Author: MGiteau

Of Squirrels & Dead Men

Git watched the delegate from the travelling troupe known as All Wight on the Night leave from the roof of the Abattoir. Clutching the parchment, he opened it to read: “Lucifer must be stopped. He grows more powerful by the… Read the rest

Recruitment Drive

The cold water trickled down the back of von Engelbrecht’s neck, rinsing away the already unpleasant odour of the Six-X, and perhaps more importantly, the lingering smell of death and decay. Steffan von Engelbrecht hated playing against Undead teams, the… Read the rest

Journey’s End

The final whistle sounded. Git’s head sank. So close, and yet so far. 2-1. Defeat. It had been the longest and hardest of seasons for Dead Metal. 10 grueling games (barring the inordinately powerful fireball that had ended one of… Read the rest