"After all, they were not evil things of their kind. They were the men of another age and another order of being. Nature had played a hellish jest on them--as it will on any others that human madness, callousness, or cruelty may hereafter dig up in that hideously dead or sleeping polar waste--and this was their tragic homecoming. They had not been even savages--for what indeed had they done? That awful awakening in the cold of an unknown epoch--perhaps an attack by the furry, frantically barking quadrupeds, and a dazed defense against them and the equally frantic white simians with the queer wrappings and paraphernalia . . poor Lake, poor Gedney . . . and poor Old Ones! Scientists to the last--what had they done that we would not have done in their place? God, what intelligence and persistence! What a facing of the incredible, just as those kinsmen and forbears had faced things only a little less incredible! Radiates, vegetables, monstrosities, star spawn--whatever they had been, they were men!"
-H. P. Lovecraft.
At The Mountains Of Madness
If you're asking "What is this?" You probably haven't read At The Mountains of Madness, and aren't really familiar with the Cthulhu Mythos universe. These are some things from said story, and said universe. On the left we have an Elder Thing, sometimes called an Old One, with some energy weapons, which are cannon in concept, if not in appearance. On the right is its nemesis, a dreadful Shoggoth. The poor Elder Thing is probably doomed.
Dang this was fun to draw. You never see action shots of Elder Things, it's always the textbook illustration sort of drawing. (If you see any at all, everybody does Cthulhu, but not nearly as many do Elder Things.) I really loved doing one in a dynamic pose. Though posing a radially symmetrical barrel with a starfish head and tentacle feet was interesting, let me tell you.
The shoggoth is looooooooooooking at you!