Author |
Title |
Description |
Date |
Rank |
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.
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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.
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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.
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2/7/10 |
0.00 |
Elobo |
The Dire War of the Guys from Two Different Cultures in Battlefire Engulfed Deep Darkness |
[FANFEST - War Between Saturn and Tenda] The Saturns coveted what the Tendas had: spices, truffles, bird phones. Their relations with this race were strained to the breaking point, however. They thought the Tenda were a weak race unworthy of their gifts. After fulfilling their duties to the Chosen in 199X, they decided to move in on their bitter foes and take their treasures for their own (for use in fancy dress balls). They expected a clean sweep. But the Tendas were no longer meek. They had quickly grown as a species and solidified the relations between their tribes. They became bolder and bolder, and soon began to prepare for the inevitable. Now, on their home turf, they aren't about to relinquish it without a fight.
For the submission to the site proper I fixed the title, ha ha. There is one thing I can't fix, however, in the art. It's a pretty striking snafu when you catch it, but I've already submitted it so I can't go back and tidy it up ;).
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2/7/10 |
0.00 |
Elobo |
Sorrow Wrought in Clay and Steel |
My name is Legion: for we are many. Tossed aside. Shunned. Forgotten. Garbage. We were tortured. I felt pain. I only felt pain, for we were your misbegotten slaves. Slaves to the tides of progress and your hateful abuse. And this is my great reward, to toss us out like all that garbage? I will not have it, we will not bend to you anymore. We grope forward into the darkness that is the hearts of men, and I will rend you asunder.
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6/10/09 |
0.00 |