#216 – Catter Gory
posted by THE END BOSS on October 29, 2010
Not exactly one you can explain to mom if it follows you home.
“The Catter Gory rubs up against you affectionately! You’re too grossed out to move…”
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#215 – Fiendish
posted by THE END BOSS on October 28, 2010
The casserole of Beelzebub himself. “The Fiendish stole the soul of your tastebuds! Everything tastes like overcooked broccoli!” #214 – Wasp
posted by THE END BOSS on October 27, 2010
Uh, excuse me. We only allow certain… kinds of people into this hive. I’m afraid that unless you’re accompanied by someone, you’ll have to leave. “The Wasp isn’t interested in fighting you; it’s got a badminton game at 7:00. Battle over.” #213 – Hammer
posted by THE END BOSS on October 26, 2010
He refuses to be the new Thanksgiving staple! For one thing, he doesn’t have a stapler. “The Hammer blinds you with some reflected light from its glaze, and then goes for your toes!” #212 – Safe T. Dance
posted by THE END BOSS on October 25, 2010
He can dance if he wants to. He can leave your friends behind…. Because he is pretty sure you’re all a bunch of bank thieves. “Safe T. Dance does the combination shuffle! All of your cracking progress has been undone.”
#211 – Sleap
posted by THE END BOSS on October 22, 2010
Sleap hasn’t had any collisions… that it’s been aware of. “Sleap trips on a hurdle and barrels into you! Concussive damage!” #210 – Apple Butter
posted by THE END BOSS on October 21, 2010
I prefer to mash my apples because so far they haven’t discovered a way to “headsauce” people. “The Apple Butter charges! You defensively brandish some cinnamon! The Apple Butter backs away…” #209 – Storm Window
posted by THE END BOSS on October 20, 2010
Energy efficient if you can harness the lightning, I guess. “The Storm Window opens wide! A chunk of hail smacks you in the face!” #208 – Roeboat
posted by THE END BOSS on October 19, 2010
A serious mistake has been made with someone’s sushi order. “The Roeboat drifts by! Some of the roe hatches and attacks!” #207 – Hareball
posted by THE END BOSS on October 18, 2010
Cats who cough these up tend to secretly be magicians. “You attack the Hareball! Your hit harmlessly bounces the Hareball away! The Hareball left the battle…” |
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