Suplemento Policial em Revista #56
As Bolhas da Morte
Published by Grande Cons6rcio Suplementos
qacionais. Brazil 1941 https://instagr.am/p/Cr_KbcnuarW/
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May 08, 2023 at 11:05AM
SUE’S A BIT…EXTREME AT TIMES https://instagr.am/p/Cr_I9–tp1J/
May 08, 2023 at 10:31AM
reed where are your hands ‘cause they aren’t separating the worlds https://instagr.am/p/Cr_FA1arJGq/
May 08, 2023 at 12:19AM
A favorite moment from Murder By Death. (1976)
#peterfalk #bitch
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May 07, 2023 at 11:53AM
Back, worthless rabble!
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May 07, 2023 at 11:19AM
First game- point salad
Amy wins!
Amy- 83 !
Scott – 62
Allison – 24
#pointsaladgame #cardgame https://instagr.am/p/Cr8lvs3umBl/
May 07, 2023 at 02:10AM
learn levitation and teleportation now. avoid persecution later (fate magazine, July 1978)
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May 06, 2023 at 03:30PM
May 6th, 2023
Today, an unexpected turn of events sent shockwaves through our small town. It started like any other ordinary day, with the sun shining brightly and birds chirping in the trees. Little did they know that something extraordinary was about to happen.
Word spread quickly among the local cultists, a group known for their mysterious rituals and secretive practices. Rumors were whispered among them that Amy, a renowned investigator of the occult, was coming to visit our town. Panic set in as the cultists realized that their clandestine activities might finally be exposed.
In a frenzied panic, the cultists hatched a plan to escape the scrutiny of Amy and her investigative prowess. They believed that their only salvation lay in a mystical portal hidden deep within the heart of the nearby forest. With haste and desperation, they gathered their belongings and hastily chanted incantations to activate the portal.
As the sun began to set, the air crackled with an otherworldly energy. A shimmering, ethereal gateway materialized before the cultists, beckoning them to step through. One by one, they vanished into the portal, leaving behind an eerie silence that hung in the air like a heavy fog.
I stood at a distance, observing the scene with a mix of curiosity and trepidation. The cultists’ actions had always been shrouded in secrecy, but this sudden disappearance seemed to hold an air of finality.
Amy’s arrival is imminent, and her visit promises to uncover the mysteries that lay dormant within our town. What secrets will she unravel, and what impact will her presence have on our lives? Only time will tell. For now, we are left to contemplate the eerie disappearance of the cultists, their actions forever etched in our memories, and the unknown possibilities that lie beyond the portal they dared to venture through.
#cultofscottobear #roanokeva #almsvats #may062023 https://instagr.am/p/Cr6dtfruLGW/
May 05, 2023 at 03:37PM
First visitors to directly travel to the blue ridge cabin. Sisto and Harold welcome the EMD Hub set droid, Glyan EMD Operative, Deep Space BSG Agent Patcher and Gendrone Validator (along with a cute Purple Crayboth Stowaway)
Not shown – many tiny ducks adoring the crayboth.
Maybe they can act as anti-cultist shock troops.
#glyos #onelldesign #glyan #modulartoys #spymonkeycreations #gormiti #sistobrak #harold #sisto #toyphotography #toysofinstagram #toystagram https://instagr.am/p/Cr35sK4ORNr/
May 05, 2023 at 10:41AM
It’s been nearly a week since I stumbled upon the cultists’ hideout in the woods, and I thought I had managed to evade their grasp. But today, while I was out for a walk, I caught sight of a group of cloaked figures nearby, and a sense of dread settled over me like a thick fog. The cultists are still lurking, and their presence feels more ominous than ever.
I rushed back to my cabin, my heart pounding in my chest. Every snap of a twig, every whisper of a breeze seemed to carry with it the whisper of danger. I locked all the doors and windows, but the fear remains. I don’t know what the cultists want, but their fixation with me is chilling.
I try to keep a low profile, but the sense of being watched never leaves me. The slightest sound sets my nerves on edge, and I startle at my own shadow. The tension is beginning to take its toll on my mind.
I’ve thought about seeking help, but I’m not sure who I can trust. If the cultists are as powerful as they seem, they may have already infiltrated any authority figures I might turn to. For now, I am alone with my fear and my thoughts, waiting for the inevitable moment when the cultists close in on me.
I know I need to come up with a plan, but every moment feels like a race against time. The cultists’ presence grows stronger with each passing day, their shadowy influence lurking at the edges of my consciousness. I am trapped in a nightmare of my own making, and I fear that soon there will be no escape.
In lighter news, Amy will be visiting tomorrow!
#cultofscottobear #roanokeva #hoodedfigures https://instagr.am/p/Cr3XzLzuUD8/
May 04, 2023 at 11:52PM
Worst name for a hero comic?
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May 04, 2023 at 10:31PM
May 04, 2023 at 04:50PM
May the Fourth be with you!
#maythe4thbewithyou #glyos #cappyspace #avrobot #hubset #CPs&Qs #RToolio #droids #starwars #c3po #r2d2 https://instagr.am/p/Cr1dRZROwlt/
May 04, 2023 at 02:01PM
Today was a terrifying experience. I discovered that a group of hooded figures had infiltrated my neighborhood, and they were conducting sinister activities under the cover of night. Their true purpose was shrouded in mystery, but their devotion to their unknown cause was chilling.
I witnessed their disturbing rituals, which included chanting and the sacrifice of small animals. They had even erected a statue to their unwitting figurehead, Scottobear, which they worshipped with an unsettling fervor.
I knew I had to act fast before their dark influence spread any further. With a sense of dread, I gathered some supplies, including a few pyrotechnics, and waited for the right moment. When the cultists gathered to perform another ceremony around the statue, I made my move.
As I destroyed the statue with all speed, the cult’s cries of rage and despair filled the air. Their wrathful eyes bore into me, and I could sense their unbridled hatred for me. Though they were taken into custody, I knew in my bones that this was not the end. Their presence would linger, and their vengeance would be brutal.
Today was a chilling reminder that darkness lurks in the shadows, waiting to consume the unsuspecting. I hope that I can find the strength to withstand the looming threat of the hooded ones, for their insidious agenda will not be silenced easily.
#cultofscottobear
#roanokeva #explodingstatues #falseidols #hoodedfigures https://instagr.am/p/Cr1J7sgO0qw/
May 03, 2023 at 07:45PM
May the Third, 2023.
Today as I ventured into the Blue Ridge Mountains, an eerie sense of foreboding began to take hold of me. The forest was shrouded in mist, and the trees seemed to twist and turn like gnarled fingers reaching towards the sky.
I walked deeper into the woods and couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched. Every sound, every rustle of leaves, made my heart skip a beat.
Finally, I stumbled upon a clearing, and my eyes were drawn to a life-size statue of myself at its center. But it was not the likeness that chilled me to the bone – it was the offerings at its base.
Flowers, crystals, and other trinkets were scattered around the statue, all addressed to “Scottobear.” I couldn’t help but wonder who had left them and why.
As I tried to leave the clearing, I heard a rustling in the bushes and turned to see a group of hooded figures approaching me. My heart raced as I realized that they were part of yet another cult that worshipped me as a god.
I wasn’t sure what to do next, but I knew that I had to be careful. I didn’t know what they wanted from me, but I had a feeling that it wasn’t good.
I quickly retreated back into the woods, my mind racing. I don’t know what lies ahead, but I know that I have to stay vigilant if I want to make it out of the mountains alive.
In other news, it looks like the radon issues at the house will soon be a thing of the past! Perhaps the hallucinations will stop now.
#roanokeva
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