O.K. who's the madman- I mean uh, mastermind,
behind all this? Well, it's basically all H.P.
Lovecraft's fault. He unwittingly spawned an entire
cult of Cthulhu followers - just because he hated
seafood! Howard Philips Lovercraft was a 1920's
horror fiction writer and your all 'round intelligent,
shy and socially inept nerd. God luv 'im! He started
the notion that there are slimy, multi-tentacled,
evil-beyond-human-comprehension aliens that basically
regret accidentally starting the human race. Such
troublesome creatures, humans are!
His first publication appeared in a magazine
called Weird Tales. He never acquired the fame
and fortune that he so richly deserves for his
literary genius. He struggled most of his life
as writer to make ends meet. Such is the fate
of those who know too much about the Outer Gods
and Elder Things...ah, well.
As for Cthuhlu himself. Well, he showed up once
in Lovecraft's short story titled Call of Cthulhu.
A 50ft green slimy thing with the head of
a giant squid, the body of a bloated carcass and
an extremely grumpy disposition towards humanity.
Why the whole following nowadays is named after
him, I don't understand. He is only a priest to
a much higher, nastier set of gods (aliens, actually)
anyway. (I'll be smited for this, I just know
Well, that's the synopsis. For further details
on H.P.'s life and writings -and the many other
authors who emulated him- click on the links I
have provided. You'll find wonderful sites, chock
full of insanity and unnamable horrors, just waiting
for you to wake them up when the stars are right..........*