Hp Lovecraft is laughing in his grave with a big "I Told You So" grin.
Let me tell you about my best friend. She is wildly creative with a sort of manic energy one generally only sees amongst deranged fanpeople at comic book stores and anime conventions, perhaps because she is a deranged fanperson on some level. She is the goddess of deranged fanpeople, here to teach us new ways to revel and destroy.
She makes music that you'd hear if the gods would let us hear the soundtrack to this slapstick tragicomedy of a world.
She sent me a box.
If you're anything like me, the Hellraiser movies come to mind. It was just a shoebox, though, full of magic cards and a magnetic poetry kit and other cool little things one might put in a box and send to a geographically distant friend.
There was a little wooden chest inside the box, too. with a strangely shaped crystal inside. If you're anything like me, the phrase "Shining Trapezohedron" comes to mind.
It should.
I know what's in the box because I opened it in a well-lit room, cackled happily at getting a cool little Lovcraft reference in the mail, and closed it again. What my friend didn't send me was a note warning me that it works
I saw him outside, flitting across the porch. The Haunter of the Dark. The Crawling Chaos. The End of All Knowing.
Remember me.
Let me tell you about my best friend. She is wildly creative with a sort of manic energy one generally only sees amongst deranged fanpeople at comic book stores and anime conventions, perhaps because she is a deranged fanperson on some level. She is the goddess of deranged fanpeople, here to teach us new ways to revel and destroy.
She makes music that you'd hear if the gods would let us hear the soundtrack to this slapstick tragicomedy of a world.
She sent me a box.
If you're anything like me, the Hellraiser movies come to mind. It was just a shoebox, though, full of magic cards and a magnetic poetry kit and other cool little things one might put in a box and send to a geographically distant friend.
There was a little wooden chest inside the box, too. with a strangely shaped crystal inside. If you're anything like me, the phrase "Shining Trapezohedron" comes to mind.
It should.
I know what's in the box because I opened it in a well-lit room, cackled happily at getting a cool little Lovcraft reference in the mail, and closed it again. What my friend didn't send me was a note warning me that it works
I saw him outside, flitting across the porch. The Haunter of the Dark. The Crawling Chaos. The End of All Knowing.
Remember me.
Hmm.
Curi.