cultistofvertigo wrote:It makes you really mad at Lovecraft for not writing more about KILLING deep ones and not RUNNING AWAY from them. What a jerk.
One could always wait til they're swimming out to Devil's Reef, drop a few sticks o' dynomite into the water, scoop up the deep ones that float to the surface, and sell the meat at a fish market.
Also, uh, so how exactly is the Thing mythos related? Was Campbell friends with HPL or something? That story wasn't written until the year after HPL died. What is the connection, I don't understand!?
It's not related; it just bears some marked similarities.
Thats what IM SAYIN'! Blast those flippers! Robert Olmstead goes insane when he meets them but if some dick with a whip can kill fish dudes AND Dracula, why can't a guy from the 20's who has access to shotguns and tommy guns?
Thanks for reassuring me about that Thing deal. The Thing is his own thing i've always said. One of my favorite things about the thing is that if you were the thing you wouldn't even know. Thats how perfect the copy is. You wouldn't even guess until someone tried to chop off your arm and it instinctively jumped off your body and started thinging-out all over the floor. That might look a little suspicious.
There are way too many rednecks in this world to get away with the "they're so scary you'll go insane" motif over and over again.
As soon as the first report of deep ones would appear, a flotilla of bass boats would assail the Innsmouth shoreline. Shortly afterward, In-Fisherman would start publishing photos of Billy Bo Bob lipping the 130-pounder he caught while trolling stinkbait on 60-lb fireline.
yeah, insanity usually comes to those who seek understanding. billy bob and jimmy joe seek liquor and ammo.
A monkey riding a dog is probably the awesomest thing that could ever happen.
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