He should stick to expressing his creative musings through his violin. To his credit, his mer-folk tales did amuse some of the younger emigrant children, so my point stands. [The following page is too damaged to read]
-7/23/1854 Sunny with a relaxing breeze. A pod of humpback whales were visible on the western side of the ship, which I managed to see through the portholes. Such beautiful creatures to grace all of God's creation! I am enamored by all manner of sea life and find them utterly fascinating. The captain told (illegible) [The following 3 pages are too damaged to read]
-7/22/1854 Clear skies. Today is my 21st birthday. Per the occasion, I was generously given a piece of ship's biscuit by Jacob, one of my cabin mates. I have yet to find my appetite, so I gave my share to Isaiah. Spent most of the morning meeting many a pleasant acquaintance on board the Seriphus. We are all looking forward to reaching New York in the next thirty days. Perhaps even sooner, weather permitting.
(an image of waterlogged journals inside a wooden chest). We brought back a chest containing cabin logs from a man named Samuel Wyeth. Some of the pages are damaged, but we are able to restore 9 entries that could give us valuable insight into how the crew managed to carry a 30ft statue onto the Seriphus.