Author |
Title |
Description |
Date |
Rank |
Elobo |
Nature of the Beast |
Ask anyone what the most deadly predator to walk the land is, and they might say Mighty Bear 7 or some other large brute. But they may not be aware of the vicious Chomposaur, terror of the Lost Underworld. Immensely powerful and intelligent, it is no slouch when it comes to hunting. But the same highly developed brain that allows for the use of Psi also breeds an intense cruelty. They will eat anyone who catches their eye, even if their minuscule size means they would be an impoverished meal indeed... They will toy with their food, groping around palm trees. If they were truly hungry or feeling especially wicked, they could easily rend or burn their way to their quarry. But then the deadly game would come to an end.
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4/17/09 |
0.00 |
Elobo |
My Mindless Friend |
My life… my everything… it used to be at the bottom of the bottle. We were not scientists, we were assembly line workers. It didn’t matter how useful our abominations were, as long as they were present. So I found solace in a melange of liquors hard and brutal. As I pulled my blood soaked arms out of its gaping cranium, my heart was heavy. The brain was wired, the switch was flipped. It stared at me, blankly, for nearly five minutes. Then it smiled, and hung on my every word with unflinching adoration. Was this unconditional love? No, there was a dire condition: lobotomization. But I needed something to grab hold of to haul myself out of the pit of this despair. This seems to be working. Hmm, I’ll feel terrible about him down the road? You know what? Whatever.
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11/28/09 |
8.00 |
Elobo |
Mousey in the Sky like Cheese Curds |
This strange creature, I've never seen it before. It worms its way effortlessly through my rotten walls. My stomach curls into a knot so Gordian at this crass amalgamation of vermin. What perverse architect thought imagine this tiny abomination?
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1/22/10 |
0.00 |
Elobo |
Mondo Momma |
Though she was never the third strongest mole, she had a reason to fight. Your Sanctuary was hers now, to protect and nurture her birth and surrogate children. True brutal savagery emerges in a threatened mother, a gentle touch remains as she holds her rowdy progeny back from the main fracas. They may have been playing rough, but without Momma they will be scared and scattered, completely out of their depth in the Dusty Dunes and Summers. You monster.
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4/9/09 |
0.00 |
Elobo |
Mastermind |
Ah, the elusive Master Criminal Worm. They are their own best getaway car. Having amassed a vast wealth and many battle scars, they are careful not to allow any of their money to be exposed. They have enough oomph in the criminal empire to quickly rise to the top, and always have aspiring hangers-on. Quick to preserve their empire, their efficiency is always lethal when it needs to be. But at least they're good to their mommies.
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4/19/09 |
0.00 |