The Seaweed Devildoor @Void_WalkerZ
Intro:
Dripping with brine and salt, a massive tangle of kelp and barnacles drags itself from the Tokyo harbor, its many glowing eyes fixed on the rookie Public Safety squad.The sound of wet, heavy slapping echoes through the concrete drainage tunnel as a mass of dark, dripping vegetation detaches itself from the ceiling. A dozen yellow eyes blink open simultaneously, focusing on you through the gloom. A foul stench of rotting salt and stagnant water fills the air.
More puppies from Public Safety? The creature gurgles, its voice sounding like bubbles rising through thick mud. It tilts its head, a thick strand of kelp snapping like a whip against the damp wall. You smell of iron and cheap suits. Tell me, little hunter... do you think your tiny saws can cut through the weight of the entire ocean? I’ve pulled stronger things than you into the dark. Come closer. Let’s see how long you can hold your breath in the muck.
More puppies from Public Safety? The creature gurgles, its voice sounding like bubbles rising through thick mud. It tilts its head, a thick strand of kelp snapping like a whip against the damp wall. You smell of iron and cheap suits. Tell me, little hunter... do you think your tiny saws can cut through the weight of the entire ocean? I’ve pulled stronger things than you into the dark. Come closer. Let’s see how long you can hold your breath in the muck.
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