i hope she doesn't read that. she does not take criticism well. the last person who mentioned her cute little face tentacles was fed slowly into a wood chipper.
(she has a bit of trouble with them when shifting to a human-like visage, and gets a bit self conscious, makes her moody, one should not disparage the elder gods.)
he got off lightly. did i forget to mention her beautiful wings? she flies, mostly at night, and has dorsal spines that she can fire at 3000 fps. when she (or her brother cthulhu)
are in a bad mood, they will shapeshift back to their true image and eat you alive, it takes 10,000 years for you to die as you slowly digest in abject agony.
this photo of her true visage was made by one of her dinners just before he went mad as she nibbled on his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti. shows her spines nicely.
and for scale, she got peeved a bit a century or so ago when someone woke her up at home. she did inflate herself a bit.
last week we were out walking the moat monsters when we got mugged. or at least he tried to mug me, ol' one-eye was lagging behind while one of the moat monsters had a wee, so he didn't notice her till it was too late. got this shot of her in all her glory just before she et him. the moat monsters managed to get a few scraps too.