A Journey Through the Heart, submitted by Alex. As I'm sure you could tell by the preceding article, I am actually hallucinating from a fever, and I don't mean Jungle Fever or Prize Fever. It is with great sorrow that I must inform you that this site is not a terrifying phantom conjured by the deepest recesses of my boiling brain, it is in fact a real site. Inept and bland design fused with inept and disturbing poetry to create a horrifying vision of hell. A very inept hell.
The crow and the craven,
Attacked me the raven,
While sitting in my haven,
And all the lights were dim,
So I never really saw him...
If that picture didn't scare you enough, he also has a picture of himself brandishing a pump-action shotgun. Based on these two pieces of photographic evidence I'm not sure what he does when he gets mad, shoot their head or eat their head. He also appears to be stalking his boyish girlfriend. Good lord I wish it were a hallucination.
Your lair. Maybe you lure victims to it, maybe you hide in it between killings, or maybe you haunt it 24/7 because you’re tragically confined by a curse. Whatever the situation, for most of us monsters, a living/un-living space is an important part of our identities. In this column, Monstergeddon award winners share their lair tips and techniques!
Works great on my child, who hasn't barked at all for as long as she's worn the apparatus. When she turns three, we will remove it for a trial period.
The famed gonzo otaku journalist writes about the death of gaming culture in 2014.
Try not to break your console while I try not to break my cyber brain.
Awful Links of the Day spotlights the worst and weirdest websites on the internet. And we're not talking "weird" in a good way either.