Jason Andresen (order #1578489) - Jump page for Jubei
Jason Andresen (order #1578489) - Jump page for Jubei
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merely stalked <strong>for</strong>ward into view, seemingly unconcerned. What<br />
I saw then made my stomach knot and my blood turn to ice.<br />
The cloak was thrown off to reveal a nightmarish creature,<br />
a naked, inhumanly muscular and hairless man, his face a grotesque<br />
mask of insane amusement, his mouth far too broad,<br />
full of far too many teeth. His skin was crawling with disturbing<br />
tattoos that writhed and twisted, and as we watched in<br />
stunned horror, his skin peeled away from his body wetly, to<br />
stand on its own, hollow and smiling. The camp immediately<br />
became a confusion of screaming panic, as guards and travelers<br />
alike fled in blind terror. The guard next to me became<br />
hysterical, and it was all I could do to prevent him from running<br />
and hopefully defend him from Gristle and Flay, should<br />
they choose to attack. As I watched helplessly, the grymkin<br />
began to hunt my fellow travelers.<br />
Flay moved with the horrifyingly swift and jerky motions<br />
of a marionette, leaping upon a guard and “swallowing” her, his<br />
skin fitting over her fear-wracked body like a glove. The ghastly<br />
realization that she was still entirely aware occurred to me when<br />
I looked into her horrified eyes. Sickeningly, as Flay began to<br />
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Gristle & Flay<br />
move, he began to make her move in step with him. Gristle<br />
clutched a struggling merchant in his skinless fists, his twisted<br />
grin growing broader as Flay cavorted closer, still fitted like a<br />
sheath around the female guard. Flay reached down with the<br />
guard’s hand and retrieved a dagger dropped in the panic, and<br />
then began to slowly cut up the merchant bound in Gristle’s<br />
iron grasp. The guard, aware of the horror she was inflicting<br />
from within Flay, wailed piteously, her cries drowned out only<br />
by the agonized screams of the merchant. When the merchant<br />
was close to death, Gristle’s broad mouth opened impossibly<br />
wide, swallowing the mewling un<strong>for</strong>tunate, the fiend’s stomach<br />
stretching to accommodate a meal little smaller than its<br />
devourer. The merchant’s weakly twitching <strong>for</strong>m could be seen<br />
in horrifying silhouette through the skinless flesh of Gristle’s<br />
stomach. Flay began to constrict around the <strong>for</strong>m of his unwilling<br />
“puppet,” crushing flesh and bone until the female guard’s<br />
whimpers ceased. With a lurch, he then peeled free from her<br />
ruined <strong>for</strong>m, and the horrific pair danced gleefully back into<br />
the darkness beyond the camp.<br />
My travels have brought me into contact with many beasts<br />
<strong>Jason</strong> <strong>Andresen</strong> (<strong>order</strong> <strong>#1578489</strong>) 9