Etherloch
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ALL GOOD PIGS GO TO THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE
"Billy quit the job. You can't blame him, he never really did like all the meat and blood. Besides that, it's not like he was particularly good at cutting the stuff, either. Anyways, glad you wanted the job, I wouldn't be able to do this alone. As you probably know already, we specialize in swine, here. The farmers make sure we receive the creatures, and we cut them up, then deliver the meat to whoever owns it. All the good pigs go to the slaughterhouse, here. We don't want bad meat, after all, nobody would want to buy bad meat. Let me show you where they all hang. Pun intended. As you can see, we've got around 300-350 pigs hanging here. They a-.. Are you alright? You aren't looking too good, your face is going all r-.. Oh god.. Oh god, what is t-.. What are you!?" - Audio recording from a slaughterhouse in Texas.
BUT WHERE DO ALL THE BAD PIGS GO
4:30 AM, Location Unknown.
The scientists of Source Biotech are developing an illegal serum. It goes wrong.
The scientists of Source Biotech keep trying to develop the serum. It keeps going wrong.
The scientists of Source Biotech manage to get their hand on DNA from several alien creatures. Something happens.
The serum being developed by the scientists of Source Biotech, having been given the code 'ETH-34-LOC-H', begins growing.
The serum being developed by the scientists of Source Biotech, having been given the nickname 'Etherloch', begins growing smarter.
I HAVE NO MOTHER.
The serum being developed by the scientists of Source Biotech is no longer a serum. It's a being.
I HAVE NO FATHER
The weird being, developed by the scientists of Source Biotech is loose.
I HAVE NO SOUL
The scientists of Source Biotech are all dead.
The being, Etherloch, escapes. It feeds. It grows. It grows smarter. It grows stronger.
THE GOOD PIGS MUST BE DELIVERED TO THE SLAUGHERHOUSE
Etherloch begins travelling the country, driven by pure survival-instinct. Texas, Austin. Los Angeles, California. Salt Lake City, Utah. Vibora Bay, Florida.
Etherloch was hunting for food in Vibora Bay, he felt a certain curious attraction towards a warehouse. Outside the warehouse was a sick, fragile man. Prey.
Etherloch snuck up on him, when suddenly, costumed humans arrived.
Etherloch got surprised, as suddenly an invisible human attacked the costumed humans. And the prey.
Etherloch will not let them take his prey. Etherloch attacks.
Etherloch fights for most of the night, until he is frozen, by the previously invisible opposing human hunter.
Etherloch dries. The prey is lying there, infront of him. He feeds, as the humans disappear.
Etherloch feels himself growing stronger. He feels as if though the fight taught him something, but he is not sure what.
ALL THE BAD PIGS MUST NOT BECOME GOOD
Children, you are very little,
And your bones are very brittle;
If you would grow great and stately,
You must try to walk sedately.
You must still be bright and quiet,
And content with simple diet;
And remain, through all bewild'ring,
Innocent and honest children.
Happy hearts and happy faces,
Happy play in grassy places--
That was how in ancient ages,
Children grew to kings and sages.
But the unkind and the unruly,
And the sort who eat unduly,
They must never hope for glory--
Theirs is quite a different story!
Cruel children, crying babies,
All grow up as geese and gabies,
Hated, as their age increases,
