That 'Welcome' up there really should be written in the bloody scrawl of a dying man, poisoning those who even dare to look upon its eldritch, er, font. But I do what I can. Also, I'm not writing this; bound, as I am, in the bowels of Crotchrot Manor, a condemned building clinging to the edge of Little Italy, a city on
Rust Factions, you, reader, are receiving this via telepathy. Neat, eh?
I was on the subreddit, poking about, when I discovered MadMaxGamer's
tale of the condemnation of CrotchRot Manor due to demonic activity. The raising of demons, the awfulness inside, flesh growths on the walls. I had to take see for myself...
I'm not going to show it all off, because it's built to be experienced, but here's a couple of screenshots get a sense of the horror that abounds. It's not just image spam: there's a really clever bit of building that extends the base, leaving anyone inside (help!) very confused as to where they are. Maybe when the server wipes, we can take a more detailed look into the horror inside.
I give this the highest score imaginable: 3/10! Oh, speaking of Rust Factions...