Our Christmas Cthulhu project, something I should have started months ago, needed something to pull a sleigh. Something that kind of glows. We decided on a Shoggoth.
"It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train—a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and un-forming as pustules of greenish light all over the tunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic penguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its kind had swept so evilly free of all litter." -HP Lovecraft, At the Mountains of Madness.
Best part about making a Shoggoth is knowing that I am capturing it for only a moment. Worst part is knowing that it will one day mutate and rebel. Take a good look, it won't look like this for long. Partly because it is hard to know when I am through working on something that is suppossed to be everchanging, and partly because I might start all over at any minute.