ostbear

[ostbear]

I drew this lion... Because my client asks me to draw things... And I wanted a lion.

[ostbear]

Why do scientists think there could have been life on Mars?

[ostbear]

Cucumbers are amazingly delicious. Probably my favorite vegetable...

... but the taste of the fear, as I dip them in the liquified remains of its compatriots, is truly decadent.

[ostbear]

The First Thing

“I’m telling you-” “Jack,” she says following him, trying to take his vitals, “you need to-” “Cisco, plot a course to-” “Holy shit, Captain?” Cisco exclaims from the helm controls as Captain Halloway steps onto the bridge, various pieces of medical monitoring equipment hanging off of him. “He’s- Doctor why didn’t you-” Janus Tribley starts, shocked. When she heard his voice she thought perhaps she’d dozed off in the chair. “Cisco, we need to set a course to-” Doctor Halberd scowls at the first officer throwing her hands up. “Seriously Janus? Do you think if I-” Captain Jack Halloway slams his fist on the console next to the captain’s char. His chair. The computer signals an error as everyone goes quiet. “Computer?” “Yes Captain?” the fair and even voice of the computer replies. “Set a course for Drimba 5.” “Aye, aye, Captain.” “Jack,” the doctor starts stepping closer, “you were in a comma. You shouldn’t be-” Jack holds up his hand for a moment, before looking at her briefly. It’s not a look she’s seen much of. Somewhere between fear and determination. She thinks better of arguing with him and just stays quiet. “Listen to me, all of you. The Garrison has already taken Hope’s Fire, and The Locke. They know we’re trying to unlock Apollo’s Seal, and they know we have the arrow. Our only hope is to find the bow, which is on Drimba 5.” “How do you know that?” Janus asks stepping back from the captain’s chair. “Because I wasn’t in a comma, I was in a meeting.” Captain Halloway takes his chair and starts pulling the monitoring equipment off of him, tossing it onto the floor. “With who?” Cisco hesitates to ask? “With whom.” Jack Halloway corrects, pulling the last cable free and closing his armored jumpsuit. “With whom?” Cisco asks again. “The Titan, Gantrithor.” “And he’s helping us, why?” Janus asks, dubious. “Because this is the way reality ends.”