Gallery

"Don't you think that it's kinda spooky out here? Like, it's the same street as always. But with all of this lurker stuff happening, and what happened to that priest." A woman with green hair spoke from behind a clenched fist. She couldn't help holding onto the arm of her boyfriend, a much larger man with a neat black ponytail.    "Hah. Don't even sweat it. If a lurker comes up in our face, I'll crush em like a little-” A rustle of glass and paper echoed down the alley besid...

Silver flipped through the old journal, news articles and images clipped to fit each sprawling page of haphazard notes and rough diagrams. "This is very interesting. While my research is more on the demonic influence itself, this could tie back to countless crimes that went previously unaccounted for." He adjusted the pivoted lamp to further examine one of the crime scene photos closer.    Irvyll sorted through the stacks of journals, looking at each label before placing them ...

Jackal's apartment was quiet this time of day. With the Envy Support Group taking off as well as it had, Dove had a lot more time to herself while Jackal worked to help her fellow Envy siblings find their place in Burrowgatory. While she enjoyed tidying up the place and finding new hobbies to enthrall her curiosities, she couldn't help but find herself sitting on the balcony. The view from even just a few stories up was still enough to get an interesting perspective on the winding street belo...

The Heavenly Embassy was bumbling with unique and foreign sights. This first year in Burrowgatory had taught the Cherubuns many things that were inconceivable before their descent from the Meadow, and the most recent holiday to discover was known as All Sinner's Day. This was fascinating, watching Succubun indulging in their vices and enjoying their eternal life. This behaviour frightened and confused many Cherubun, while invigorating others to join in as much as they could with the debaucher...

The news of recent disappearances within Burrowgatory had lit a fire underneath Irvyll to hunt down any clues on the matter. While it was being tracked by a team police investigators, somebody had to get the true story out there unfiltered. While not his usual form of criminal activity, a potential kidnapping and abductions are more than good enough to keep his readers engaged.   His first clue was to check in with the Church of Sulfur. Runaways and buns down on their luck tend...

This year Arrie decided to attend the toy fair. Having seen the cute plush that Darlet had brought back last year from his time learning with Peter gave her a goal. Finding things that looked like her Imps. She had a healthy collection of stuffed toys that her Imps loved to play with, but having a toy matching each of her Imps to adorn her already trinket cluttered room would be a perfect touch to tie her setup together. Her fans loved commenting on the new decorations in the backgrounds of h...

If ever the urge to hurt another befell her again, she assured me that she would first take dire actions against her own body. Is this a reform? Is this her consequence? What would her victims consider her punishments? The law has failed to deal this hand, and so having stronger self control than most, she opts to dig the metaphorical grave for which she dangles above for the rest of her life. One may ask. Is this truthful? Is this remorse? Or has she simply played the veil of regret, mas...

The cage that sat in the corner of the living room creaked on its hinges. It's steel exterior was sturdy, but being a free hanging cage came with some drawbacks. In this case, the Imps that inhabited it. While Mori and Fear were light and inconsequential, Valtiel was a good bit bigger and heavier than both of them. While most Gargowl of its kind were still and unmoving, Valtiel loved to perch at different spots throughout the apartment. This would lead to an eventual re-entry of its cage, to ...

Purple grey smoke swirled stagnant in the air, it bellowed along the hallways and obscured the deeper recesses of the club. Very fitting for the booming bass that reverberated against the blackened brick walls and made Irvyll's heart skip a beat. This place was on his radar for almost a month. Rumours that the patrons of this specific club would be associated with a potential illegal betting group, one he was keen in doing a story on.   After peeling himself from the heavy fog,...

"One fifty. You're getting better." Jousah shouted to the woman, now trudging her way from the sea. Her swim cap and tight fitting swimsuit were the only thing stopping her from being further drenched in saltwater. As she peeled the goggles from her eyes to dry them out, the next swimmer dove into the water. One after another, doll after doll diving into the Forneus Sea to reach a bright yellow buoy marking the hundred meter mark. Jousah timed the swimmers, jotting their scores down in a wate...

Holding a bag of beach essentials over one shoulder, and lugging the heavy camera bag she had through the sand behind her. All Arrie could hope for is that the beach was somewhat clear for her to record today. Not that she minded having other beach goers in the shot, but less audio editing later would be a nice surprise. In fact, her viewers had voted and asked for a beach themed episode. Usually they voted on what game she would play for a stream, or they'd send in videos she would react to....

The feelings around the table were tense. In a game of B-uno, nobody was safe. Alliances were short lived and the chance to win was a skip or a plus two away. At this point in the game, the wealth was spread evenly and it could be anyone's game. Some hands though, were better equipped than other. Arrie was next, and she looked down at her cards with a longing to take her opponents down a peg.    "I'll play a skip. Sorry Jo-jo." Arrie teased Jousah as she placed down the green ...

Snip snip snip   The thick stems of the mushrooms growing in the bushy undergrowth were harder to cut than some of the invasive fungi growing in the damp cracks of the inner city. But the overall quality was leagues above, and most were actually edible without the unneccesary psychaledic effects that the hazebloom infected spores brought on. Icarus felt like they were one of the few buns in the burrows that actually took great care of eating a healthy balance. Unlike o...

The darkness that enveloped the room was not one of a late night, but was actually very early in the morning. The downpour that battered the windows blocked out any light in the cavern above that usually would have shown a nice orange rise. It was dreary to put it lightly. The streets below the apartment were empty, seldom a few buns unlucky enough to get stuck with working on a day like this.    Irvyll sat in the nook of the window. Sipping a cup of dark roast, and reading mi...

The narrow alleyway was quiet this time of day, as it was most days. The light patter of feet echoed down the rows of brick, Icarus walked alongside Steel Horse. The Uniqor carrying a basket around its neck, and Icarus holding a long box in their arms. Today was another CD pickup, and while the vendors for this long outdated media were scarce, Icarus had enough connection in the market to befriend a media manager. They sold off stock of new and upcoming artist's albums in bulk, in this case I...

The sounds of water bubbling loudly drowned out all potential conversation. The entire rotation looked on in admiration as Jousah flexed his vacuum lungs, pulling a thick layer of smoke into the bong before pulling away for just a moment. Taking one brief exhale before going back in, a tentacle swiftly removing the bowl and passing it off to his left.   "Damn dude. This shit is straight ashed." The bun next to him took the initially packed bowl and tapped the char from inside. ...

The great beast roared. It's hideous gnarled maw dripped with seething hunger for those that cause its rage. The unbound mage, the bloodthirsty knight, the savage barbarian, and the unflinching cleric. A party of ruthless adventurers that wouldn't stop until this beast was a trophy on their mantle.    "Are you guys ready?" Arrie called out to the rest of her party. "I have like, six more greater mana potions left and all of my skills are reset. So I can spam buffs and healing....

Despite the neverending party, Jousah's guests usually knew better than to mess with any decor strewn about the complex. This was because Arrie spent her time meticulously detailing every party's theme with new decorative pieces. This time, a homemade handcrafted bouquet. The decorative porcelain vase stood tall at the center of the dining table, she had spent over an hour placing each flower into the vase one by one. A small group of lightly inebriated party goers were assisting where they c...