Hallow's Eve Darkill Style

October 31st Halloween, the holiday of choice for the undead and
forgotten that dwell within our ranks. On the only night of the year where
Darks' Fatties are able to roam the earth in their natural appearance they
come together to bring to you, another peek into their minds. See the fat
colourless blobs dance, scream and sing like nothing you've ever seen before.
The term Monster Mash has never been more true, watch as they huddle around
the bubbling mass of dead children chanting to the spirits on the other side.
In another corner 30 or so ducks sit in cages dressed up like it's 1999 and
it's time to party. Their pimp, the ever stylish Lesbian Cow negotiates with
prospective customers while sucking on a cigar.

As we stroll through this horrid sight we are confronted by a gigantic
figure who must be at least 8 ft. tall. He has arms and legs dangling from
his mouth, young children asking for a 'trick' no doubt. His arms drag on
the floor as he walks and mumbles something about being the Dark Overlord
and having to put up with mere mortals. We continue our journey and come
across a couple of zombie like creatures who are dressed in pin striped
suits. They don't notice us and continue with their criminal dealings,
after all the dealing of mushy brains and diseased ear wax is big business
here in the underworld. We leave Rocco Star to his Rum and Luca Brasi taking
a toke from an already smoked cigarette.

Hunger strikes and we stop off at Coresite, the diner of choice amongst
the undead. The smell of rotting flesh and the greeting of 'HOMEE' welcome
us as we enter. The owner of this ghastly place Toxygene allows us in as he
suddenly strips naked and runs around the room waving his arms. Above all the
noise we can hear a laugh that would make even the devil run and hide. As we
venture closer to the noise a figure so horrifying appears that we must look
away before breakfast makes its reappearance. He answers to the name of
Burntflesh and with his evil cronies Mr. Finkle and Cheeky the Monkey they
rule all media. Nothing is seen or accepted unless these hairy blobs have
agreed to it. We sit down to eat and are handed a menu, todays special is
the cancerous lungs with a side dish of defecated donkey balls. Supposedly
this is all cooked to perfection by the culinary master, Fermented Chef. He
hails from the sands of the tar desert itself.

We finish our meal and look forward to the end of the evening at True
Art, the areas' newest gallery of the dead. Tonight the masterpieces of
subMISSIVE are being showcased. A great artist in his own right, he paints
murals of red dwarves and their godless actions. We sit down by the bar to
cap the evening off with a cool drink. The bartender approaches, not a very
bright person by any means. Fattie of the Rock was hired last year as Lord
FOBulous was caught stealing android arms. The night comes to a close and with
it we bid you good bye, return again when you're done puking at our hulking
masses.

Halloween brings with it an old friend to most us, Pariah joins the
ranks of the fat and ugly this month. After months of grooming (or not)
he finally lives up to what it is to be a Dark Fattie. Welcome Pariah
into Hive ASCII.

In other news, the next few months will bring with them some very
interesting projects from Dark Illustrated so stay tuned. No hints as of
yet but just know that those noises you hear at night are our disfigured
bodies planting the seeds for the future.

Corinthian steps down as Senior Staff member to concentrate more
on school and life, good luck buddy and we hope to see that oversized head
of yours on top once more.

<luminous> there are so many shitty commercials.. the worst are the
newfoundland made commercials.. man, you havent seen shit
on tv until you've seen those.. :)

<burnou7> L e f t   a t   r e a l i t y.. t w o   b l o c k s   p a s t
i n s a n i t y.. e i g h t y - t h r e e   k i l o m e t e r s
s t r a i g h t   d o w n   t o   h e l l..

<burnou7> (glances at laminated cards) S a t a n   i s   m y   m a s t e r..
f r i e n d...

<luminous> boh, because i live in newfoundland. :)  thats more
than enough reason to leave. :)

<oxygenius> hahahahahha

<theCHEF_> some kid asked me how to spell "dark" today
<theCHEF_> during volunteer work
<theCHEF_> i was like
<theCHEF_> " e l i t e "
<theCHEF_> nyuck

Dark Illustrated releases are available at our homepage:
http://www.darkillustrated.org
We are also easily found in #dark on an efnet server.

This pack is dedicated to our very own Fattie of the Rock, Luminous.
His hard work and dedication this month truly was an example for us all,
thanks for everything Philip.

- The 4Th Disciple(DARK)