Chapter 49: Sabre Jet, Part 4
"So, this is your idea of a recruitment incentive." Elizabeth piped up as she tottered forward on her new legs.
Bombardier nodded as he gestured towards a sleek and looming colossus of a mech suit. Its alabaster-white hull shined in the bright lights of the hangar.
"Autobot friends again?"
Bombardier vigorously nodded.
"Put in some of the salvageable components from your old plane too." he added.
Elizabeth began to tear up at the scene.
"O potens devoratorem! Invocavi inimicis percutiendi! Ia! Ia! In festo nativitatis tuæ, et munera mea!" Blackthorne screamed.
Blackthorne proceeded to shove a good-sized ox into a nearby sinkhole. Its brays were cut off by the sound of an eldritch creature snapping and devouring it.
"The documents were right! The Gagoyle lives!"
A slavering abomination rose out of the pit, its flabby claws grabbing onto the sides of the sinkhole.
"It lives! It lives!"
Liquidator clutched his head in gripping pain.
"Johnny? You o-" Auger began.
"NO! Another eldritch beast is freed from its prison! Jaws and claws and caustic gastric fluids await us all! Ia! Ia! We are all damned! DAMNED!"
Liquidator took a wild errant swing at an invisible target.
"Somebody get my friend a tranquilizer! Preferably one of those sedative lollipops!" Auger cried out.
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Yes, I know that Gagoyle didn't have claws (or even arms) in the original show. I just think that an armless biped wouldn't make much since even by the standards of eldritch abominations. Even most of Lovecraft's "lesser" eldritch abominations (Cthulhu's not the top of that food chain) had arms. Also, sedative lollipops are a thing.
