It's been awhile since I've actually talked about what I've been up to without bitching about some pointless topic. So without further ado I give to you more random pointless crap you don't really need to know about and shameless advertisment.

Have you ever felt that the characters in the stories you read make some stupid choices? Well now those stupid choices will be yours to make. However I must give you a word of warning. You can never know where the choices you make will take the story, you can only make them. So without further ado I present to you:

Sub-Ur-Bin

Reet Raferty is a twenty-six year old nomad who traveled the world in search of adventure for nearly nine years, but unable to find really aventures among the rivers of Ciaro or the Castles of Bavaira, he heads home with tail between his legs only to find that the adventure he sought was in his very backyard. As he transverses through the strange realm of suburbia, which is nothing like he once remembered it to be, he begins to find that mystery is only fun when it’s not freaky. In this tale of dark fantasy and humor we join Reet on his search to find his old roots in the outlandish world of the Old Ones. As places from his childhood are twisted into forests and cobble stone cities the feeling of familiarity drains away as strange new people and places stand were others once stood. Did I mention the emphasis on strange?

So remember children as Marley Bob would say, “Be Happy, Don’t Worry.”


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I'd like to take a moment before I finish up this journal to put my friend up on the pedestal because his art work is out of this world fantastic and I do beleive that his lack of followers is uacceptable.

Here are a few examples of his fantastic works and a link to his Gallery. [link]


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_{(don't know why the thumbnails aren't working, but I put links to each of the works up next to them.)}