In about 2 months it would have been 2 years since the Covid-19 Pandemic had officially started. Many people died, the rest of us, suffered worse fates. From our already waning freedoms stripped with the restrictions, lockdowns and isolation. Much of which, has driven us so crazy that the mere thought of a vaccination offered more fear than comfort. Now, while we managed to slowly bring things to normal, the new solution to this problem is learning to live with this forever existing problem that is the virus is still out there. The term being used called Endemic. Meaning much like it's predecessor SARs, they're telling us that after all the pain and suffering we had to endure, we are mandated to ignore it as though it no longer existed. Is this a victory? I don't fucking think so. Eventually this thing will get licked like every other problem that came before. The world will always keep turning. That is not the issue. The issue is, despite many problems that came before, despite listing them in every database, medical journal and history book, no one will learn from this. I'm not just talking about disease though. Every problem we ever had, war, famine, environmental, you name it. They have been always caused and prolonged by the biggest load of bullshit, from the world's largest manure factory. Someone does something stupid, it backfires spectacularly. Many people focus more on who's fault it is, before solving the problem at hand and when they do try to solve it, the damage is already done. Yet despite every new problem, we act as if it's sonething we never seen before. Babies and kids, have the rightful excuse of being born and little to no knowledge of the world as we know it. What the fuck is the excuse of us adults? We experienced these very problems, under different timelines and different names. Did we learn from them? FUCK NO! Otherwise they'd stop happening. People are already treating this as if it's over already. I'm sorry to say that, you're not just wrong, but you are very stupid. Sooner or later something worse than Covid will come along. It doesn't even have to be a disease, just another foot note of the world's major problems. We'll act shocked, turn against each other and the cycle continues. Alternatively, we could break the cycle and do something new and hope it makes things better, but considering our track record of century long fuck ups, that's not gonna happen anytime soon? Don't believe me? Think I'm taking this harder than it needs to be? Prove me wrong. Break the cycle and actually work to improve this world. I knew how bad this was gonna be before it got bad, I tried warning many and with the exception of a select few, none believed me. Some even to this day are still in denial. These same people will keep acting that way, when the next bad things happen. I have only one thing to say to them: Fuck you. If you're gonna keep ignoring warnings, you have no sympathy from me and at this point you deserve to die from the next thing if Covid hasn't killed you yet. For those that do learn from this even those that hate my guts and vice versa, you have my utmost respect.

Stay safe, have a good day. Stay tuned for more of my works. Most importantly: DO NOT FUCKING FORGET ABOUT THIS!

After watching Squid Game. One thing I liked was that they used Childhood games as their motif. Be it universal games like Tug of War and Red Light Green Light. As well as games more specific to South Korea, like Honeycomb and the titular Squid Game. So I got to thinking why not add some ideas based on other kids games.

In my case, Canadians play universal games like Red Rover and all forms of Tag and Hide and Seek. As well as Canadian specific games like peach basket Basketball and Doughnut Chew.

Let me know what games you think would make good Squid Games. Be it something universal or something specific to your own country.

One thing that often annoys me is the technical terminology for Halloween. For those that don't know, Halloween's long form version is called "All Hallows Eve." I mean on the 30th, you have Mischief and Devils Night. Where you pull pranks or commit serial arson in Detroit respectively. The 31st You have Halloween. A night of Treats and Scares which may or may not increase the supernatural element of the overall world. Yet no one talks about good old November the 1st. Which should technically be called All Hallows Day. Well fuck that. From this point forward, every year I will Celebrate November the 1st until it becomes an official holiday. Hopefully one that let's you all take the day off work/school. I think that if a lot of people get into it, it could happen.

First of all forgive my absence, I was on a long vacation. Second of all, upon returning I've decided to cap off the holiday with some treats.

In the art section we have here a fun game you can print out for this Halloween and the next.

In terms of my music I did two things.

First a Homicide Detective themed horror song:

Lastly a Haunting Song on the Dangers of Trick or Treating:

In all seriousness, I've had fun when I've started this, but I am glad that it's finished. Have a safe and Happy Halloween.

I didn't do much in the past 6 days, but the stuff I did was well worth the wait.

Art:

I thought I'd lighten the mood with a gif comic about an Alien politely asking the farmer to let it in so it can mutilate some cows.

Made my recent CIEIR Badge based on fear.

Made a safety poster for those going out trick or treating this year.

A little idea for those wanting to spice up their Halloween.

A safe way to bob for apples at one of the most darkest times of our lives.

Music:

A tense song based on the horrors underneath.

A dedication to the sole survivors of the Horror Genre

Holy fuck. Not only is Halloween 15 Days away at this point, but I I also achieved level 20. I am literally a third of the way from Level 60. So this alone is an achievement all it's own. At this point I like to thank those I rated and reviewed over the past 20 levels for getting me this far. I'd like to thank my fans, for sticking by me throughout this all. I'd like to thank Tom Fulp and the good people on Newgrounds for putting up with anything they remotely found annoying and frustrating about me. Even those I've gotten into altercations in the past I thank. Your part of it was just as important to my journey as those that support me. May I try my best to continue this journey. Who knows, if I keep at it, I'll probably go all the way.

A half hour ago, A rocket named Blue Origin, funded by Amazon's Jeff Bezos, was launched into space. Among it's passengers, Captain Kirk himself William Shatner. At the behest of Bezos, who was a known Star Trek fan. I've watched a lot of Rocket Launches in my lifetim, but this is the first time I seen one go that fast. Currently, Shatner among other passengers are safely back on the ground. This moment shocks and excites me because I never thought I'd live to see him do the very thing he got famous for enteraining people with.

This was a moment I will never forget witnessing.

Thought I'd do something a little different than my usual arts and music. It occurred to me, that while Horror Movies and Games have had it covered over the past decade, very few people do the greatest old past time Halloween is known for. When most people think of Halloween, they either think of Scary Costumes, Trick or Treating, Horror Movies or for some adults, a night of wild drinking, partying and all the sex one can have. However the one thing I noticed that seemed to fade over the years is the best past time of them all. Telling scary stories.

Whether you're sitting around a fire or alone with a few friends at a house at night, you'd often always have people tell a scary story to see if it would frighten the rest. It gotten to the point in the 90s, where The Addams Family Values made fun of it and a group of kids known as the Midnight Society tell a story once a week every night. So in lieu of this dying tradition I decided to bring it back, by telling a scary story of my own and encouraging my fans to do the same. Here we go.

It was a dark and stormy night, a young couple was driving through the forest. They stop and look around for a clearing only to find that there are so many thick trees as far as the eye could see. The rain was pouring down hard, so they couldn't get out nor could they move their car further. Lightning strikes and they could swear they saw a shadow of a large figure within the flash. Upon taking a second gander it was only a deer passing through. They turn on the radio, hoping to ride the storm out by listening to some music. They tuned to the classic rock channel, which seemed to only marathon horror themed rock songs and bands. From Alice Cooper to Black Sabbath. Suddenly, there was a smash. The windshield was busted through, leaking rain water everywhere, however there was no sign of someone around them. They could swear some prowler was around, terrorizing them with a bat or a pipe, but there was nothing. No foot prints, no smear of mud or blood on the windows. Another smash. Their passenger side window was broken through. Another smash. The driver side window was broken through. The terror in their eyes was filling as slowly as the car was taking in water. They try to get out to get whatever was doing this to them to stop. But the doors won't open. They try to drive away, but the car won't move even though there's a full tank of gas. All they could do was sit and scream as more and more of the car was being smashed on, by an unseen force. Morning comes and the car is completely totalled. The rain has stopped and the couple was still in the car, despite being in there all night, their clothes and hair are still dry. A flash of light starts moving through the forest from where they entered, it was lights from a siren. They thought they were saved. That a police car, ambulance or god forbid a fire truck has come to get them out of there, only to find in their shock it was neither. The lights came from a tow truck. They try to get the driver's attention, but he ignores them. Instead placing a sticker on the smashed windshield. The words "Impounded: Reason to believe the car was stolen." The car gets pulled away, the couple screaming and yelling, but the driver still could not hear them. They are taken to a clearing, where they see two separate body bags laying on the highway. Each one, matching their height and body shape. Not too far, the couple sees a police officer and a coroner. They try to scream for the police officer's help, believing they are being kidnapped. Like the driver the officer couldn't hear them, but they could hear him. "It's a damn shame." He said. "Those two seemed like a lucky couple. Who would do such an awful thing to them?" That's when it hit them. On their way into the woods, they saw someone. He was tall, slender and wore a brown ragged trench coat. He had a sign that said "Will pay for ride." on it. They stopped at first, but to their shock, the man took out a baseball bat. Smashing every inch of the car. Knocking out the boyfriend while dragging the girlfriend out then ditching their car to the forest. Smashing the car to near bits to make it look like a horrible accident. The couple, was dead the entire time. In what seemed like seconds to them, but months to everyone else, their car was in the junkyard. They watch helplessly as each other junk car was taken to the crusher. It wasn't long until they were next. They kept screaming and yelling, doing everything they could to get the attention of someone. They finally succeeded. A man approaches them, they're relieved at first until they recognize the coat. It was the drifter that killed them, he smiled at them with a grin that could shatter mirrors. They were scared at first, but then they were furious. "Why are you doing this to us?" The boyfriend says. To which the drifter replies. "You didn't stop for me. You didn't even drive past me. You ran right through me like I was yesterday's garbage and you never once stopped to see if I was ok. So why the fuck should I listen to your pleas?" He gives out a signal, the crane descending onto the car. Even with the doors pried open, they still couldn't get out. It was like they were trapped there. As the car slowly moves into the crusher, the bottom opens up. In it's place a world made of fire and brimstone. As the car is placed in and the crusher moves down, they wake up. In the middle of the forest once again. The windows smashing again. Welcome to Hell. Where you get to relive reminders of your death over and over and OVER AGAIN!!!!

9 days since my original announcement and I'm already on a roll in both music and art.

First some original work:

A webcomic inspired by the great Clive Barker.

Next a gif based off a nightmare I had years back.

Second some comedy and fan art:

My personal "Fuck you." to conspiracy theorists and the possibility of what they believe in being true.

A shout out to Canadian Thanksgiving in the horror comedy way.

And a fan comic of my favourite slasher villains playing poker.

I was no slouch in the music either:

A few tense heavy songs for all your horror needs.

I hope to do more when I find some good ideas, but enjoy these and what came before so far.

I want to take the time to also point out, that I have a Ko-Fi Account. Just a little tip jar to fit in with the artist and musician image for the digital age. Be sure to contribute when you can. For if you listen to one more second of CIEIRMusic and not contribute, then you're a thief. A common thief.

Light Harmony: Ok take it easy S.T.

S.T.: I'm sorry, but these thieves just make me so darn mad. You know who you are!! Fucking Thieves!!

I'm just fucking with you. Unlike a certain E-Begging Internet reviewer, I don't rely on guilt trips to get contribution, when I know it will come to me sooner or later. But after rewatching Betty White call Homer out on the Simpsons for not paying PBS, I couldn't resist. Lol. Contribute what you can when you can even if said contribution is little more than word spread on the music. It's you fans that got me this far after all.

Take care. Stay safe and stay tuned for more. Hopefully I can get enough done by Halloween.

Just another part of the lore as a whole. I figured this October it'd be more of a Horror themed one:

S.T. Musician: Great I'm tied up in a bed, I can barely remember what happened before and I have no idea what comes next? I really gotta lay off the Tequila. I hear someone coming up the stairs.

Fan: Oh you're awake. Good, I didn't want to wait for you to regain consciousness.

S.T.: Who are you?

Fan: I'm your number one fan. I listened to all your music. Glockenvaltz is a personal favourite of mine.

S.T.: Well I'm glad you appreciate my work, but going Annie Wilks on me, is not the way to go.

Fan: Well I didn't just want to ask for an autograph, there was an important matter I wanted to discuss with you. However you were always so busy. Making new works, travelling the world with those.....people. It was the only way I could get your attention.

S.T.: Ok, well now that you have my attention what is it that you want.

Fan: I think it's obvious by now. I want you to get rid of Light Harmony.

S.T.: And why is that?

Fan: Because they are holding you back. Don't get me wrong they got great singing voices, but they steal the spotlight from you all the time. Surely you must be bothered by it. In fact you have to be bothered by it. Not to mention their style is so lame. Too Lighthearted. You were so cool when you did nothing but dark stuff. I could feel the pain and passion that went into every one of your pieces. If not for those cockadoody cocksuckers, I'd have an endless supply of those pains and passions. So here's the deal. If you fire them, albeit break it to them gently so no feelings can be hurt. I will let you go. The only time you'll see me is if I see you perform.

S.T.: I see. You know why I do the dark stuff?

Fan: I have my interpretations, but I would love to hear it from you.

S.T.: Because I lead a dark life. One of bad luck, heartbreak and a negative viewpoint on the world. However while I still do dark stuff every now and then I have tried my best to find balance on that. Things were starting to get better for me and I believe it's thanks to those two. They aren't just fellow musicians, they are my friends and they are my family. I'm sorry, but I won't let them go that easily.

Fan: I see. Well I guess I have no choice. The hard way it is. I'm gonna torture you until you give in or until you die. I'll start with your legs. Then your arms so you'll never play again. Then if you still insist on keeping those hacks, I will save your pretty little skull for last.

S.T.: Well there is one thing you should know, before you do that.

Fan: What's that?

S.T.: I anticipated the notion that a crazy fan or an enemy of our work would try to go after me. So I hidden a recorder in my concert jacket. Not only is there enough evidence to put you away for life, but it's also equipped with a tracking device. Light Harmony should be at your door any minute now.

Fan: You're bluffing.

S.T.: Am I?

Light Harmony: We came here as quick as we can. S.T. are you alright?

S.T.: Well this fan was about to break my legs, but other than that I'm fine.

Fan: Well I guess I'll just have to kill all three of you.

S.T.: You really should have listened to their songs. There are serious consequences if you fuck with us.

Fan: What are you doing? Get your hands off me. What is that? No NOT MY LEGS!!!

Light Harmony: The tourniquet is on, so he won't bleed to death. What should we do now?

S.T.: Take a copy of my tape to the nearest police station, drop it and our fan off there. Of course try to edit this part out, we can't let them know we mean business yet.

Light Harmony: Yes S.T. Go home and rest, we'll take it from here.

Light: Would you stop blushing Harmony and help me?

Harmony: What? I thought he looked cute tied up like that.

Light: Oh for fuck sakes not this again. We may be adults in a few months, but he is 2 decades older than us. Besides, I don't think he likes you in that way.

Harmony: Perhaps you're right. What do you see him as?

Light: At best a father figure and at worst an older brother. The guy was very strict on our hygiene and diet when he first took us in. That said don't you ever find something off about the guy?

Harmony: Off how?

Light: We barely know who he is, he shows up out of the blue to save us and to top it off, the only thing he wants in return is extra hands on his music and crusade. I don't know, he just seems too good to be true.

Harmony: Look remember the pact we made together. If by off chance he goes rogue in anyway, he gave us full right to take care of him by any means necessary. As much as I'd hate to have to kill him, I must admit the fact that he's willing to let us do that, should mean something.

Light: You have a point there. Let's just drop this asshole off and take him to the bar. After what he went through we all could use a drink and some kush.

Harmony: Now you're speaking my language.