It would appear that the first episode is now available.
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Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."
- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012
On Usenet, Galen Musbach Wrote:I flee.
It was a dark night beneath a diseased red moon
as a winged abomination swept after me from a
blotchy sky.
I have no explanation for why this horror has
befallen me, nor knowledge of the nature of
the doom that seeks me.
I flee with all my strength through the unfamiliar
streets, unrecognizable in the twisting light -
No! A dead end! Is this my final moment?
The monster has landed and approaches me.
Clearly it is futile to fight so large and powerful
a foe .... unable to fight or flee, the best answer
that remains is to shout for help, futile though it seems.
Help comes.
Against all sanity, the monster is destroyed instantly
by my rescuer. The being appears human, a young
woman, perhaps 17. Her hair moves eerily, as though
driven by a will and not the wind. She names herself,
making alien and incomprehensible gestures as she speaks:
"I'm the chaos that always crawls up to you with a smile,
Nyarlathotep!"
Haiyore! Nyaruko-san
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I have returned home, rescuer following. My chaotic
thoughts allow no rest, so I bury my confusion in labor,
preparing an elaborate morning repast. My peculiar
guest speaks endlessly, while somehow saying nothing.
As normalcy returns, I begin to realize that there is
more to this situation than I know, and my rescuer
may have the answers I must seek. My attempts to question
her pass unnoticed; her incessant and meaningless
chatter becoming increasingly infuriating as my frustration
mounts. I resolve to demand my answers by fork!
My guest identifies herself as Nyarlathotep, the
Crawling Chaos. I ask her if this is referenced in
the Cthulhu Mythos, and she acknowledges that
it is. Her extended explanation consists of yet
more meaningless chatter, yet I manage to mine
some nuggets of information from it. My guest claims
that she is an alien sent to defend the Earth from
other aliens. In particular, that a specific criminal
organization is targeting Earth for drugs, contraband,
and slave trade. Nyarlathotep has been assigned to
protect me from the slave-takers. She demonstrates
knowledge of my life and my family - that my parents
were not married when I was born. This offends me.
Suddenly, my protector grabs me, and declares
the house to be dangerous. We flee down the
street and into the city. Nyarlathotep takes me
to a strange place of garish lighting, where shelf
after shelf of forbidden lore hangs heavy above
the customers. She becomes intoxicated by the
peculiar tomes, as I become suspicious that there
is no real cause for us to be here. I question my
protector forkfully, and she declares that this
forbidden lore is the contraband which the
criminal organization seeks to smuggle away
from Earth and out into space.
As we leave the store, Nyarlathotep unexpectedly
becomes romantically aggressive towards me;
then suddenly, we are under attack. Nyarlathotep
is unsurprised; she knew the lore repository would
be under observation, and brought me there to
draw the enemy out. We lingered at the door
to give them time to make their move!
Nyarlathotep engages the enemy with a savage
brutality that I cannot bear to watch, laughing
with abandon as she cheerfully dismembers him.
I return to self-awareness on the following day,
knowing that I must go to school.
Nyarlathotep, now Nyarko Yasaka, enters my
class as a transfer student, claiming to be my
cousin from overseas. She instantly becomes
popular with the other students - and immediately
wields that popularity as a weapon against me.
As Nyarko is sleeping through biology class, yet
another monster appears in the air outside the
window; I gently awaken my protector and we
head to the roof for the inevitable confrontation.
She identifies the enemy as a Nightgaunt, and
again the foe is helplessly slaughtered.
What can tomorrow bring?
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--
Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."
- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012