Genre: Horror & Thriller
About morgajel
Location: Michigan
Home Region:
United States :: Michigan :: Detroit
Age:27
Website: http://morgajel.net
Favorite novels: Cryptonomicon, It, Dragon Tears, If Chins could Kill (autobiography)
Favorite writers: Neal Stephenson, R.A. Salvatore, Arthur C. Clarke, Hitchcock
Favorite music: no music
Non-noveling interests: guitar, programming, linux
Joined date: November 1, 2007
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Sinblade
an excerpt
The rottweiler trotted over growling and jumped up against the gate. Pedro leaned over and spoke to him while he scratched his head. "Yeah Urquhart, you been teaching those fuckers a lesson? Put them on your shit list and chew their balls off. You remember Brent dontcha? Hold off on chewing his balls until Jaysun's done with him."
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A voice inside the room invited them in. It was dark, lit mostly by a single
computer monitor. A bottle of hand lotion sat between the monitor and a box of
tissues, with the rest of the desk was covered with various stacks of
collectible-card-game cards. In front of the monitor was a large man with an
impressive mullet. He spun around in his office chair and stood up, his red
leather pants creaking at the strain of movement. He flipped on the lights,
displaying a plethora of posters of 80's hair metal and pop bands plastered to
the walls, each with numerous push-pin holes in the corners. With the exception of the desk, it was as if Jaysun had never left the 80's.
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Brent turned to see Baelith in his true form- a lumbering, ten-foot tall demon,
half smoldering embers, half dripping filth. His skin was jet black and waxy,
reminding Brent of a dark eggplant. Large, bat-like wings protruded over his
shoulders, a grotesque collection of spines and rotted skin stretched over
charred bones. His forearms were covered in a thick coat of quills, his hands
curling into meaty, taloned fingers, clenching and unclenching. A small set of
toothy jaws were inset underneath each arm, gnashing their teeth. His trunk-
like goat legs were covered in a matted, mangy fur that ended in a cloven hoof.
Each foot was covered with a tuft of small octopi tentacles, similar to that of
a clydesdale. Puss of various colors drained from several small openings, while
red-hot embers glowed from underneath in other openings. He was truly a
creature of nightmares.
Baelith's face alone was enough to bring bad dreams to even the most macho of
men. It was large and dog-like on the end of a slightly elongated neck, the
crooked jaw bending down into a vulture's beak. Three eyes were set on each
side of the face; one goat, one cat, and one that could only be described as
demonic. Tusks protruded from the corner's of his mouth, jutting upward like a
boar, while the rest of the teeth were a mishmash of different animals, each
pointing a slightly different direction. The ears were large and floppy like an
elephant's, yet slimy and translucent green. cartilidge ridges ran from the
base of his skull to the end of each webbed ear and was visible through the
translucent skin.
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