Just another installment of the BF3. This one features "The Receptacle". For the record, he's supposed to be HUGE. The more angery he gets, the bigger he is. Obviously I used the Freak. My own custom morphs, but dang it's hard to lose that "Freak" look. I had to post in so many lights and shadows it wasn't funny, as I'm sure you can tell. The street props are made by Winston1984, right now in freestuff. They're awesome. I'm tempted to make another image of him all squished into the phone booth, tiny reciever in hand, pinky fingers up, a perplexed look on his face as he tries to dial a number with his big, meaty finger. --------------- The Receptacle's mass and size was increased and he has some control over it but it still reacts to his emotional state. He is, however, chronically hungry and can eat anything. ANYTHING. The tumor in his brain turned out to be a baby shoggoth. He compulsively needs to feed the deep void within him and subsequently lives in a giant walk-in freezer in Danny and Kiki's basement. They accidentally opened the door once and were horrified to find rows and rows of bodies hanging on the hooks and The Receptacle standing there in a HUGE apron that said, plainly; F*CK YOU. When he opened his mouth the screams of the damned could be heard and terntacles could be seen. They have never opened that door again. In a word... SURLY.