“Shoot the crenellations!” “What are crenellations?!” “Up there! Up there!” “Ahhh it’s dropping skeletons!” “Ahhhh!”

It’s Hallowe’en-e’en, so yesterday I scoured my drive for something vaguely appropriate and turned up this happy fellow, whom I’ve cleaned up a bit with a dab of spit and a handkerchief in case the neighbours think my work is poor. Last year, the makers of an MMORPG called Rift issued a design challenge to come up with a concept for a level-boss that summed up the theme ‘Death’. I think the prize they offered was something like a pat on the head and a nice biscuit. I mean a really nice biscuit though – one of those ones that invitingly recline flat in their packaging in sexy, engaging groups of two or three, as opposed to being all crammed up face to bum together like sad commuters. But I digestive…

I figured that most entrants would go for a variation on the traditional wispy shroud and skull thing, so I came up with a kind of massive armour-wearing insectoid knight that rears up through a ruined church, wearing it as a sort of jaunty hat. I was playing Bayonetta quite a lot at the time – there’s a lot of weird shit like that in that game.

I scribbled it down and then promptly forgot about finishing it and entering. I think most of my attention at that point was focused on watching back-to-back episodes of Fringe. You should watch Fringe. It’s fucking brilliant.

Stay dangerous.

OXO