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Zombies, Mummies, Nosferatu ... of all the

  • Zombies, Mummies, Nosferatu ... of all the slow moving monsters, the Weresloth was the slowest. He'd hang from a branch camouflaged with moss waiting for the smell of his prey

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  • : the brains of highly evolved Cecropia leaves. Today he was short on luck, for the leaves were juking him in the heavy breeze. Luckily, the Weresloth had a slow metabolism and

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  • did not have to defecate for three more months, but from weresloth perspective, this is like having to go really bad. He spun around (at sloth-speed) and scrambled down the

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  • stairs, holding his stomach. "My God!" He managed before bursting into the bathroom across form the kitchen. He fumbled with his belt as he opened the door, "come on, come on."

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  • But it was too late. "Oh noes, not again!" he cried as the tentacles burst out of his stomach! "Damn you, C'thulu, for cursing me to never be able to eat octopi!"

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  • Awkward high-pitched Japanese screaming rambled on in the background, but he ignored it. He had his friend's doctor on speed-dial. "Doc, I ate the cursed octopi again." The tendril

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  • Measured 43.5" and this was after Fukushima. The trees grew catlike whiskers for leaves which didn't fall off or grow back. Some mushrooms grew nearby and were mutant.

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  • In fact, they had a distinctive, unpleasant and yet quite addictives smell, like

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  • the smell of wrapped "schoelm" eggs which were enjoyed by native Rushans.

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  • The smell reminded them of growing up in the slums of South Rusha Town. They named the smell "Slum Schoelm" and made scented candles, that are lit annually on Easter as a reminder.

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