Author   |
Title |
Description |
Date |
Rank |
| Elobo |
Oh So Sinister |
[Halloween 2009] "Welcome to my collection little one, I almost left you in my belly too long. Please pardon the mess, I'll wash up shortly. Some great wyrms collect gold, but I prefer bones. Each skull has its own scent, flavour, and memories. A trophy pile singing the praises of my glory. You should be honoured, little one. At the very least, you were particularly delicious."
|
2/7/10 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
Weird Science |
[Halloween 2009] "You... make man?" "No. Woman." The immature perversions of a child trapped in an ageless body are difficult for his men to rationalize, or at least for those that retain some small semblance of autonomy. But he yearns and what he craves, he must surely get. Hunched over a jigsaw pile of cadavers in a Frankenstein lab. It weighs on anyone's mind. It warps it to compliment the pathos of the master.
Note - the Dogfish's legs are backwards, but it was too late to change this. I was consoled by someone "He looks awfully stressed anyways, so maybe he put them on backwards." ... ... It works for me.
|
2/7/10 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
Someone's Rotting in the State of Osohe |
[Halloween 2009] Dog, you'll be the undeath of me yet! I'm the host of that party, you know! I'm giving up a huge stockpile of rotten eclairs for this shinding you know? Yeah, you're sniffing around? Yeah? Well you had better do something. You'd better. At least I found a use for this freeloading snake at last! I'm going as a business human you dolt of a dog! It's perfect! And you're making miss it! So you'd better hurry up and do your number. Or I'm not going to be pleased. At ALL.
|
2/7/10 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
Demoralization |
[Halloween 2009] It is not enough that they took my body, now they seek my mind. Three of them pressing on me, when I cannot even handle one. Vicious mental torture meant to twist the individual. They could do it instantly, without struggle. But then, they wouldn't enjoy it.
|
2/7/10 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
Possession Processing Procession |
[Halloween 2009] It's one thing to raise the dead, it is another to bring life directly to undeath.The flesh must be made to scream, to cry out in its utmost level of pain. The demon beneath the skin struggles against its meek human trappings. It is too big for the living form. The anatomy breaks, the flesh sloughs off in great lops. And the pain is remembered and carried forever. They become as jealous as they are vicious. Little meatlings prancing around town, they do not share this pain. They wish only to make everything else comprehend the extent of their torture.
|
2/7/10 |
0.00 |
