@SimonGuy64 @Uniformbooks They are one of the best publishers around. Consistently good gear.
They are one of the best publishers around. Consistently good gear.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) June 30, 2020
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@SimonGuy64 @Uniformbooks They are one of the best publishers around. Consistently good gear.
They are one of the best publishers around. Consistently good gear.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) June 30, 2020
@MurphGothic @TCDEnglish I love a good corridor. https://t.co/myF2IKS6p4
I love a good corridor. pic.twitter.com/myF2IKS6p4
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) June 30, 2020
@MurphGothic @TCDEnglish The science fiction genre would face collapse without good corridors.
The science fiction genre would face collapse without good corridors.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) June 30, 2020
@MurphGothic @TCDEnglish The corridor has the DNA of the old gothic passageway and alley, normalised to the point where its inherent oddness is normalised. I truly believe there would be no survival horror video game genre without the humble corridor.
The corridor has the DNA of the old gothic passageway and alley, normalised to the point where its inherent oddness is normalised. I truly believe there would be no survival horror video game genre without the humble corridor.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) June 30, 2020
@MurphGothic @TCDEnglish It is. Video games have reclaimed the essential gothicness of the infrastructure as a territory of fright and flee.
It is. Video games have reclaimed the essential gothicness of the infrastructure as a territory of fright and flee.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) June 30, 2020
The sea-witch feels the cycle of return in stinging cold droplets of rain, knows what ocean gives to land always aches to return to it. She feels the tides of the heart in rushing swell, the falling back. Listens to the gullsÛª caw as map to tomorrowÛªs skeletons. #WitchWednesday https://t.co/TXIIFuwBsA
The sea-witch feels the cycle of return in stinging cold droplets of rain, knows what ocean gives to land always aches to return to it. She feels the tides of the heart in rushing swell, the falling back. Listens to the gulls’ caw as map to tomorrow’s skeletons. #WitchWednesday pic.twitter.com/TXIIFuwBsA
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) July 1, 2020
@MurphGothic The draping of folk tinsel across a tree does not make it Christmas tree. However, does the bankruptcy plotline borrowed from Father Ted make it a part of the My Lovely Horse universe?
The draping of folk tinsel across a tree does not make it Christmas tree. However, does the bankruptcy plotline borrowed from Father Ted make it a part of the My Lovely Horse universe?
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) July 1, 2020
The salt-hag hears rumour of coming squall in flex of velvet horn, sees the spirits dancing in mist erasure. Knows the routes of ghost ships, which cove they will anchor in next, the season of grief they leave in their departing wake. – Emily Banting, 1981 #WitchWednesday https://t.co/QNTpDERiOs
The salt-hag hears rumour of coming squall in flex of velvet horn, sees the spirits dancing in mist erasure. Knows the routes of ghost ships, which cove they will anchor in next, the season of grief they leave in their departing wake. – Emily Banting, 1981 #WitchWednesday pic.twitter.com/QNTpDERiOs
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) July 1, 2020
@CeeChampion For what it’s worth, you are one of the sharpest voices I follow.
For what it's worth, you are one of the sharpest voices I follow.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) July 1, 2020
@CeeChampion Take the break. Don’t let the pisspuffinry grind you down. Your voice is appreciated and anyone patronising you is making a fundamental mistake.
Take the break. Don't let the pisspuffinry grind you down. Your voice is appreciated and anyone patronising you is making a fundamental mistake.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) July 1, 2020