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<blockquote data-quote="Serpenteye" data-source="post: 151276" data-attributes="member: 1492">From the deapths of the Oerth (secret)The creature in the tank throbbed. A loud thumping noice droned hypnotically from the glassteel container, unchanging. Soaking in a solution of magically charged nutrients and narcotics, basking in an ultraviolet light, lay a creature of nightmare. Suddenly, deeply embedded in that great chunk of grey scarred flesh, an eye fluttered convulsively and seemed to gaze at the laboratory with disturbing intelligence. A toothed tentacle pounded impotently against the glass and then the creature stilled once again. The white-robed science officer scribbled incomprehensive codes into his notebook and turned to the mithril helmeted man beside him. The cleric interrupted with an annoyed frown.&nbsp;&quot;You have broken the budget, you are five weeks after schedule, you have wasted test subjects and resources and your personal expense account is bordering on theft. Give me a very good reason why I should not recommend your immediate discharge from the project and a swift but painful execution.&quot;&nbsp;The scientist smiled mockingly, &quot;Our superiors know as well as you do that I'm practically irreplacable. Noone, except our divine lords, could have handled this project better than me. I admit we've made a few errors, but we are catching up swiftly in the Eone department and the Dwor-animation is almost completed, the Ann are still troublesome, but we expected that from the very beginning. The new magics are invaluable, truly. Who could have thought one year ago that...&quot; &nbsp;&quot;Enough! Your prattling won't save you!&quot; A silver-glowing jar in the corner started an eeire, inarticulate keening. The cleric turned towards it with a contemptuous sneer. &quot;The God-Emperor's getting impatient, your incompetence is disturbing His plans.&quot;&nbsp;&quot;NO!&quot; a look of rage and pure terror filled the eyes of the scientist, then he visibly composed himself. &quot;No. The Gods in their limitless wisdom and knowledge understand the weakness of our human flesh and the limits of our mortal minds. I have done nothing wrong and I would swear that at the feet of the Emperor of Gods himself.&quot; &nbsp;&quot;You won't be able to use that excuse much longer, &quot; the cleric said icily. &quot;Your time is running out.&quot; He marched stiffly out of the chamber.&nbsp;&quot;No, fool,&quot; the scientist giggled to himself, &quot;there's yet plenty of time, isn't it Cthulhu-boy? What is that old saying? 'That is not dead that can eternal lie. In stranger eons even death may die.' Unfortunately for you, your new life will be in slavery.&quot; The monstrosity in the jar cried out weakly in pain and terror.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Serpenteye, post: 151276, member: 1492"] [b]From the deapths of the Oerth (secret)[/b] The creature in the tank throbbed. A loud thumping noice droned hypnotically from the glassteel container, unchanging. Soaking in a solution of magically charged nutrients and narcotics, basking in an ultraviolet light, lay a creature of nightmare. Suddenly, deeply embedded in that great chunk of grey scarred flesh, an eye fluttered convulsively and seemed to gaze at the laboratory with disturbing intelligence. A toothed tentacle pounded impotently against the glass and then the creature stilled once again. The white-robed science officer scribbled incomprehensive codes into his notebook and turned to the mithril helmeted man beside him. The cleric interrupted with an annoyed frown. "You have broken the budget, you are five weeks after schedule, you have wasted test subjects and resources and your personal expense account is bordering on theft. Give me a very good reason why I should not recommend your immediate discharge from the project and a swift but painful execution." The scientist smiled mockingly, "Our superiors know as well as you do that I'm practically irreplacable. Noone, except our divine lords, could have handled this project better than me. I admit we've made a few errors, but we are catching up swiftly in the Eone department and the Dwor-animation is almost completed, the Ann are still troublesome, but we expected that from the very beginning. The new magics are invaluable, truly. Who could have thought one year ago that..." "Enough! Your prattling won't save you!" A silver-glowing jar in the corner started an eeire, inarticulate keening. The cleric turned towards it with a contemptuous sneer. "The God-Emperor's getting impatient, your incompetence is disturbing His plans." "NO!" a look of rage and pure terror filled the eyes of the scientist, then he visibly composed himself. "No. The Gods in their limitless wisdom and knowledge understand the weakness of our human flesh and the limits of our mortal minds. I have done nothing wrong and I would swear that at the feet of the Emperor of Gods himself." "You won't be able to use that excuse much longer, " the cleric said icily. "Your time is running out." He marched stiffly out of the chamber. "No, fool," the scientist giggled to himself, "there's yet plenty of time, isn't it Cthulhu-boy? What is that old saying? 'That is not dead that can eternal lie. In stranger eons even death may die.' Unfortunately for you, your new life will be in slavery." The monstrosity in the jar cried out weakly in pain and terror. [/QUOTE]

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