The Creature from the Blak Lagoon
Elijah Money & Pierra Van Sparkes
HAVE YOU SEEN HIM?
Some call him the Creature from the Blak Lagoon, some call him magna foraminis, but you can call him tonight if you’re sick and tired of settler stunts and coloniser dawgs.
Wandering and weaving his way around waterholes, the Creature’s nomenclature is derived from his presumed natural habitat, though some experts believe he comes from some bigger, Blaker hole, deep within.
Emerging from fluids, legend suggests even minor bodies of liquid can open the threshold between his world and our own. Stay vigilant: a pint of beer, white tears, or the sweaty upper lip of your cousin’s gammin new boyfriend are potential portals to peril.
Enigmatic by nature, the Creature has long evaded society’s gaze, rarely revealing himself even in moments of feeding frenzy.
The Creature from the Blak Lagoon is HUNGRY. He won’t be satiated by recognition or reconciliation, he is fuelled by rage, revenge, and the other other white meat. Upon satisfaction, his sharp, sweet tooth sips and slurps a juicy watermelon cruiser to round the palate.
The following archive presents our collective findings over years of hunting and gathering evidence from numerous sources of mid to absent acclaim. Today, we open our hearts and holes to the public asking if, you too, have seen or summoned the Creature?
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Together, with the Creature in our corner, we can end the caucasity.