we’re watching. look alive!

we’re watching. look alive!

cresting every apex we make our way forward. only and always forward. there is no other way.

cresting every apex we make our way forward. only and always forward. there is no other way.

looking for answers. maybe i’ll find them hidden deep inside your lungs.

looking for answers. maybe i’ll find them hidden deep inside your lungs.

we will find you. and in the darkness, there will be light.

we will find you. and in the darkness, there will be light.

my explosions? what can i say? i like the pretty lights.

my explosions? what can i say? i like the pretty lights.

incandescent metropolis, fueled by white-walled crematoriums and hokey newscasting

incandescent metropolis, fueled by white-walled crematoriums and hokey newscasting

having a laugh at the law’s expense, just about the only thing that’s funny anymore. good thing it’s hilarious.

having a laugh at the law’s expense, just about the only thing that’s funny anymore. good thing it’s hilarious.

Phantom Starchild hijacking your media waves. I call my gun Orpheus. Should you meet him face to face, leave your prayers on the desert wind like the 200-something lost souls before you. He makes beautiful music. You should hear it some time. Zone 2 is my home but the fight has been taking me farther north. It gets cold here. Nothing but the fire in our veins to keep us warm. Things I’ve learned: Dracs are easily distracted (diversions are always a good idea), never leave anyone behind, always take the high ground in a fight, rayguns are also blunt objects good for inflicting trauma, and transmission station SHCO is monitored by BL/ind. Don’t use it. Also, if you come across a familiar ghost, don’t trust it. Not sure if I can help you if you’ve gotten down to the point of needing help, but just in case, contact me at feanar.tumblr.com or twitter.com/feanar …the line is secure even if it seems to have fallen into disuse. Always keep fighting. Die with your boots on if you’re gonna die.

Phantom Starchild hijacking your media waves.

I call my gun Orpheus. Should you meet him face to face, leave your prayers on the desert wind like the 200-something lost souls before you. He makes beautiful music. You should hear it some time.

Zone 2 is my home but the fight has been taking me farther north. It gets cold here. Nothing but the fire in our veins to keep us warm.

Things I’ve learned: Dracs are easily distracted (diversions are always a good idea), never leave anyone behind, always take the high ground in a fight, rayguns are also blunt objects good for inflicting trauma, and transmission station SHCO is monitored by BL/ind. Don’t use it. Also, if you come across a familiar ghost, don’t trust it.

Not sure if I can help you if you’ve gotten down to the point of needing help, but just in case, contact me at feanar.tumblr.com or twitter.com/feanar

…the line is secure even if it seems to have fallen into disuse.

Always keep fighting. Die with your boots on if you’re gonna die.

headlights approach, sound of motorcycles grow closer: dracs

headlights approach, sound of motorcycles grow closer: dracs

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY