They’re among us. Little robots flitting about, busy with the task of taking over this part of the world and demolecularizing that part of the world, exploring caves and enjoying the natural setting of coastline and atmospheric radiation. It’s all but a few know of… till now.
Cris Rose, supreme leader of all creatures mechanically inclined to be experimentally adorable and mindfully anamorphic, invites you to mingle amongst the outer reaches of a damp, mossy tundra to meet his mighty armada of vinyl/resin figures.

I know, you have a few Class III Vault doors already and probably regifted a couple last Christmas, but maybe this will give you a little appreciation for the amount of torching and hammering these massive doors can take.
What could be more exciting than a thermos filled with your favorite soup flying across the room and hitting you in the neck? A heated, self-illuminating thermos filled with your favorite soup, that’s what.
Do you ever wake up from a dream, encapsulated in a bony structure surrounded by a translucent fleshy film? Not recently huh? Well, 


