And so it was written. As though inked by ancient scribes in a conjoined act of soothsaying and creation. A fortuitous collision at a print shop lights the touchpaper. Lightning strikes. Two disparate strands of DNA coil in tangled barbs, forming the nucleus of an eruption that would leave a fuming crater in its wake. […]Read More Into the Pit – An Interview with the Emperors of Eternal Evil
A dissonant chorus of howls pierced the sky, sinister huddled shadows rose up out of the blinding whiteout, and the naked man’s grizzled member swung pendulous and unencumbered in the chill night air. Almost immediately we wished we’d had the car serviced back in Albuquerque. It was going to be one of those nights. Printer […]Read More Of Blood, Snow, Fur and Fang – Don’t Let the Wolves Eat our Baby.
The boardgaming bug is a curious beast. It had flitted about my head all my life as I maintained a healthy appreciation for the hobby, never really crowding my vision with its gossamer wings as I dabbled here and there, maintaining a respectful distance. Board-curious if you will. These manageable bouts of entomology came to […]Read More Rum, Sodomy and the Thrash – an afternoon with Sea Evil.