I'm Alex Bradley, the “evil genius” behind Miskatonic U. I am a writer, illustrator, and animator with an unhealthy fixation on the works of H.P. Lovecraft. By the way, this is a drawing.
*The hodded figure moved another greenish-grey soapstone counter inscribed with eldritch symbols onto a non-Euclidian card and muttered to itself in a primal tongue, “Bingo is nigh”.*
My expectations corrected the spelling and the joke went just fine.
As for Winston, a victory celebration like that would put just about anybody off football.
*The hodded figure moved another greenish-grey soapstone counter inscribed with eldritch symbols onto a non-Euclidian card and muttered to itself in a primal tongue, “Bingo is nigh”.*
And, of course, I screw up the spelling of a common word while trying to be clever. Story of my life.
I don’t know, the image of a figure inexplicably holding a tray on a stick full of cement in this context may well be creepier.
Ask not for whom the bell trowels, it trowels for thee?
My expectations corrected the spelling and the joke went just fine.
As for Winston, a victory celebration like that would put just about anybody off football.