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A Feast of Filth

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As some of you may know, I have become the keeper of a peculiar creature: a slug-flower abomination with a slimy flesh, and a flower that leaks liquid dust wherever it crawls. It whispers endlessly of its hunger for the vile, the disgusting, the wicked.. Though its appetite remains a mystery. I intend to discover what it is before it discovers what I am.

Here I will document it's growth. It's cravings.. Its evolutions.. The appetite.

Bring me your most vile appetizers. Tell me what you would feed it, or offer an actual item if you wish. I shall place your offering before the creature and observe its reaction. Will it swallow your gift with wet, shuddering delight, recoil as though offended, or whisper for something even more wretched?

Join me in witnessing its growth and strange evolution. Each offering may invoke another change. We may come closer to understanding this creature, though what it becomes, and what it may recognize as food, is beyond my knowledge for now.

Rewards are granted at my discretion, guided by the creature's reaction and my own judgment. You may receive no more than a word of thanks, or perhaps something far more extraordinary: one of its offspring, should any ever appear.

The First Feeding.. 

The Sapwrack Snailbloom stirs..

It's head.. or front part.. or.. whatever.. extends from beneath the shell, rearing up into the air as though tasting it. The creature inches toward the offering. A glistening trail of slime follows its sluggish advance.

It touches the sweat butter.

For a moment, nothing happens.

Then, the snail retracts halfway back into its shell, shuddering with what might be disgust.. or delight.. The mouth opens, the blob envelops the offering in front and closes, and opens again. It is greedily scraping the last greasy traces from the offering.

A faint, sour smell rises from its body. Somewhere deep within the shell, something gurgles.

It seems sated. For now.. 


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Edited by Prince Marvolo

An interesting Adventure. And one I would like to give a gift to. Marvolo, would a 5 Year 7 Month Grasan Huvourer be adequate for your requirements? If ever youve been near when one makes Grasan Ferment... Well. I think it meets your vision. You tell me.

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29 minutes ago, Fang Archbane said:

An interesting Adventure. And one I would like to give a gift to. Marvolo, would a 5 Year 7 Month Grasan Huvourer be adequate for your requirements? If ever youve been near when one makes Grasan Ferment... Well. I think it meets your vision. You tell me.

Sound like quite a snack. If you are willing to part with it, I will offer it on a platter.

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