Author   |
Title |
Description |
Date |
Rank |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Elobo | Gnashing in the Depths |
(Earthbound 64) A creature of tooth and tongue gropes its way through the unseen caves of the world. Those who make it their folly to venture deep into the womb of mother earth will meet creatures that are, in contrast, unearthly. Leave them hiding in their dour shadows, and stay toward the light. Grues come in many veiled dangers.
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7/25/09 | 0.00 |
| Elobo | Gimme Hope, Juana! |
Like her 'sisters,' Juana uses her beauty and wiles to play upon the lust of her enemies. She is, however, much more powerful than the others in the series. She can 'shape' raw psychic energy effortlessly to produce truly terrifying PSI. Often taking up the roll of leader in an attack group, she is not afraid to get her hands dirty. And when she does, few are left standing. This lady is lethal.
|
5/3/09 | 0.00 |
| Elobo | Galvanized Insanity |
In the strange string of spacetime known as Moonside, both abstract notion and mundane normality are twisted together and made one. The creativity of its people bleed into the world and become tangible and terrible. Dali's Clock is no exception. The nature of Moonside is always in sway, and the Clock can ebb with its tide better than most. Time is easy to master where it is not so absolute.
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4/29/09 | 0.00 |
| Elobo | From Clay, Through Soil, To Dust |
The Farm Zombie's form began to fade and crumble, as its essence leaked from every orifice. "Is this my great reward for my unending toil and torment? Is this the end to my unnatural binding to undeath. How... gracious of the master to steal my life, then steal my freedom. And finally to release me into nothingness. Or am I merely set for a more heinous imprisonment still? Forgive me if I'm not thrilled."
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4/20/09 | 0.00 |
| Elobo | Forgotten |
The Metal Monkey believed in flight before fight, and ran and ran until it was alone with the trees of the forest. It stayed here in serene solitude. It would not leave. Now it is merely a cold, forgotten shell. But nature shows no remorse, its pace is not to be stalled. And the empty husk can run no more.
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5/20/09 | 0.00 |
