Cult Longboard Wheels

Road Warrior

Race Wheel.
Updated Urethane Chemistry.
Higher Roll Speed.
Moar Grip.
The Fastest Exit Speeds in the Galaxy.
We do it my way. Fear is our ally. Then you shall have your revenge.

  • Diameter: 74mm
  • Width: 66.6mm
  • Contact Patch: 66.6mm
  • Core: Warp Core
  • Urethane: Hyperium
  • Core Position: Offset
  • Durometer: 76A
  • Finish: Mold Release


Freeride Wheel.
A Merciful Cult Release.
Ultimate Sideways Control.
A tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

  • Diameter: 65mm
  • Width: 50.5mm
  • Contact Patch: 36.5mm
  • Core: Mini
  • Urethane: Neurothane
  • Core Position: Centerset
  • Durometer: 78A
  • Finish: Stoned Grinded


Faster Freeride Wheel.
Large Core for More Mind Control.
Legendary Slide Feels.
If only you could see what I’ve seen with your eyes.

  • Diameter: 71mm
  • Width: 53mm
  • Contact Patch: 50.5mm
  • Core: Tyranocore
  • Urethane: Dopathane
  • Core Position: Offset
  • Durometer: 78A
  • Finish: Mold Release

Mind Control

Embroidered Beanie.
Prevents unwanted controlling influences from entering the brain.
Ensures that the wearer’s mind is as free as possible.
Quite an experience to live in fear isn’t it? That’s what it is to be a Slave.

  • Size: One Size Fits all
  • Material: 100% Acrylic
  • Logo: Embroidered

Self Adhesive Worship

Give thanks to the Cult on any smooth, clean surface.
I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor.

  • Width: 74mm
  • Height: 40mm
  • Thickness: 0.21mm

And then from beyond the void, from beyond time itself, the Doctor spoke directly into the minds of those so attuned. He told them of a time of chaos, of ruined dreams, a wasted land. Their world crumbled in a firestorm of fear. Men began to feed on Men.

Only those with the Sight were able to hear the fell voice that spoke of these dark days. A new level of devotion to the cause was required to survive such times. Many were taken, but as always, the Chosen emerged stronger, faster, forged in the blazing furnaces of chaos into something… More.

With new senses awakened by the Doctor’s teachings, and existing perceptions enhanced by his Creations, the Cult, collectively, now knew it’s true and ultimate purpose. The air must be cut and shaped in new and radical dimensions. New techniques must be found in pursuit of ego’s destruction and the rebirth of the higher state. Mind, constant and fluid, must pass through Fear and look back upon Fear’s path. Thus spake the Super Guru.

Deep within His laboratory, simultaneously inside and without, something stirred. Seeing without eyes, He finally beheld His creation. Though He no longer bothered with the physical need or even ability to express thoughts through what was once his face, the Doctor smiled to himself, and He knew that It was good.