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Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo motherfuckers! Welcome! To all of you this fine Halloween. I am proud to present on this holiday, a little something I bought from 
Dutch showing a Mountains of Madness inspired pic where Tendril from 
Dreamkeepers is chasing Rocky and Freckle from Lackadaisy...because he's hungry, and not for flesh.
~
I AM forced into speech because men of science have refused to follow my advice without knowing why.
Good God people, don't overcook hot dogs in the microwave! I've told you before you'll be losing your lunch!
Without throwing up.
But Rocky didn't lose his lunch, no he did not. Oh it was days back in the labyrinthine tunnels around the Lackadaisy speakeasy. Freckle, against his better judgement, was going with his cousin to spend time with him...Rocky wanted to show him the best tunnel to eat pancakes in.
However, there was also a demented, sometimes murderous cult that also performed rituals in these tunnels. And Rocky's perch overlooked the cave they used.
The cult's agenda for today was to summon some sort of god from a tome of eldritch lore...from Michigan.
It was wrote by some weird guy the "Mad Michigander" A. Foix, AKA the Shambler in Shadows, who often stole Nikola Tesla's identity and demanded people call him the Black Pharaoh.
Whatever the hell that meant.
Either way, the cultists were attempting to use this manual for eldritch shenanigans to summon a 'outer god', which wasn't quite true because the Mad Michigander mistook the Nightmares for outer gods.
Rocky and Freckle were bamboozled to see the cultists, Rocky just assumed they were performers using the cave to practice.
...Even when Tendril just appeared in the center of their summoning circle.
The monstrous blob looked around at the cultists with profound confusion, he'd finally convinced Nabonidus to hold a poetry slam and now he was just in a cave surrounded by weird cats in robes.
However, Tendril stopped being pissed when the cult started bowing down before him, saying he was a god.
Rocky wondered if they were filming a movie...Freckle however, not being insane, just had a slack jaw.
Things went head over ass though when a cultist let slip that Tendril's poetry could use some improvement...leading to the nightmare to slaughtering the whole group in a vicious, bloody rage.
And it was then Rocky suspected something might be up here.
Tendril found he was hungry afterwards, and in his rage, had pretty much reduced the cultists to powder and bloody robes, meaning he couldn't get a bite to eat...and then he smelled Rocky's pancakes.
And when the rhyming, murderous blob-beast charged the cats and their cliff, loudly demanding pancakes...that's when Rocky finally did his marathon training.
The two cats hurled their bodies, and the pancakes, away from the speedy, increasingly pissed off monster who desired their food or their flesh.
Of course, their screaming got Victor's attention, and he grumbled on back to the tunnels because something about this seemed vaguely familiar.
Said suspicions turned out to be true after he'd walked into the tunnel and saw Tendril there.
...It was like that one time in WWI all over again...for Tendril.
Rocky had no idea just why Tendril's reaction to seeing Victor was to loudly shriek "THE BEAST!" and flee in the opposite direction, while the irate Victor stomped on down there with a large shovel.
By the end of the day, it was the single weirdest day of Freckle's life.
For Rocky it was just Tuesday.
Tendril had fled the world, because the ritual wasn't that good in the first place and the beast knew English.
No matter how much slaughtering the other Nightmares enjoyed, they would definitely want to leave this place alone.
"The Beast" lived here.
And he had a protege apparently.
...Tendril didn't know how dangerous that jackass with the pancakes actually was, or what kind of apprentice, but for Tendril, the most merciful thing in the multiverse would be to be far, far away from anything involving Victor.
~
Rocky and Freckle belong to Tracy Butler
Tendril belongs to Dreamkeepers
~
Stay tuned for more art, including stuff from Dutch 
joelasko and 
ShoNuff44
~
I hope you'll check out my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/AFoxOfFiction/
Patreon there's plenty of other pages up there too for your enjoyment.
Anyone for coffee? https://ko-fi.com/W7W7B6ED
ko-fi
Dutch showing a Mountains of Madness inspired pic where Tendril from 
Dreamkeepers is chasing Rocky and Freckle from Lackadaisy...because he's hungry, and not for flesh.~
I AM forced into speech because men of science have refused to follow my advice without knowing why.
Good God people, don't overcook hot dogs in the microwave! I've told you before you'll be losing your lunch!
Without throwing up.
But Rocky didn't lose his lunch, no he did not. Oh it was days back in the labyrinthine tunnels around the Lackadaisy speakeasy. Freckle, against his better judgement, was going with his cousin to spend time with him...Rocky wanted to show him the best tunnel to eat pancakes in.
However, there was also a demented, sometimes murderous cult that also performed rituals in these tunnels. And Rocky's perch overlooked the cave they used.
The cult's agenda for today was to summon some sort of god from a tome of eldritch lore...from Michigan.
It was wrote by some weird guy the "Mad Michigander" A. Foix, AKA the Shambler in Shadows, who often stole Nikola Tesla's identity and demanded people call him the Black Pharaoh.
Whatever the hell that meant.
Either way, the cultists were attempting to use this manual for eldritch shenanigans to summon a 'outer god', which wasn't quite true because the Mad Michigander mistook the Nightmares for outer gods.
Rocky and Freckle were bamboozled to see the cultists, Rocky just assumed they were performers using the cave to practice.
...Even when Tendril just appeared in the center of their summoning circle.
The monstrous blob looked around at the cultists with profound confusion, he'd finally convinced Nabonidus to hold a poetry slam and now he was just in a cave surrounded by weird cats in robes.
However, Tendril stopped being pissed when the cult started bowing down before him, saying he was a god.
Rocky wondered if they were filming a movie...Freckle however, not being insane, just had a slack jaw.
Things went head over ass though when a cultist let slip that Tendril's poetry could use some improvement...leading to the nightmare to slaughtering the whole group in a vicious, bloody rage.
And it was then Rocky suspected something might be up here.
Tendril found he was hungry afterwards, and in his rage, had pretty much reduced the cultists to powder and bloody robes, meaning he couldn't get a bite to eat...and then he smelled Rocky's pancakes.
And when the rhyming, murderous blob-beast charged the cats and their cliff, loudly demanding pancakes...that's when Rocky finally did his marathon training.
The two cats hurled their bodies, and the pancakes, away from the speedy, increasingly pissed off monster who desired their food or their flesh.
Of course, their screaming got Victor's attention, and he grumbled on back to the tunnels because something about this seemed vaguely familiar.
Said suspicions turned out to be true after he'd walked into the tunnel and saw Tendril there.
...It was like that one time in WWI all over again...for Tendril.
Rocky had no idea just why Tendril's reaction to seeing Victor was to loudly shriek "THE BEAST!" and flee in the opposite direction, while the irate Victor stomped on down there with a large shovel.
By the end of the day, it was the single weirdest day of Freckle's life.
For Rocky it was just Tuesday.
Tendril had fled the world, because the ritual wasn't that good in the first place and the beast knew English.
No matter how much slaughtering the other Nightmares enjoyed, they would definitely want to leave this place alone.
"The Beast" lived here.
And he had a protege apparently.
...Tendril didn't know how dangerous that jackass with the pancakes actually was, or what kind of apprentice, but for Tendril, the most merciful thing in the multiverse would be to be far, far away from anything involving Victor.
~
Rocky and Freckle belong to Tracy Butler
Tendril belongs to
Dreamkeepers~
Stay tuned for more art, including stuff from
Dutch 
joelasko and 
ShoNuff44~
I hope you'll check out my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/AFoxOfFiction/
Patreon there's plenty of other pages up there too for your enjoyment.Anyone for coffee? https://ko-fi.com/W7W7B6ED
ko-fi
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