Carnival of Monsters
Number One: The Ergon.
I mean, seriously?
Q: Why did the Ergon cross the road?
A: He didn’t mean to, bless him. He was trying to walk in a straight line.
So Omega, the abandoned and bitter creator of Time Lord time
travel, living in a lonely hell in an anti-matter universe, sustained only by
the power of his own will, decides one day that he needs a friend, a loyal
henchman who will do his bidding, provide deep intellectual company and be most
pleasing on his non-existent eyes. After all, his gell-guards have become quite
annoying ever since they discovered they could pop each other like bubble wrap.
So, in their place, he creates a walking chicken. When I say
walking, I mean that in the loosest possible sense.
And Omega says he’s not insane...
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