sbszine's Journal: Eldritch Office Politics

Another bizarre arrival in my inbox:

Before my meeting with Watts this morning, I implored the Elder Ones to destroy him! I prayed to Hastur, I beseeched Yog-Sothoth, and to Shub-Niggurath I pledged a blood oath.

But Watts' god Jehova has great power and saw fit to protect his silver-haired servant! Jehova and his reborn son, The Riz*, enshrined Watts in a circle of protection--a circle that stood unbroken against the assault of the Elder Ones. I was left to face Watts alone, and for this I will pay a hefty price. For in the afterlife, I will be chained to a non-Euclidian pillar of basalt and endlessly tortured by seething and vaporous tentacles. That, and my very soul will be marked by an untraceable sign! Do not weep on account of me, for I am already dead!

Your pal,
Charles Dexter Ward

* here our correspondent alludes to 'the risen Christ', or Jebus

nice

[N473]

it is sad tho when your dieties do not come through for you in a pinch. meetings truly doth sucketh.

Re:nice

[sbszine]

Worst of all are those sad, mad people who extend meetings needlessly with their self-aggrandising questions: "Speaking as the project manager of foo, I'd like to know how bar fits in with myyyy project."