A fish! No!

He saw fish as the terrifying things they truly are. It takes a poet's eye to see things anew, user.

Don't talk fucking shit, Lovecraft wrote subliterate virgin hysteria about a whistling octopus. Anyone who can make his idiocy pay off is welcome to him.

>dude this thing is SOOOO scary i can't even describe it!
pulp stories are just that, easily digestable junk food entertainment

anglo fanbase

>muh Niggerman
>muh On the Creation of Niggers
>muh tentacles
>muh eldritch
>muh Elder Gods
>muh indescribable
>muh muh

Why is there so much misinformation and misunderstanding about Lovecraft's life and work? I cringe every time I open a thread about him.

see

Reminder that, contrary to popular belief, Howard was in fact a chad.

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If you have more than 0,1% of non white european blood you wouldn't get it, mutt.

If you're A) not a white man or B) you didn't grow up in New England or C) you didn't have family there since before 1775 then I'm sorry, but you'll never understand HPL.

Anglos aren’t European btw

You only ever truly kill one of the Great Ones when you consume three umbilical cords, otherwise you get stuck in a wheelchair for eternity. The hunter isn't really human anymore when they slay the Moon Presence

Here’s my big collection of HP Lovecraft short stories. It doesn't feature all of his work but it’s still many

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It's a video game user, the setting is INSPIRED by Lovecraftian mythos. Running around getting fucked by increasingly incomprehensible phenomenons don't make for engaging gameplay.

The game is undeniably fantastic, and you're just angry it doesn't adapt it's INSPIRATION word for word.

>wtf this isn't capeshit, cartoons or game of thrones
>Yea Forums discusses lovecraft
bravo

Lovecraft was one of the last great mythologists of fantasy literature and one of the few capable to give an imaginative answer to the questions of his condition and being.
Taking from the tradition of Poe, Hawthrone and Charles Brockden Brown, but with the obvious intent to appal and terrify, he weaved a long madrigal which was not based solely on fear, but on a strong taste for the abnormal.
His anguish, even when not directly representative of the collective fears of his age, carried an agitation and a passion that have not been lost, and that to this day make his best tales still captivating.
It was the angst of the disturbing and something more. The talent to understand that nothing is normal because nothing fits our idea of what is normal.

Neat. Mine looks like shit but should be complete except for the poetry stuff.

A fish! No!
*goes mad and beats Georgie*

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Vocabulary! Thesaurus! Hell Naw!
*rapes and gets shot*

>humanity is an insignificant speck in an uncaring universe
>whelp looks like I'm going insane now

Don't insult Bloodborne, its fans are more manic than Jihadists

>was blatantly and unapologetically racist and everyone knows it
>completely overlooked and is regarded as one of the best authors of all time and the king of his genre
How did he do it?

>is regarded as one of the best authors of all time

>Play as a human
Nope.

He really isn't held in that high regard. Only nerds care about him, and only because they played some board games or vidya and read a comprehensive wiki of his creatures.
As years go by even that demographic is going to forget about him as it becomes more and more problematic to say you like him.

A dirty illiterate sheboon with AIDS cried so they changed the World Fantast Award from a bust of Lovecraft to a gay turd.

That's clown world for you

Doesn't matter. His work has already influenced millions of other works and so he has become an integral part of our culture. His influence will be recognized for centuries to come and cosmic horror will always be attributed to him, primarily.

A sneed! Chuck!
*goes fuck and suck*

TOM CRUISE

>be H P Lovecraft
>your father goes insane and dies in an asylum
>suffer from chronic nightmares brought on by your surviving family's intense and lengthy mourning period
>spend your childhood enraptured by Greek myths and classic literature
>your mother also goes insane and dies in an asylum
>watch in horror as New England is consumed by foreign hoards creating the eventual Jewtopia of modern day
>write hundreds of short stories grappling with this personal fear that the madness that consumed your family will one day take you as well, the diversification of your country, and your love of classic European literature both gothic and ancient, and your adoration of science and organic chemistry

>internet fanboys discover your work
>DUDE GIANT SQUID MONSTERS! AAAAAAAAH! IT'S GOJIRRA! DUN-DUN-DUNNNNNNN! XD I LOVE LOVECRAFT! *holds up squid plushie*

I wonder how he would have handled sushi.

>I'm not going to describe the creature that's how scary it is
>also fuck niggers

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>complete fiction
>fiction

Are there any Lovecraft stories that feature dysentery?

*EAR-SHATTERING FART NOISES*

the ultimate NPC test
go watch sports highlights and get drunk, retard

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Didn't Stephen King wrote that specific descriptions of things that are supposed to evoke emotions are bad idea, because people have different reactions to such descriptions?
So it's better focus on what emotions that thing evokes rather than specifics, letting imagination to fill in the blanks.

And alien in first movie was partially hidden to enhance the wtf factor, no?

However, I didn't read much of Lovecraft, so maybe he does overuse indescribability, I don't know.

INHUMAN EXCRETIONS

>The thing came abruptly and unannounced; a daemon, rat-like scurrying from pits remote and unimaginable, a hellish panting and stifled grunting, and then from that opening beneath the chimney a burst of multitudinous and leprous life—a loathsome night-spawned flood of organic corruption more devastatingly hideous than the blackest conjurations of mortal madness and morbidity. Seething, stewing, surging, bubbling like serpents’ slime it rolled up and out of that yawning hole, spreading like a septic contagion and streaming from the cellar at every point of egress—streaming out to scatter through the accursed midnight forests and strew fear, madness, and death.

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