I hate it when BoingBoing is on something before I am. Once! Once in six months! Time for some affirmations.
My self-esteem is intact. I am worthy. I have the respect of the Cthulummunity and the admiration of my peers. Yes, I do.
And I’m not defensive, either.
Bloody hell. Here, several days late, is the brazilliant, step by step photodocumentation of the creation of the immortal Origami Cthulhu!
Sometimes I think the most merciful thing in the world is the inability of human fingers to call into being the greatest of the Great Old Ones. We live in an origami-versions-of-Elder-Gods-free world, and it is not meant that we should fold.
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However delicately folded it is, it looks incredibly ugly…in a scary way. Just why exactly would Cthuhu need toes to his feet (or feet at all)? Isn’t he supposed to sort of sludge along like a giant slime ball? These toes are really the scariest part of it…
They are rather dainty, aren’t they? But no, he IS supposed to have toes: it’s the Shoggoths who have pseudopods. But his toes have six-foot long claws on them. He must have gotten a pedi.
Oh, whew! For a sec there thought it was another fairy find!
No, Great Cthulhu is far less dainty. You wouldn’t call the police: you’d call Bruce Willis or Ben Affleck or somebody.
That is not dainty which can eternal lie and with strange papers even dainty may die
Exactly. You know, I’ve been thinking what they say…small toes, small fingers…what if all this world domination shit is just compensation?
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Ooh, I heart that! Thanks!