From primordial stew to lugging harbingers of ill fate, behold! These are the albino penguins of eldritch lore. Their fateful squawking of Tekeli-li was once a beautiful, mellifluous tune played on instruments. Since it was the only tune these pea-brained living fossils could utter, it was developed as a sort of multi tool.

Unfortunately for Lake and his colleague Danforth, who in utter terror ran away, and only assumed the cries were from the Elder beings, this is the true story behind the mysterious mountain dwelling penguins and their struggles with the Elder beings.

Living in the icy caverns of Antarctica, and only being in contact with other monstrous creations evolution has forgot in its multilateral timeline, they developed a stunted vocal system for bare necessities of communication. It was not until the star-headed creatures came whirly birding through many dimensions and evidently crash landing here, that they brought the power of vocalization, to these sad, lumbering flesh sacks. Yet, for all their knowledge and wisdom, the only gift bestowed on these hideous throngs of albino asinine beasts, were ukuleles for them to amuse and entertain the elder ones. They sang, they danced, and played harmonious tunes for tens, if not hundreds of thousands of years. The same five to seven chord progressions and vocals re-repeated ad-nasium. The Elder ones could bear it no longer and banished all music and dance, forever. Feeling as though their very being was being drained out of whatever organ sensed sound, was a dreadful feeling and caused some elder ones to succumb to the attrition of the noise, left lifeless in the cavernous icy halls.

The poor creatures, who's very soul resided in those instruments went berserk. Crying out for their ukulele's, that being the only word said for perhaps the next one hundred thousand years. Whining like the mindless bipedal flappered beings they were. And through their malice and rage, transformed the consonants to Tekeli-li, as the word was now used to exact their very doom-bearing bidding. First they were able to clumsily focus the horrible noise into some sort of sonic boring beam, to chase the elder ones deeper and deeper into the core realms of earth. And as they abandoned the glistening halls of light for darkness, they also lost their use for eyesight. They searched for the elder ones, seeking them out with sonic blasts, echo location, and forming groups to produce some sort of scalar mega-doomsday weapon of the likes that have never or will ever be seen again. Although they never did find the last remnants. So they guarded those caverns for epochs to come. As the cries of Tekeli-li! Tekeli-li are now all too horrendous to ever be remembered as the once golden age of the albino penguin.