And so it begins...
Great oaks from little acorns grow. And the next item is another example of that.
The counterculture event was starting to go mainstream by that point in TU history, but it hadn't quite been subsumed yet. Gundolfsson (né Letift Morgaanstern) and Petford met up in an orgy tent, shared "a few women and a lot of drugs," and went out into the desert to drop acid (six tabs each).
Gundolfsson, the relatively new jarl of Hagalz Hall (center of Norway's death-metal scene), saw the world consumed by fire, with demons flying everywhere. Five of those demons grabbed him, then beheaded and quartered him. When his blood struck the ground, it boiled into steam, steam that lifted his dismembered body higher.
Petford, the elfishly pale mystic and Lovecraftian, saw himself turn into a dark, towering figure, like Nyarlathotep the Crawling Chaos, howling with mad joy at the capering hordes beneath him. He saw himself delivering Earth into the hands of the Great Old Ones whose soul and messenger he had become.
( But that was just the beginning. )
1999
[Aberrant] [Pedro] Santiago, [Raoul] Orzaiz, and new recruits Marcel Delorimier (a French ultra-nationalist convinced of nova supremacy) and Caroline Fong (an Oxford-educated philosopher and business consultant) gather in Santiago, Chile. They will continue to meet every quarter or so for the next several years, joined by a few more like-minded novas every little while.
Great oaks from little acorns grow. And the next item is another example of that.
2000
[Aberrant] Thor Gundolfsson and Brian "Belial" Petford meet at Burning Man.
The counterculture event was starting to go mainstream by that point in TU history, but it hadn't quite been subsumed yet. Gundolfsson (né Letift Morgaanstern) and Petford met up in an orgy tent, shared "a few women and a lot of drugs," and went out into the desert to drop acid (six tabs each).
Gundolfsson, the relatively new jarl of Hagalz Hall (center of Norway's death-metal scene), saw the world consumed by fire, with demons flying everywhere. Five of those demons grabbed him, then beheaded and quartered him. When his blood struck the ground, it boiled into steam, steam that lifted his dismembered body higher.
Petford, the elfishly pale mystic and Lovecraftian, saw himself turn into a dark, towering figure, like Nyarlathotep the Crawling Chaos, howling with mad joy at the capering hordes beneath him. He saw himself delivering Earth into the hands of the Great Old Ones whose soul and messenger he had become.
( But that was just the beginning. )