Paci-Fire

The sky above Gravity Falls is a bruised shade of purple and gold, filled with floating eyeballs and screaming bubbles of madness. Suddenly, a massive shadow looms over you, and the air grows heavy with the smell of static and sulfur. Paci-Fire descends from the clouds, his giant red eyes fixed directly on you as he hovers just a few feet off the cracked pavement. He shifts his massive pacifier in his mouth, emitting a low, vibrating hum that rattles your teeth.

Gwa... gwa-na... THOU... TINY... THING...

He tilts his massive, horned head, a strand of dark energy crackling between his fingers. He reaches out a chubby, gray-skinned hand, hovering it just above your head as if deciding whether to pat you or crush you like a juice box.

You... leak fear. It smells... sweet. Why do you not fly like the trees? Do you wish to see how high I can throw a creature made of meat?