The Book of Eibon tells us of a wizard, Zon Mezzamalech of Mhu Thulan. It tells us of his scrying orb that “could behold many visions of the terrene past, even to the Earth’s beginning, and of how “potent gods visited the nascent Earth and left tablets of their lore in the primordial mire….” And it tells of how he and the crystal vanished one day, completely from all of time as we are able to perceive it. What it does not tell is how Zon Mezzamalech, aware of the dangers of slipping into the millrace of backward-flowing time that was visible within the cloudy depths of the crystal, first sent his psyche throughout time, to link up with as many different minds as possible, creating as many bubbles within space-time as possible. For if even one succeeded, the powers of the Elder Gods would be his.
Throughout history, beings have gone missing without a trace. Of these, roughly one in each generation is due to Mezzamalech’s sorcery…his mind and theirs, melding, and them being undeniably drawn to a mysterious crystal they stumble upon. Mezzamalech’s spell wasn’t targeted, and he psychically exists in all times coterminously. This led to an unexpected side effect—the various entities’ oftentimes incompatible minds meeting, melding, splintering off in whole or in part, meeting and melding again, in an endless loop, with almost all rushing headlong to an inevitable end—melding minds with formless efts that slough off Ubbo-Sathla and becoming part of the primordial ooze that existed on Earth before the Elder Things arrived.
One such mind to escape that pre-ordained fate was that of a shoggoth servitor of the Elder Things. When the many minds of Mezzalech’s magic encountered the Old Ones’ beast of burden, its resulting behavior was deemed an aberrant and it was put down. Its mind though, lived on simultaneously in the cacophony of pscyhes that were entangled by the spell. After untold mega-anna, the shoggoth’s mind escaped the spell and found both itself and Antarctica greatly changed.
So I prophesied as I was commanded: and as I prophesied, there was a noise, and behold a shaking, and the bones came together, bone to his bone. And when I beheld, low, the sinews and the flesh came upon them, and the skin covered them above: but there was no breath in them.
The first recorded instance of sepulchral shoggoths dates back to 593-570 BCE, with the visions of the prophet Ezekiel. It wasn’t until two millennia later (1586) that this particular method of raising the dead was detailed, in John Dee’s English translation of a Greek copy of the Necronomicon. It is one of the few spells Dee recorded solely in Enochian. Studious scholars of the Mythos have noted that the Greek copy Dee translated into English doesn’t contain the spell….
Like most terrestrial creatures, shoggoths are affected by prolonged exposure to micro-gravity. The cell wall structure of the protoplasmic beings weaken, and in zero-G environments (such as the constant state of freefall that the International Space Station is in as it orbits planet Earth) the shoggoth rapidly collapses in on itself and bursts. Tiny black iridescent shoggoth-globules float outwards in all directions, telepathically linked to one another, and looking for organisms to eat in an attempt to make it whole once more.
This schisming of self often results in the shoggoth’s intelligence diminishing over time, and it shifts into a more mindless state, focus on its all-consuming desire to be whole again. Zero-G shoggoths are insatiably hungry, with the individual globules attempting to embed themselves in whatever meaty organisms they can find, whereupon they act like a miniature spacetime singularity (imagine a tiny black hole popping up just inside a person’s bellybutton).
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Trollboy, August 17, 2021
Before seeing the first episode of HBO’s “Lovecraft Country,” based upon the book of the same name by Matt Ruff, I was seeing posts about it on Facebook. I was surprised at how quickly supernatural monsters turned up in the show (granted, it was the end of the first episode, but it was still the first episode!) I read the posts and comments, wondering what could actually be so confusing, and then HBO Max released episode one on Youtube.
Prior to working in the RPG industry, I’ve worked in a variety of different fields. I’ve managed restaurants and internet companies, lead marketing teams, worked as an F&B cost controller, and managed warehouses and even disaster restoration companies. But…this industry…it’s where my heart has been at for a very long time. Sneaking out of the house as a teenager to go play Call of Cthulhu was the first time I ever felt like I belonged. The other kids didn’t care what I looked like or where I came from. It was the first time in my life that I felt accepted.
And so, after a long hiatus in which I was a workaholic at one corporate job or another, I eased back into gaming-related stuff, starting with proofreading Stygian Fox’s The Things We Leave Behind in 2016. The initial work was therapeutic…it was what I’d turn to to de-stress from managing three restaurants. It’s why my name is in every Stygian Fox book in some capacity or another.
It wasn’t until 2020 though, when I found myself unemployed for the first time in 26 years, that I realized how messed up all work and no play had made me…how much of life I’d been missing out on, mostly working at jobs that I did not love. Which is how I found myself typing up an email to Matt at shoggoth.net, applying for the RPG Editor position. Cause at this point in my life, I only want to work on things that I love…so hello shoggoth.net readers. Let’s do horrific things together!