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“The Forever Engulfing Slug” ⬇️⬇️When The Directors first herded humanity into cities, we cleansed the biomass and repla...
06/06/2025

“The Forever Engulfing Slug” ⬇️⬇️

When The Directors first herded humanity into cities, we cleansed the biomass and replaced it with our parasites consigned to a fate of feeding on our waste in sewers and between walls. The Directors saw this and cultivated in us a hate; that we may look upon these creeping cleaners with deep loathing. Under The Director’s their prodding, we tortured and twisted these creatures endlessly. In nighted shadows ‘they gather them, and await the day to unleash upon us the cacophony of the unclean.

“The Directors” sent people into cities, purging “biomass” for “parasites” that feed on waste, hated and tortured. These creatures reflect the 370,000 migrant workers, mostly women from Southeast Asia working as maids. They’re essential to most homes, cleaning and raising children while facing low wages, long hours and social stigma. The higher escalons of society curated this disdain, creating unfair systems to trap workers in exploitative contracts with limited rights and little rest

Imagine Aisha a Filipina maid, waking up at 6:30am in a cramped bunkbed in a Kowloon flat. She cooks, cleans and cares for children, her hands rough from work, longing for her family overseas. She’s essential, yet neglected, her dreams buried under endless chores. Hong Kong thrives on her boundless labor but rarely care about her humanity.

“The Horrid Pedestrian Mass” ⬇️⬇️Along the pulsating veins of the City, the Directors conduct their symphony. The Direct...
06/06/2025

“The Horrid Pedestrian Mass” ⬇️⬇️

Along the pulsating veins of the City, the Directors conduct their symphony. The Directors protect us. The Directors watch over us. The Directors guide us and drill us daily to perform marches in harmony; so we may forgo our selves and one day be enjoined as a single glorious mass.

“The Directors” guide and drill people into robots with the education system, stripping away their individuality. This represe Hong Kong’s intense societal push for conformity, where personal dreams are thrown away to pursue societial expectations. Students and workers are molded the moment they go to school, their individuality stripped for the sake of the “greater good.” The story’s symphony warns of a society that risks losing its soul to conform.

Imagine Keith a young primary student, hunched over textbooks in a Mong Kok flat, chasing perfect exam scores. His love for painting fades as parents and teachers urge him toward finance or law, paths that are deemed “safe” by society. He feels constant pressure to conform in order to blend into the crowd. A culture that focuses on collective success but neglects the individuality, leaving many to wonder who they could’ve been.

Every piece of artwork starts from a mere visualisation.
23/05/2025

Every piece of artwork starts from a mere visualisation.

Slip into a local Hong Kong Chinese opera and you’re in for a unique experience. Hidden in plain sight inside community ...
14/05/2025

Slip into a local Hong Kong Chinese opera and you’re in for a unique experience. Hidden in plain sight inside community halls, these shows are the city’s cultural heartbeat. You’re surrounded by old-timers humming old tunes, kids gawking at sparkly costumes and tourists puzzling over the soaring vocals. It’s loud, colorful and raw.

It’s not all smooth. Packed seats, clanging gongs and piercing notes can overwhelm, especially for newcomers. But the chaos has charm. A warrior’s spin or a heart-wrenching wail hits and you swap a grin with the person next to you. That’s Hong Kong—dive into the unseen traditional culture, it’s worth it.

Opera mirrors Hong Kong’s grit. Once gritty street acts, these shows now light up theaters, still keeping their edge. Young artists mix in modern vibes or techy visuals, battling Netflix and Cantopop idols to stay relevant. It’s the city’s way—honoring roots while chasing what’s next. Catch one soon. It’s not just a show—it’s Hong Kong’s spirit, singing loud.

Board a Hong Kong minibus and you’re plunged into a vibrant slice of city life. These red and green vans pack strangers ...
14/05/2025

Board a Hong Kong minibus and you’re plunged into a vibrant slice of city life. These red and green vans pack strangers together—delivery workers watching videos, elderly women griping about plastic grocery bags, students with music leaking from earbuds. It’s cramped but authentic, sparking chats about new eateries or soaring rents. Someone shouts, “You dropped your Octopus card!” and strangers briefly connect.

Rush hour turns the van into a sweaty, tense space, with the driver yelling “Fai di la!” (Hurry!) as you scramble for change. These drivers get paid for every lap and more often than not have no base salaries. Every minute is essential to them. However, the chaos has charm. A sharp turn a near stumble and you share a laugh with a neighbor. It’s Hong Kong’s way of life, a way of coping in the fast-paced city.

Each minibus bursts with personality—drivers decorate with plushies, lucky cats or posters. Once rogue operators, minibuses now follow set routes with digital fares but keep their defiant edge. Young drivers post routes online, adapting to ride-hailing apps and MTR expansions. It mirrors Hong Kong, a resilient and ever-evolving city. Flag one down next time. It’s not just a ride—it’s Hong Kong’s heartbeat.

“The Overtime Ceremony”As ‘they continue to breed humanity in cities, and skyscrapers rise in the millions, some of us a...
01/05/2025

“The Overtime Ceremony”

As ‘they continue to breed humanity in cities, and skyscrapers rise in the millions, some of us are selected to be the unwitting clergy in nighted rituals where fluorescent glow from shiny towers re-enacts the churning chaos of starry cosmos. Suited in ceremonial attires, we drone on in office temples transmitting information across the globe and beyond. Such glorious efforts are not to be sullied by the repayment in gold... Oh! ‘They! coax our inner void! rip our unworthy shell from us!

In Hong Kong, working long hours has almost become a way of life, a depressing work culture.
Pressing buttons for hours on end with societal pressures to work overtime. For many, overtime is just part of the job, and the pressure to keep going comes from both the expectations of the workplace and societal pressures. It becomes a routine, working late into the night, sacrificing personal time in the hopes that it will pay off in the future.

“The Overtime Ceremony” As ‘they continue to breed humanity in cities, and skyscrapers rise in the millions, some of us ...
30/04/2025

“The Overtime Ceremony”

As ‘they continue to breed humanity in cities, and skyscrapers rise in the millions, some of us are selected to be the unwitting clergy in nighted rituals where fluorescent glow from shiny towers re-enacts the churning chaos of starry cosmos. Suited in ceremonial attires, we drone on in office temples transmitting information across the globe and beyond. Such glorious efforts are not to be sullied by the repayment in gold… Oh! ‘They! coax our inner void! rip our unworthy shell from us!

In Hong Kong, working long hours has almost become a way of life, a depressing work culture. Pressing buttons for hours on end with societal pressures to work overtime. For many, overtime is just part of the job, and the pressure to keep going comes from both the expectations of the workplace and societal pressures. It becomes a routine, working late into the night, sacrificing personal time in the hopes that it will pay off in the future.

In Hong Kong, a city filled with wealth and luxury, cage homes are a harsh reality for many. These tiny spaces are often...
23/04/2025

In Hong Kong, a city filled with wealth and luxury, cage homes are a harsh reality for many. These tiny spaces are often just big enough for a bed, leaving little room for anything else. For those who live here, it’s the only option they can afford, with rent climbing but wages stuck in place. When space is scarce, this is the only choice left.

Cage homes are often found in run-down buildings with little upkeep. Pipes leak, wires hang out, and the risk of fire is constant. These cramped spaces are often overcrowded and unsafe, making life not just uncomfortable, but dangerous too.

Living in a cage home often means feeling isolated. With no privacy and walls so thin, it’s hard to form connections or have a sense of community. People come and go, and it can feel like you’re just passing through life rather than really living it.

The mental strain of living in such conditions can be overwhelming. The constant stress of being cramped and financially insecure can lead to anxiety and depression. But reaching out for help can feel impossible when you’re just trying to survive day to day.

Still, even in these tough conditions, people find ways to make it work. They create little moments of comfort in their tiny spaces or lean on each other for support. It’s a testament to how strong people can be, even when life is at its hardest.

In a city known for its skyscrapers and luxury, there’s another side people don’t often talk about-cage homes.These are ...
08/04/2025

In a city known for its skyscrapers and luxury, there’s another side people don’t often talk about-cage homes.

These are tiny spaces, sometimes just big enough for a bed and a fan, stacked in shared rooms. For many, it’s the only place they can afford to live. Rent keeps going up, but wages haven’t. And when space is limited, this is what’s left.

Living in a cage home means giving up privacy. You hear everything. You sleep inches from strangers.
It’s hot in the summer, cold in the winter, and hard to feel truly safe or at peace.

But even in such tough conditions, people carry on.
They cook, they rest, they work long hours to survive. These homes are a reminder of how uneven life can be in a city that never stops moving.
There’s no quick fix-but seeing it, talking about it, and understanding it is a start.

You’ll find them on busy corners, under bridges, by the tram stops—potato and walnut vendors like this one are more than...
07/04/2025

You’ll find them on busy corners, under bridges, by the tram stops—potato and walnut vendors like this one are more than just a snack stop. They’re a symbol of Hong Kong’s everyday life.

For generations, they’ve been part of the city’s rhythm. No bright signs, no fuss—just the warm smell of roasted walnuts and fried potatoes, passed to you in a paper bag. Affordable, familiar, and always there when you need them.

In a city that’s always moving, these stalls are steady. A reminder of the small comforts that make Hong Kong feel like home.

It’s more than food. It’s culture—served hot, with a little salt.

Do you remember the last time you stopped for a snack like this?

A prototype has arrived—and with it, something chilling.🔮🦇Our Lovecraftian horror board game explores the hidden alleys,...
04/04/2025

A prototype has arrived—and with it, something chilling.🔮🦇

Our Lovecraftian horror board game explores the hidden alleys, crumbling temples and forgotten tunnels beneath the city of Hong Kong.

We’re finally holding the physical game in our hands, and it’s starting to feel real.
More updates, photos and behind-the-scenes soon.

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