Author   |
Title |
Description |
Date |
Rank |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Elobo | I Have No Mouth |
I am broken, but I hunger. I am in pain, and I need to eat. Why would they program a robot to feel pain, or the nearest approximation? Why would they program a robot to experience desperation? Am I the sick pawn of some ironic game? I hunger. I crave. I lust. I STARVE. I HAVE NO MOUTH, AND I MUST EAT THIS SANDWICH! (ref to I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream)
|
8/15/09 | 0.00 |
| Elobo | Hitman |
Rain pours, but it does not chill this this cold figure. The zombies are organized, and these are the enforcers. They were vile in life, and voracious in death. Slipping off the mortal coil only increased their hunger for crime and debauchery. Their unique... talents... pay the bills but the inability to feel pleasure drives them ever more violent.
|
6/1/09 | 0.00 |
| Elobo | Gruff Theft Tessie |
Bubble Monkey was simply flirting with a local gal when a Gruff Goat tore into him, stole his gum, and absconded with Tessie! After plenty of shock and a little dismay, Bubble Monkey ran helplessly along the coas. He'd lost his ride and his bubble gum. The gruff goat was meanwhile in over his head, it would take ages to get this gum out of his manly beard! It was too gorgeous of a beard to cut off. And so the eternal struggle of life goes on. (ebfgp)
|
8/6/09 | 0.00 |
| Elobo | Grinning Devil |
Ousted by the stone idols of a fallen tribe, the remnants of both Agrillan tribes remained covetous of their homeland. Progress shifted towards malice, and constructs such as these were a result. Simple in design, deadly in execution. It came wearing a toothy grin on its face and carrying a belly full of fire. They were meant to be expended, but they were beyond precious – made from some of the last meager resources the tribes could pull together. They should have entangled the idols with chain, hook, and magnetic clasp. But they were changed by the spiritual discord of the land, became autonomous. and the homeland slipped farther from the people’s grasp.
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11/9/09 | 0.00 |
| Elobo | Good Vibrations |
Every step. Every sound. Every swing. Every hit. The Electrospecter vibrates with it all, a giant tuning fork of raw, transcendent power. Its incomprehensible body shifting and changing with each tremendous oscillation. Constant resonance, shattering barriers and draining the life from your weary bones. Press on as hard as possible... every movement sends a new wave of raw force hurtling your way. This conducting menace plays for keeps.
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4/16/09 | 0.00 |
