things are picking up in my little shop of horrors, the Dark Laboratory as it's now called is hopefully going to be an active website from where to engage all of my insane ramblings and submit works all from me...
Jeez... I wasn't even thinking then... my fingers talked for me XD
here's something to display just how insane things have gotten here
he comes with a little story too!
++++ I had made my way to the upper-spire, my Auto pistol was running dry as I had emptied three clips clearing a path upwards into the ancient basilica...
My entrance into the hall was met with a low tone that chilled my blood. In the glum darkness, I could make out the shape of a man... or at least what seemed like a man...
"You shall find no passage here, Pilgrim..." the voice was cold, mechanical; whatever it was stepped into a soft beam of light that arced down from one of the many lead-lights along the hall walls.
I took one look and drew my pistol, the thing had recently gouged out it's eyes, the alien-esque power-arms reaching out as if praying to the heavens, it's head swung backwards.
I let loose an almighty cry of fury as I emptied the last nine shots in the pistol, the Arco-Servitor fell backwards a step under the barrage.
Brackish-dark blood oozed from the eight straight hits, it's horrid form revealing a wizened smile upon it's half-life-lips, "My faith is my armor, your retribution holds no sway, Pilgrim..."
Without a gun nor any weapon for that matter, I was beaten, it would take alot more than even a las-rifle to down something that felt no pain... My instincts caught up with me... I ran... ++++
And a few of his 'comrades'