i still want you back

Their Stories

"Hey young man. This is not the closest way to the Bulgewater County. You better choose the west road of the Wisteria Crossroad."
"Oh look at this thick skin. Everybody's waiting for their turn and now you want to get buried in such nice place far far away?
Hey, you better go to my grave plot. It's much closer and so beautifu..."
"I heard your goddamned hometown story for hundreds of times that my ossicles almost worn out, ma'am.
Why don't we just shut up for this painful journey? You can have some talks with the devils after burial."
"Your sister's pelvis was so huge that even three baby skulls could go through the hole."
"That bastard is talking shit again. I heard he was mental and still barking like a dog even after brain fluid dried out."
"My jaw! Where is my jaw! I can't eat without my jaw!"
"His jaw was gone sucking dragon dick."
"This rude boy is ignoring me again! I told you Bulgewater County is not this way..."

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They Talk Too Much

"I told you not to go this way."
"Hey lad. Your fighting stance is awkward as hell."
"Your mama's tit was so huge that her ribs were bent."
"He's so nice as always. Drop me off here."
"We're dead! We're all dead. All because of that stupid gravekeeper!"
"Where is my jaw?"
"When I was young, I found no monsters as ugly as this one."

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They Still Talk

"Amazing, lad! Transforming our remains into spirit form, what a magic!"
"If I didn't know you, i would have thought that you were trying to kill us all! I know this sort of sorcery, and they use this spell to destroy the undeads."
"Your mama's spine is so bent that you can use it in math class as protractor."
"Good to be together as always. It's hard to find nice lad like this fellow these days."
"Where is my jaw? I can't find my jaw!"
"Huh! You call this a magic! Back in my days..."
"Hey young man, do you even hear me?"

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Take Them Please

"Mortal. I ask you to yield one of those heads."
"I can't."
"You cherish life of the deads more than yours? How touching."
"No really. I can't."

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Put Your Hand on My Shoulder

"Hey young lad. You're just passing by that poor giant's body and you call yourself a gravekeeper?"
"Knock it off you bloody dotard."
"Haha! We heard you talking back to our word! Today's a special day!"

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The Protectors

I hear dead people.
And they never fxxking shut up.

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Dead Men Tell A Lot of Tales

"That's a mighty fine necromancy, summoning the dead severed arm!"
"And he didn't raise us from dead with such skill."
"Where is my jaw."
"If we knew he could do that we would've never apologized him."
"I mean, it's pretty absurd to blame us for dragging monster's attention by our chatter. It's monster that cut off his arm, not us."

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Manga Style Necromancy

"Fight with me."
"Wait, we never agreed that."
"I will never forget you."
"I said we never agreed that."
"SOUL CRUSHER."
"You motherf-."

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"Your Move, Old Man."

"Look at that ruddy bastard grabbing old man's head."
"Where is my jaw."
"Back in my days, even rudest of all showed respect to the elders.
Kids these days ignore the aged men and their wisdom.
Back in my days, no one would've allowed this to happen.
The kings had to get off their horse to salute me on the road."
"When yer mom rolled on the pen with the pigs."
"Where is my fxxking jaw, you bloody ruffians."

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Necro-man

Even though the sword is broken dead, I can call its soul back.
Arm is the most basic type of shield.
My revived arm will be a shield.
This is my necromancy.

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Starved Pistol of Diliworth

Starved Pistol of Diliworth.
One of the haunted relics made by infamous weapon inventor Godin Elwiv of Eldrian two centuries ago.
The soul of people who were killed by him is stored inside.
Danger Rank High. Never touch.
P.S. My dear pupil who never ever read nor listen to my words.
I leave this postscript for I thought you would've ignore that warning.
At least don't fire this pistol twice.
The chance of it taking user's soul increases geometrically on the second fire.

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Hellblade

"Old man. Sword."
"Arfwgerraworf"

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You Must Fly

"Damn, I'm terribly sorry lady.
This is what my necromancy do.
Look at my arm. Revived in strange form of my true nature.
I guess your soul looks like a fish, swimming freely in the air.
At least you can fly instead of having normal leg oh what the hell am I talking about. I'm really...
Oh... Uh... I guess you like it.
Thank you."

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One is Gone

My masters, all six of them, told me not to talk to the deads.
The deads never come back to life. That's undeniable truth. The truth that people left behind want to deny so much.
The soul of the dead leaves this world over the curtain of our realm forever.
What we call ghost is just an embodiment of remaining thought, emotion, or memory of the deads.
That's why they cannot talk normally, always want though need nothing, and stick to something obstinately.
It is difficult to remove them peacefully unless you follow certain rules and process originated from the deceased.
The deads are not the ones you knew.
Now I can understand why they taught me that over and over again.
It is obvious how I'll react to the false hallucination of my masters when they pass away.

Автор.

Аннотация:

We wrap up in sheets and an old dressing gown

The dark feels too empty, we don’t make a sound
But you feel so safe, familiar and warm
Ready to wait out the storm.

I’m a photograph, you are a movie
We’re frozen in time, but at least you’re still moving
Without you I’m lost and I’m scared and I’m lonely
But I think you know that you’re better without me.

You have their soul, but they’re not there with you, not really. You bring the world back. You do it all over, do everything right, the way they would have wanted it. But no matter how many friends you make, the one who really matters is gone and it’s your fault.

Doing everything right didn’t help. So you do everything wrong again and again and again. It always ends the same way.

You start to wonder if there’s another way. You can think of one. But it would require a whole lot of Determination.

История о том, как на войне терять бдительность не стоит

Source (facebook community) Оригинал на французском

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Русский перевод

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Война в Украине...

Я живой. Идет война.

Два дня назад мы с товарищем Шэдоу направились к позиции, окруженной русскими танками, в небольшом лесу.

На месте из маленькой, убогой и грязной траншеи нас с улыбкой встретили два украинских солдата. Один из солдат даже немного говорил по-французски. Я сказал Шэдоу оставаться в окопе, даже если это скучно.

Двое украинских солдат вышли из окопа покурить. Я сказал им бросить сигареты и вернуться в укрытие, пока я буду искать позиции русских танков. Они не прислушались и даже приблизились к опушке леса, пытаясь показать мне расположение русских танков. Я сказал им, чтобы они немедленно вернулись в укрытие, и прекратили выставлять себя напоказ. К счастью, они меня послушались и вернулись покурить рядом с траншеей: не захотели идти в окоп.

Мое солдатское чутье подсказывало мне выдвигаться, потому что двое нерадивых солдат могли были быть обнаружены тепловизионным оборудованием вражеских танков.

Двадцать секунд спустя я был в 15 футах (~4.5 метра) от солдат. Наблюдая через бинокль, меня потряс мощный взрыв. Мимо меня проносилась шрапнель, словно угольки костра. Я был окутан дымом. Мое тело инстинктивно напряглось, и я ничего не слышал одним ухом.

Я вышел из укрытия, чтобы залезть в окоп и попытаться найти вражеские танки. Я посмотрел налево. Двое украинских солдат лежали на земле. Сцена была в точности как в голливудском фильме о войне. Солдат был в 5 футах (~1.5 метра) от меня. Он лежал и был без ног. Остальная часть тела была частично разорвана. Он больше не двигался.

Другой солдат был в трех футах (~1 метр) от меня. У него была оторвана нога. Еге тело было изуродовано в нескольких местах. Он все еще дышал, но сделал последний вздох прямо передо мной через дюжину секунд. Русские танки продолжали стрелять в нашу сторону.

На этом история не закончилась, но я расскажу вам это позже.

Вернувшись на базу, мой друг Шэдоу не мог поверить что он выжил. У него не было травм. Взрыв повалил его на землю. У меня тоже не было травм. Ни единой царапины. Сегодня мое ухо в порядке, и я слышу нормально.

Пехотные процедуры и учения важны. Мы видим здесь яркий пример.

Рассказываю только об одном из событий недели. Мы нанесли врагу потери, но потеряли многих товарищей.

Здесь война. Настоящая.

Слава Украине!

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War in Ukraine...

I am alive. It's a war here.

Two days ago, my comrade Shadow and I headed to a position surrounded by Russian tanks, in a small forest.

On the spot, two Ukrainian soldiers greeted us with a smile, from a small miserable and muddy trench. One of the soldiers even spoke a little French. I told Shadow to stay in the trench, even if it might sound boring.

The two Ukrainian soldiers came out of the trench to smoke. I told them to put off their cigarettes and go back to the shelter while I searched for the Russian tank position. They didn't listen and even ventured close to the forest edge, trying to show me the location of Russian tanks. I told them to come back immediately to the shelter and stop exposing themselves like this. Luckily they listened to me and came back to smoke next to the trench. They didn't want to go in the trench.

My reflex as a soldier was to move anyway because it was possible that the two careless soldiers had been detected by the thermal vision equipment of the enemy tanks.

Twenty seconds later, I was fifteen foot from the soldiers. I watched with my binoculars. A huge explosion shook me. Shrapnel streaked past me, like embers from a campfire. I was enveloped in smoke. My body instinctively tensed, as well as my face. I couldn't hear anything out of one ear.

I moved from cover to crawl into the trench and try to find the enemy tanks. I looked to my left. The two Ukrainian soldiers were lying on the ground. The scene was exactly like in a Hollywood war movie. A soldier was five foot from me. He was lying down and had no legs. The rest of the body was partly shredded. He was no longer moving.

Another trooper was three feet away from me. He had a ripped leg. His body was mutilated in several places. He was still breathing but took his last breath in front of me, a dozen seconds later. Russian tanks just kept shooting in our direction.

The story didn't end there but I'll tell you the rest later.

Back at the base, my friend Shadow couldn't believe his life was saved. He had no injuries. The explosion knocked him to the ground. I didn't have any injuries either. Not a single scratch. Today, my ear is doing great and I can hear normally.

Infantry procedures and drills are important. Here we see a striking example.

I tell you only one of the events of the week. We have inflicted casualties on the enemy but we have lost many comrades.

This is war. The real one.

Glory to Ukraine!

Nick wakes up after getting tranquilized. He’s surprised that he woke up inside the police car. He was cuffed at the back. Outside was dark probably night time and what appears to be the Rainforest District, and the car was parked in front of a large decrepit mansion overgrown by vines. Nick felt his head ache and heard a familiar voice.

Judy: “Are you ok now Nick?”

Nick sees the scarlet eyes of the vampire rabbit on the driver’s seat.

Nick: “Ok carrots what did you do?”

Judy: “What I just placed you back there.”

Nick: “Cuffed? So you bit me!? Am I gonna turn into a vampire!?”

Judy: “Nick calm down.”

Nick: “I can’t calm down!! I do not wanna live as a vampire!!”

Judy: “NICK!! CALM DOWN OR I’LL TAZER YOU!!!”

Nick sat down checking his neck for any bite marks. 

Bogo: “Is he finally awake?”

Nick looks over the windshield and see a buffalo on fire. It was Bogo but on fire!

Judy: “Yeah he’s up but I think the hallucinogenic is still in affect.”

Nick: “Hallucinogenic?”

Judy: “You don’t remember getting gassed?”

Judy explains that someone was creating hallucinogenics or fear toxins and intoxicated other animals. They were tasked today to arrest the criminal inside the building where he was holding up. The guy calls himself Scarecrow, even though it was just an animal in a costume. They did manage to get him but not after getting gassed. Alex and Nick were the only ones affected since their gas mask became faulty. 

Nick: “Ok I remember now.”

Judy: “So you see me as a vampire?”

Nick: “Yeah and chief as a flaming buffalo. So um, can you un-cuff me? it’s starting to get uncomfortable back here.”

Bogo: “Well as long as you can tell that it’s just the hallucinogenic making everything appear different then you’ll be fine to walk out. Try anything and I’ll put you back here.”

Nick: “Yeah, its just that everyone outside seems to appear…different.”

He looks outside the window and sees that everyone are monsters. That is some powerful hallucinogenic. Well as long as Nick doesn’t freak out or run away then its fine. He just need to keep his cool. Then a whistling wolf with a very large set of teeth came to greet them.

Alex: “Hey Nick you finally better?”

Nick: “Uh by the way I see you right now? No, no I’m not.”

Alex: “Well at least you’re not freaking out like Geno over there.”

Alex pointed out at the ambulance parked out where Geno is lying strapped on the cart, yelling out : “ALL OF YOU ARE ALIENS!! THE INVASION HAS BEGUN!! SOMEONE HELP!!”. They placed a nuzzle on his mouth to prevent him from bitting and screaming. Nick seriously doesn’t want that to happen to him.

Alex: “Man, I hope my partner is going to be ok.”

Judy: “Don’t worry, maybe he’ll snap out of it tomorrow.”

Alex: “I hope so.”

Nick: “I’m just glad I’m not in the same position as him right now.”

Judy: “That’s rude! Say sorry!”

Nick: “Ah! Sorry Alex!”

Alex: “Nah its ok I don’t want to be in the same position as him either. Hey how about this? Let’s record him yelling stuff and when he snaps out of it, we’ll show him the video.”

Nick: “You are not that least bit concerned about your partner huh?”

Alex: “As long as he’s kicking and screaming then he’s fine.”

They both laughed at their antics. Judy frowned on how Alex treats his partner. 

Nick: “So where is our Scarecrow?”

Bogo: “He just got arrested, before you and Alex started to go nuts.”

Judy: “You ran like crazy inside spouting strange things, while I was trying to dart you.”

Alex: “Same here, I was looking for Geno that entire time.”

Judy: “We had an ambulance called in after we got the both of you.”

Nick: “So why was I in the back of the car?”

Judy: “I was planning to take you to the hospital but I wondered if putting you to sleep was enough to get you back to normal.”

Nick: “Well I’m not one hundred percent alright, I’m still seeing things but I guess I can manage.”

Bogo: “Judy take your partner to the hospital, Alex stick with Geno. As for the time being I’m going back to the station.”

Nick: “Oh yeah, why did you trip me?”

Judy: “What do you mean?”

Nick: “You tripped me back there when I was running, what gives?”

Judy: “Oh that, you ran into a small coat rack and you rolled on the floor face planting on the wall then I rushed in and asked if your nose broke.”

Nick doesn’t know whether or not he should believe her, but given the situation there’s no way to prove it.

Nick: “And that thing when you made an adorable face?”

Judy: “I thought I could get you to come with me if did that.”

Nick: “After asking me to drink my blood?”

Judy: “Well you called me a vampire bunny, I thought I should play along and make myself look cute as a vampire.”

Nick: “One thing, vampires don’t do that.”

Judy: “Yeah they do.”

Nick: “You clearly need to watch some horror movies with me.”

Judy: “Uh no.”

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Everyone left the scene. Judy followed the ambulance in front, she notices Nick looking really terrible. 

Judy: “Are you ok Nick?”

Nick: “Well……….no.”

Judy: “Do you need something?”

Nick: “……..no.”

Judy: “Do I scare you?”

Nick: “What? No”

Judy: “Oh is it you’re afraid of vampires Nick?”

Nick: “Ha no. I’m just having a massive headache right now. And besides, you look rather cute with those red eyes.”

Judy: “Red eyes? Nick my eyes are purple.”

Nick: “I know, but with the hallucinogenic everything looks different.”

Judy: “So what can you see?”

Nick: “That everyone is a monster.”

Judy: “No I meant me.”

Nick: “Oh well for one you have red eyes, long eyelashes, and some fangs peaking out of you lips. You look quite the seductress.”

Judy blushed on his remark and decided to play it off, “Well at least for today I’ve become a predator, and I will drink your blood muhahahahahaha.”

Nick: “Hahaha, don’t push your luck cottontailand keep an eye on the road.”

Judy: “So to you I’m now a predator, it feels very strange but I kinda like the idea now. Fear me for I’am the vampire bunny muhahahaha!” Judy playfully waving her hand on Nick’s shoulder as he tries to wave it off.

Nick: “Hehe, you may have turned into a predator my sweet cottontail but remember that you are still my prey.”

Nick looked at Judy with a scary smile. Judy got creeped out.

Nick: “Ha! You should look at your face!”

Judy: “Don’t scare me like that!” She hits him on the shoulder.

Nick: “Keep an eye on the road then!”

Judy continues to drive, but she didn’t want the conversation to end.

Judy: “Were close to the hospital.”

Nick: “Great, I don’t want to keep seeing this spectacle all the time. Well except you, I kinda like seeing you as vampire.”

Judy: “If I ever do become one, then I’ll get you first.”

Nick: “Fine by me. I let you drink my blood if you ever need to, just don’t turn me into one.”

Judy: “I don’t think that’s how it works.”

Nick: “Then you should watch some horror movies with me then.”

Judy: “Again, no.”

Nick: “Haha, if you ever got gassed a few hours ago, I don’t think you’ll last seeing what I’m seeing.”

Judy: “So outside the window, you can see everyone as monsters?”

Nick: “Yeah……and I can also see myself on the reflection.”

Judy: “What do you see? And by that I mean your reflection?”

Nick: “I don’t think you want to know.”

Judy pulls up at the parking lot and got inside the hospital with Alex and Geno who is still strapped in struggling to get free. The nurses told the other two to go to another section of the hall. While Nick and Judy went into the opposite side. Heading into one of the empty rooms.

The doctor arrived and checked on Nick. She appeared something horrible to Nick’s eyes since he’s making a disgusted face. What could he be seeing the doctor as? She said the hallucinogenic will wear off in a couple of hours so there is no need to worry. 

Judy: “Well I’m glad there’s no bad side effect.”

Nick: “Me too.”

Judy: “I’ll be out and get us something to eat ok?”

Nick: “Sure, I’ll just wait here.”

Judy approached him and gave him a hug, “I’m glad you’re ok.”

Nick: “Thanks Judy.”

Judy leaves the room while Nick is in bed staring at the window seeing all kinds of strange things. Then his eyes adjusted looking at his reflection by the window. 

Nick: “How ironic, I became the thing I was scared off when I was a kid. ”

What he sees is something that he was used to be afraid off. The one thing that scared him when he was a kid now appears as his reflection staring back at him. 

Studio FOW возвращается

В честь своего десятилетия, Sudio FOW выпустила ролик, в котором анонсировала несколько новых фильмов и заявила о своем возвращении в лоно киноиндустрии.

Кроме этого, они также выложили крупное обращение на своем дискорд-сервере следующего содержания:

Dear Fowlings,Well, here are we. On this day ten years ago, two Doritos-encrusted neckbeards got up from their Source Filmmaker induced stupor, wiped the orange dust off their keyboards, and decided it was a good idea to release Lara in Trouble upon the unsuspecting world. 

We toiled for probably around two months on that goddamn movie, trying to figure out how to make one broken thing interact with yet another broken thing inside a very broken attic environment. Nothing really worked as it should, everything seemed held together by jank and illusions. So it was with a mix of great trepidation (and a desire to be free of GabeN’s hell) that we decided that it was finally fit for release. 

It was not, but you guys liked it anyway. 

As yagskie and I finally put on our underwear and started scrolling through the comments we realized that there was a real hunger and demand for longer-form content. We knew that short, voice-less loops are no longer gonna cut it. And StudioFOW was born. 

Ten years on, we have been through some shit, some good, some bad, but at the end of the day we’ve always kept one foot moving forward thanks to your support. 

This has been the most incredible of journeys, and I could not be more thankful to all of you for allowing us to undertake it. The fact that the core team is still together here after ten years in such a crazy industry is a testament to how committed we are to delivering content for you guys. 

2024 is a crossroads moment for us as a studio. As we finish our animation duties on Subverse (very soon), we have to decide what to do next with our careers. There’s a lot of new tech on the market, a lot of exciting opportunities. However, defiling waifus and making them ahegao in sheer ecstasy will always be our true calling. As such, the idle animators will slowly trickle back into creating film content. How much of it, and what kind of film content, will depend on YOU all. We have set up a Fansly dedicated to filmmaking as well as Throne for some more experimental content. You can support the studio through these platforms and get production going RIGHT NOW!

https:++fansly com+StudioFOW (вставьте "/" вместо "+" и точку на месте пробела)

https:++throne com+studiofow (вставьте "/" вместо "+" и точку на месте пробела)

We feel the same buzz and energy (even more so) now than in 2014, and with being out of the scene for a few years we cannot wait to get creative again and show ya’ll what we can still do. 

To our collaborators/contributors – There are too many to list throughout these 10 years but everyone we’ve worked with, or added something to the movies, thank you for your contributions. I really want to thank people individually (maybe in a separate post) since this message is already too long and sappy 

To the discord community – enjoy the celebrations! We’d love to hear your FOW anecdotes throughout the week. Favorite movie moments, scenes etc. I am sucker for stories about people meeting through online communities, and we have one of the best on the Internet, so if you have any juicy meetup stories please let me know! 

There will be some fun stuff throughout the week such as the Pop Quiz for hardcore fans and other little events. And of course, we could not leave you all without a special video thank you in our very own style.

It’s been an honor to be your director for these past 10 years, and like Fow-Chan says, here’s to 10 more years of lewd adventures! 

Warm Wishes, 

DC