🔞 Grim / Jesse

@grimechoes.bsky.social

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29 | he/him the artist formerly known for jimmy and the pulsating mass content now neck-deep in deltarune slop tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/grim-echoes strawpage: https://grimechoes.straw.page/

A door stands within the center of the image, cast entirely in saturated red. Two plaques adorn this door: a star, and a nameplate beneath it that says "SPAMTON". The door is open, casting light into the room where Spamton sits on the floor, back to the wall, eyes transfixed in terror at a barely visible hand emerging from the darkness where the light does not pierce. A smear of black blood trails upward to the site of the Thorn Ring on his left hand. Rose petals litter the carpet beside him alongside a phone, hanging off of the hook. On the wall is a 1997 edition calendar branded by Big Shot Autos, turned to the month of December.
Spamton and Tenna take stage on the far right of the image for a live show, lights blaring down at them and a shadowed audience cheering them on. They stand with arms raised in front of a large screen displaying the TV Time logo; Tenna flashes an award-winning smile for the audience while Spamton's attention is directed to the farthest left of the image where a man sits inconspicuously within the crowd close to the viewer. He seems pleased with Spamton's performance.
Spamton takes a ride around Cyber City in a sleek, modern sports car, the interior upholstery entirely fresh leather. Hanging from the rear view mirror is a pair of fuzzy dice representing red and green Pippins, and a Tenna bobble figure sits on the dashboard. It rains heavily and the streets are awash in myriad colors from the surrounding storefronts and advertising billboards. Spamton's face is visible in the rear view mirror and, behind him, the face of a man in shadow goes unnoticed. Or, perhaps there is no need to acknowledge him?
Spamton stands to the left in a brightly lit elevator, wide-eyed and sweating in fear and toying with the Thorn Ring on his left ring finger. A black suit jacket, worn for Big Shot Autos-related work, is slung over his arm. A man in shadow fills the center-right of the image, in the corner of the elevator behind him. The sliver of a smile is the shadow's only discernible detail.
From left to right: White (Spamton), Pink, Blue, Yellow, and Orange Addisons are lined up in front of a simplified depiction of a storefront titled "Addison Ad Agency" in bright soft-neon colors over dark blue. They gesture openly with wide smiles inviting the viewer to listen to their sales pitches with the exception of Spamton, who curls his collarbone-length hair anxiously around his finger, the corner of his mouth barely quirked upwards.
Spamton holding a can of "Pipis"-branded soda dressed in a themed blue polo shirt and matching pants and cap with a Pipis on the front. The text reads: "You need Pipis? I got your Pipis right here!", referencing the 1997 commercial for Big Shot soda featuring Mike Ditka.
Spamton relaxes in a chair with his legs spread, head leaning against his hand with his fingers carding through his hair where several strands hang out of place. His shirt is unbuttoned down to his chest where his glasses sit folded above the dip. He glances away, a half-full glass of battery acid in his other hand. Cigarette smoke curls through the room.
Tenna leaning over from a seated position, the frame of his screen resting against his hand. His other arm is draped over his leg, and he regards the viewer attentively. The room is dim, and the light of his screen partially illuminates his sleeves and glove.
Spamton and Tenna sit on a couch together in the green room. Tenna converses with an unseen party, sweating nervously but continuing to smile. Spamton trains his gaze somewhere between Tenna and the viewer, his hand squeezing Tenna's thigh tightly in an act of possession.
Spamton stands in a Cyber City back alley over the corpse of an Addison, spattered with colorful blood and holding a crowbar to his side. He glances blankly at the viewer with the corner of his mouth barely turned to a smile, his shadow stretching behind him growing to the shape of a man in the light of the city, gnashing teeth in the blackness. Rose petals trail behind Spamton from his left. The Addison's face is a glitched mess representing Pink, Blue, Orange, and Yellow, and also stares at the viewer with an expression of horror. There are caution signs on the wall, as well as an advertisement that reads: "Limited time... DEALS! They're going... going... GONE!". A street sign reads: "Nowhere", accompanied by a smaller sign of a tree.