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Workplace Incentive - by Elobo

[ebff2011] Starmen of all ages and military ranks! Do YOU have what it takes to conquer this miserable mudhole in record time? Want to be SUPER like Christine? Crush those squealing humans beneath your cold, hard heel? Feel superior as we stew these meat bags like prunes? (Get your paraffin set aside because we're going to be canning these suckers to take on the road) So shoot for the stars! It shouldn't be hard, because that's where we're from! So kick up your efforts, ramp up your assaults. All Starmen will receive a raise, only one in every one hundred twenty eight will be deemed SUPER enough to take away a rare sacred Earth treasure! Because when we're through, that's all that's going to be left.

Author	Title	Description	Date
Elobo	Bad Trip on Good Hygiene	It's important to brush your teeth! But singular focus on one aspect of self-improvement means that you will find yourself out in the cold, even your focal point betraying you. And the insanity will overtake you, you can not afford to maintain your minty habit. Winners don't just do toothpaste, they use rulers as well.	6/1/09
Elobo	Dark Lord of Foetor and Decay	The Plague Rat of Doom. Perhaps he is lunging in for an attack, or skipping merrily throughout the sewers.	3/25/09
Elobo	The Queen Mother	A myriad of tunnels beneath Onett was but the first giant step towards total domination for the Titanic Ant. Born a queen with tremendous resolve she would lead her daughters dauntless into battle, a chemical menagerie of silent war-cries. And though she may fall, perhaps the fruits of her royalty have already spread through the underground of Eagleland, rooting deep at the ends of the farthest capillary-like tunnels. Maybe your sanctuary will become their's once more...	4/10/09
Elobo	Symbiosis	The cactus wolf is a strange hybrid, built to stalk and guard unfettered and unfatigued in the burning sun of the desert. The waxy cacti keep it hydrated and cool, the canine components keep it well fed. Truly a fearsome beast, it stalks its quarry through the desert - tormenting them until they drop. A memento mori of the bare mortality evident in the desert wastes.	6/2/09
Elobo	Scion of Filth	How carelessly refuse is discarded and forgotten in the dark crevasses of the urban wilderness. The tainted overspill of human laziness given shape, given life, given new purpose. Reveling in the filth of the world, gathering it up and making it its own. Serenading the Earth with garbage. And we revile it, a superficial damnation of a creature we see as garbage. Or perhaps it is reviled because it is a reflection of our own waste. But it has adapted, it is alive, and it will inherit the trash of humanity.	8/2/12