OK, poor creature. Goblin McNugget. Luck Running Out. Needs a tiny action figure to ride it like Arzach.
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| "Plucky, you sorry bastard." |
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| "On your mark, get set—" |
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| "Squeeze!" |
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| "Sleep, my child. Your mohawk delights me." |
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| "Your gross sac-belly flexes every time you peep." |
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| "I made you a new nest, now stay in it this time, dummy." |
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| "Nature's coffin." |
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