Yig Out Alone

No need to bitch and Moan

It is a blessing to be able to head into the Wilds Alone

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Focus on what you want to Do

Without anyone trying to control You

 

You can catch up on a few Thins

And enjoy the satisfaction this Brings

 

Going solo also makes you look Inside

For without distractions, from yourself you cannot Hide

 

Find Peace

Negative thoughts Release

 

You know you must do everything Yourself

Living off your accomplishment Wealth

 

So Yig let this Path find Me

Let my motivations and creativity flow Free

 

And as I lay my bed on the Ground

I realize a better day is rarely Found

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Yig Getting Out

It is time to take up the Shout

Because we are heading Out

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Yig Getting Out

 

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Sometimes your life can Slide

When you spend too much time Inside

 

Head into nature or the Trees

Be able to do as you Please

 

Or you could roll Downtown

And see who is hanging Around

 

Blast into social Interaction

Can lead to Satisfaction

 

Walking, moving, feeling the Air

Living a life with Flare

 

Yig bless our Quest

To live at our Best

 

As I enter the Night

Good times I do not have to Fight.

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Yig Leadership

Snaking through the History of the world I never Cease

Warrior of Life the souls of evil I Release

Only when nature is free, will I find Peace

 

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I journey forth as a Leader this Day

Over all living things I hold Sway

No worthy blow shall I Stay

 

Humans are the takers yet givers of Life

It is up to us to protect the Earth from damaging Strife

For machines and Pollution cut like a Knife

 

Mighty Yig I seek to do your Bidding

Lead others against those who are so Unforgiving

We wish to cease the eternal Building

 

Taking to battle I led in the Front

Fighting, winning, pulling off every Stunt

Protecting all life from the mighty to the lowest Runt

 

With Weapon in Hand

We protect the Land

Leaving our enemy’s blood on the Sand

 

All Battles need a Leader

This one is far from Meager

To lead against your enemies I am Always Eager

 Yig Temple

So he my Plea

Send your Blessings Over Me

So that one day this Planet shall be Free

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Yig Stormcrow

A storm approaches turning day into Night

It is a time for warriors to prepare for the Fight

 

We take a Stand

To defend the Land

 

The enemies of the Earth are Numerous

They seek to devour Us

 

But the servants of Yig are Stronger

We will let the abuse us no Longer

 

In service to our Lord

We draw our Sword

 

Step up against the Dark

On evil we leave our Mark

 

No matter how they plot and Plan

Take them down to the last Man

 

Weapons flying we plunge into the Storm

So Yig protect us from Harm

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From the Mind of A Migo

So primitive.

Conversing, let aside working with them was, in itself, an insult.

Small, fleshy blood bags, barely more than fishes just learning to flop out of their salty seas.

Things would be so much simpler to just erase the species altogether, but they had festered and grown. Like a God sleeping over an anthill, they now covered all creation like warm blooded lice. Their self importance was only matched by their profound ignorance.

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The Migo, Estalrrrll-Lthullance, mused silently. If only he could convince the newest of the Dark Gods, the incarnation of the one known as Vile Darken, to destroy all things human this would all end the quicker. But since Vile Darken was once human and the majority of his incarnations across the Multiverse were also human, this seemed unlikely.

Every battle needed fodder he supposed.

Yet his intellect so far surpassed the ape men that he found himself being forced to solve complicated math equations during his meetings with them, just to save himself from the profound boredom that he would require him to tear off their heads.

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He blamed the great old Gods more than anything else. As they slumbered, content in the idea they ruled all, these mites had grown in power. Despite how much he feared to admit such things, they had even claimed some minor victories over his folk, in some places they had achieved much more.

Estalrrrll-Lthullance was a Migo. His was a race that had evolved from fungus to be the dominant species on multiple planets. From their undulating maggotish worm bodies spread twin batlike wings. Each end of their white bloated forms erupted with twenty tentacles which preformed functions ranging from constructing intricate devices to attacking prey and to the Migo nearly all forms of life were prey.

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None of this concerned him for his chief scientist, Prrryst, had almost completed one of the most impressive feats of their generation. It pleased him to know it would be the doom of the warm fleshy ones and when it was time to shut down the apparatus so the tainted humans could survive long enough to control that wet world, perhaps Estalrrrll-Lthullance would insure that the shut down mechanism would malfunction.

Oh what a loss that would be.

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Migo III

Decay

Decay crouched with the rest of his Toom. Despite being the Xemmoni ruler of the American Northwest, at least in his eyes, Decay liked getting his hands dirty. He knew his personal power became increased faster every time he devoured a soul, but the real reason he was out hunting remained that he loved to kill. Nothing got him off more than taking an innocent and then feeding on its life essence.

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Sure he could claim that he was softening up the resistance in the area, but it would only be a half truth at best.

The constant rain and bellowing clouds of mist did nothing to slow the pack of Xemmoni Glooms. It was their element. It would be like asking a bird if the air bothered it or if a fish was angry about being in water.

Around them the leaves hung heavy with moisture and the water ran off them in threads. Small streams had formed within the clinging trees. Mud remained a constant and helped camouflage their soaked grey robes as they looked on at the trap they had set.

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Much of the backwoods of the Olympian peninsula had already been claimed by his species before the real conflict had even begun. His minions were preparing these newer forces of recently corrupted Xemmoni to move out in mass behind his team’s wake.

His plan was to take Winthrop and then head due south avoiding Seattle. Other groups could lay claim to the city and battle for its prizes as they liked, but win or fail, Decay knew more than most that Seattle’s days were numbered.

He had his sights on loftier goals.

Wintrop might seem like a small step, but the little things added up and it would certainly not make sense to alert the local Law Enforcement while they still possessed the abilities to harm parts of his soon to be growing army.

Ghoul’s hoarse voice spoke over the patter of rain. “I can’t wait to feast on this town. Finally we’ll be allowed to do whatever we wish—all the things we deserve will be ours.”

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“Yes,” Decay started. “Our waiting is over, but remember feast on the weak, but Darken the tainted and strong wherever you can. As our power grows, so shall our army.”

But then the time for words had finished for a police cruiser was slowly approaching the car wreck that he and his Toom had created. Its flashing reds and blues appeared blurred by the rain like a water color painting bleeding across a page.

The officers regarded the heaps of twisted metal complete with limp bodies for only a moment before exiting their squad car. Together the two men rushed forward, splitting up so they could each investigate one of the destroyed vehicles.

Decay nodded as he brought up the fog. Soon it surrounded the scene, but the officers remained too focused on the grisly sight they took in to notice. Taking advantage of their distraction, the Glooms advanced like ghosts moving through an undulating sea of grey.

Decay reached one of the officers first. He let his sickle fill his hand, but instead of slicing the man’s throat, he drove the rusted blade into his lower back. The officer gasped and arched backwards. Decay grabbed the man’s neck with his free hand and drew the man against him and deeper onto his sickle.

“Officer I would like to file a complaint.” Only a groan answered him. “I was hoping there’d be more of you.” A wicked laugh escaped his lips as he started to breath in the man’s life essence, which his race called Baal.

Splitting into two groups, much as the officers had done, his Toom fell on the dying men. They drained them dry of their life and spirit.

Ghoul wiped blood away from his mouth. Decay shook his head. His oldest follower could never keep himself from taking a bite or two. “They called in for back up.”

“As expected and their back up will call in for back up. Soon nothing will stay between us and the town.” His red eyes glowed in the darkness. “Soon nothing will stand between us and the world.”

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