My Rating “…The Necronomicon Ex-Mortis!” The Darkness has aligned in all three timelines, but for some – like the evil wiseman, time has no bounds. With all of the Evil Ash variants destroyed, the only thing stopping the real Ash from closing the portal to hell is the Kandarian demon baby. Can goody little two-shoes […]
My Rating “Armies Of Darkness” The darkness has gathered in the past. Which past? Well, that is relative. To be specific, 1300 AD. Ash has returned to his lover Shelia, but his motley band of broken robots and a demon baby may not be enough to stop the convergence of three evils. Three evils? Yes.
My Rating “Falling Down” Earth 1300 AD has fallen at the hands of the Deadite armies! Wait, no, Earth 2093 AD has fallen to the hands of the… No, that already fell to the Droidites! Right? Okay, so now Earth 1993 AD has fallen to the present day, but recently returned from the past, Evil
My Rating “Three The Hard Way” “Three Books?” Ash exclaimed. “No one said anything about three books!” With no digital wiseman to guide him through the apocalyptic lands of Earth 2093 AD, Ash is hopelessly trapped in an unforeseen future. The Necronomicon has been restored through a lengthy campaign fighting Droidites and contracting Morklock VD.
My Rating “…Necronomicon Ex-Mortis.” War has come to three timelines! While future Ash fights evil Droidites in the year 2093, Lady Shelia and her new ally Duke Henry the Red make a last-ditch effort to destroy the Necronomicon in the year 1300 AD. Meanwhile in the streets of 1993 Detroit, Michigan a U.S. Army General
My Rating “Raise Hell” Sheila jumps from a tower window with the Necronomicon clenched tightly in her arms. Far below in the courtyard of Kandar Castle, a large pile of hay awaits to break her fall. It’s a good thing, as the entire kingdom has been possessed by Evil Ash and the Army of Darkness.
My Rating “The Medieval Dead!” 1300 AD – The Lady Sheila is in a race for her life. Delta, the horse that carries her at top speed through the dense English forest, is spry and full of energy, but the deadites are in close pursuit and the steed grows winded. The harpies’ speed is unmatched
