Since I see no better place to put this...
I was inspired by this thread at the Steampunk Forum here:
http://brassgoggles.co.uk/bg-forum/index.php?topic=14527.0 (Have you looked at it? Yes? Good) to create a fetal Cthulhu preserved in a jar.
*Ahem* It was many years ago when man first thought to play God, and that mentality persists into the modern era. It was roughly 5 years ago when myself and an assembly of my colleagues were presented with a most interesting venture. Our employer had recently come into possession of the notes of a George Gammell Angell. The gruesome details contained within them were too intriguing for any of us to pass up, and so we set to work on creating the Child.
Utilizing modern technology and our collective knowledge on the human genome, it was several months before we finally discovered the method of modifying the human genome. It was 3 and a half years later, however, before we had an embryo that showed any promise of delivering the results we so desperately craved.
We posted several wanted advertisements for a surrogate mother for the Child when finally, we were gifted with a response. She was fit, young, and willing, it wasn't long before the embryo was successfully implanted. Here however, is where we were met with the most devastating complication of all. The Child proved to require more than the mother could provide, in her final months, she grew increasingly insane. Toward the end, it was as if she lost any and all semblance of that which we often refer to as a soul. 6 months into the pregnancy, she lost her life, and since It was not yet fully formed, the life of the Child as well.
As the leader of the Project, the Child was given to me by our employer, a waxy looking man by the name of Major Sir Eric Moreland Clapham-Lee. Now, It sits upon my shelf, waiting. For what, I haven't the foggiest idea, but occasionally I hear sounds in the wall, a scuttling, and something that sounds almost like a chant, what it says, I am unable to work out, but I will attempt to transcribe it here: "Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn."
-From the journal of Herbert Jermyn.
Sorry about that, I felt it needed a story to explain it. Anywho, here are the pictures of the project:
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It's my first attempt at such a thing, and I swear to Zarquod that it looks better in real life. Also, it does have small wings on the back, but you can't really see them in the pictures. I am also a crappy photographer. Whoops forgot the coding.
