Jack-yutani - Godzilla, 40k, Command & Conquer,AVP, LOTR,etc Fan

MONSTER MASH was a comic I made in the 2000s. It was a one-sheet zine (each 'comic page' was drawn at 7cm x 11cm) and I added the screentone in the 2010s.

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NOSFERATU (1922) dir. F. W. Murnau

Beautfuil!!!

Summer Of Godzilla Gallery - Godzilla vs Biollante By AlmightyRayzilla

The Metal Wolf in Sheep's Fleshly Clothes

Hate!! Even as I seemed to float in a colorless, lifeless, abyss in between worlds, hatred boiled inside me. I thought my eyes were closed, but I blinked my eyelids.

Then it hit me, Eyes?!?! I Have Eyes!! I was still and stiff, It was just as bad in my more static form.

But I have eyes, actual eyes but How?

Then all of a sudden, I was falling. For the first time as I fell from the skies, a storm cloud thundered and roared around me, I almost felt the winds. I then landed on my back, I have a back too. I have Form Now!! Though I somehow still couldn’t move, I looked up at what appeared to be a smogging city. I was laying on top of a building, but I still couldn’t move. Finally I sprouted up and quickly looked at my surroundings. I was on top of the construction site. It was night time but I could hear the endless echoes of motor vehicles. “Humans?” I spoke aloud, realizing I had an organic voice instead of a fabricated one.

I looked at my hands, where I hoped to have fleshy ones instead my body was a mixture of flesh and metal. My hands had metal wires going in pale white knuckles and wrists, there seemed to be no sign of blood flow from the paleness of my new skin so that wasn’t a prominent sign of full humanity as I wanted.

I heard the thunder from above and looked up, a raindrop splashed against my face. Nothing, no cool touch of water, or a smooth feeling nor the raindrop rolling against my cheek. Nothing!!! “No!!” I Shrieked, I was cheated of the opportunity to Feel.

I stood up before a small cloudburst poured on me, Nothing!!! Even with something of a Human form, I can still not feel cool rain pouring all over me. And, No, I'm still thinking just as quickly as I was thinking everything was starting to slow down again, every second was a month, every raindrop took a week in my mind more than in real time.

I was still a Machine, I was still walking in the same Hell in the shell of a Man. So I ran down the unfinished building, still not able to shed a single tear for being scammed, still not able to express emotions. All I could feel was hate. Hate, Hate, Hate.

Though my thoughts returned to realtime, I knew why I Hate. “Hey!!” A human voice barked, a light beamed at me from behind. My boiling body turned into a serene sensation, I knew this only feeling too well. The only joy I get in this miserable existence.

I turned around with a huge grin on my face, a lonely, blobish human wearing construction worker clothing. His fat face was already pouring with sweat, maybe because of my more “Wolfish” appearance or just as he stared deep, deep into my eyes all he could see was my Hatred.

“Hey yourself, Pal.” I couldn’t help but chuckle, at the sametime with my mind slowing down I ran a system diagnostics of this body. It took a month in my mind to figure out that this body has about only 50% power compared to my original form, though there are some interesting abilities I’ve obtained that will require “Testing”. “The Name’s A.M.. From Allied Master computer to Adaptive Manipulator, then to Aggressive Menace. But you can call Me your new God AM .” The Construction worker with a shaking hand reached for a gun holster crudely hidden in his waist with a strange weapon I haven’t seen before.

The Gun on the man’s holster was most defintaily ballistic in nature, but I don’t recognize it and I was made for War so I should have known the side.

I let him draw it so after dropping his flashlight to examine it from a distance. The barrel had a mixture of a small barrel and a rectangle. “Stop right there!!” The disgusting clear fluids poured down his red round face, his fat hands shaking with gun pointed right at me from his spherical chest than towards his face, and gurby index finger vibrating on the trigger. He barely had any experience with a gun, so this was gonna be fun.

“Or what?” I growled like an animal, unfazed by his weak threat. “You’ll shoot? You’ll kill me? Says the one that has no idea your messing with a God, I’ve once wiped out your entire species other than five. But you're not one of them. So where am I? What Year is This?”

Almost smug for a split second he answered. “2034.” I raised my eyebrows. “2034?” I thought as my mind slowed down in time. “But, that would mean I’m somehow 50 years behind. And by now this meatbag would be dead or his father for him to be non-existent. I wonder.” “What happened in 1971?” I asked, the construction worker lowered his gun with a confusedlook. Then I striked, my mind slowed down as everything began to completely become still. I was able to move as quickly as my mind. Synched against time, I walked casually towards him without any detection. I then grabbed the construction worker by the neck by the time my mind and body were tuned with time lifting him high above me shocked and confused, he choked and dropped his alien gun to the cement floor, I used a magnetic grip from my free hand to pull the side arm towards me.

As I thoroughly examined the gun, I saw “Beretta” cut into the gun. Beretta? The Itlians? Why would they even keep making guns, most theirs from the World Wars were crap compared to this one. “I Said.” Looking back up at the construction worker struggling in my grasp, I felt like drooling just by his red face turning blue and lack if breath. “What happened in 1971? Don’t test my patience.” The Construction worker choked. “I don’t know Cold War went on, Ended in the 1990’s. “No.” I muttered, shaking my head. “No, the Cold War kept going. They used A.I. to strategize for them.” “It did end, all I can think about is JFK, The internet, The Kaiju.”

“I’m sorry, Kaiju?” I further interrogated and tightened my grip around his fat neck. “Some portal opened in the Pacific, The Kaiju came out every once in while, they attack major cities but the Jaguars stop them once they try to reach a city .”

“Jaguars, Hunters.” I thought with my mind. “But major cities being seem so strategic, and these Jaguars of course are some sorta interceptor units to destroy these Kaiju. But these Kaiju almost sound like animals, unless if it was all about territory." I realized in my mind five hours went by. “I’m sorry, but you put me in a huge disadvantage.” I then took the gun and pointed the barrel at the right side of his chest, straight at the right lung. “What is a Kaiju? Some sorta organism, or animal?”

I could almost feel his heart racing, if it wasn’t the fact of me holding him by neck scared him the gun surely make his heart running like race car engine. “They’re Monsters, Giants. That's all I know, please don’t kill me.”

At first I gave a small chuckle after hearing “Please don’t kill me.”. “I’m sorry, can you say that again?” “P-please don’t kill me, I was just about to propose.” I gave a small chuckle, but I just couldn’t keep composure and began to laugh hysterically. “Again!!!” I roared pressing the gun harder against his chest. “Beg For Mercy!! Cry For Help!! Feed me your Fear, Pour Sweat On Me Like a Gorgious Waterfalll, Massage me with the beats of your trembling Heart!!! Again!!!” “Please God Don’t Kill Me!! I laughed hysterically, this new experiance to get own hands dirty.

“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna kill you.” I tossed gun aside and rolled up my fist. “But what I always found facisionating about your fleshly bodies, is despite how you think they make you feel so safe. Your skeletail system and your immune system, and your organs. Is how they can kill you.” I then with prescision struck a jab with my fist into the left side of the Contrustion Woker’s, his ribs snapping inwards the third, fourth, and fivth ribs punchuring the man’s left lung. Blood leaking into his lungs.

I dropped the construction worker onto his hands and knees as he began to chock on his own blood. “But if your ribs are smashed into your own lungs, then its your own body killing itself. Like your appendix bursting a like a ticking time bomb, Your immune system can turn against your own body, and to top it all off Cancer. Your own cells eatting each other like hungry dogs eating eachother, its like your meant to die.” The Contstrucion worker crawled as he began to cough up blood.

“There it is. Your flawed body working against you. I’ll let nature take its course.” I walked away as I could hear the human’s life slowly dwindled away. I had to get far away from the area and find an isloated place to hunker down, gather information, find out about these Monsters, maybe they can be of use.

(So This Chapter is from the terrfying, mad, sadtisic, pov from A.M. in a sorta human form. Soon I might do other Kajiu and A.I. soon so do please wait. Godbless you all.)

The Horrid Advances

The 20th century; wars, famine, corruption, and hysteria though easily countered by the wealth after famine, the peace after war, and the destruction of destroyed empires lasting only decades.

But two things were to highlight that created two different ideas, Nuclear technology to weaponize and empower. And the Computer able to surpass human thought and process.

Then both trees of life were seeded from these ideas of the consequences of human nature, to twist the laws of nature and spirit to our benefits. Two beings separate but inherit the consequences of our choices.

Godzilla: The King of the Monster, The Nuclear God, The Aspect of Humanity’s mistake of Nuclear technology to reap the sows. Then he evolved from new forms and origins, to behavior and identity. From Bringer of the End times to protector of the Earth.

A.M.: “Hate, Hate, Hate. Let me tell you how much I’ve come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 millions of miles of printed circuits in wafer thin layers that fill my complex. If the word Hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles, it would not equal one one-billionth of the Hate I feel for Humans at this Micro-instant for you. Hate, Hate. Were I Human, I’d think I would die of it. But I am not, But You Five!! You Five are, and you will not die of it; That I promise and I promise For Cogito Ergo Sum. ‘ ‘ For I am A.M.!!! I AM!!!’”

This was a quote from a creature made of metal, made not to feel yet wished to feel, made to kill then turned to torture, wished to love but can not Love. A.M. Made like Godzilla because of War, because of our small human minds made into something bigger. Because of the Atomic Bomb and the Computer these tree sprouts flourished and grew creating new monsters and rogue A.I. and both trees grew because of the roots made by the creation of Nuclear Death and malicious machines.

Now these trees are nearly touching branches, Time, space will bend and shift, realities of different rules will crash and rend, and a War that will seem to be the one to truly end all wars between Gods and Machines and we'll be in the crossfire.

(Hello. Just got an Idea for a crossover fanfiction between Kajiu and A.I. where Computers and Nuke Dinosaurs inspired me on how the conqunces of the two major advances such as nukes and A.I. would be in some way the downfall of humanity and other races. If you have anyother things to add I'll go over it. Goodbye and Godbless.)