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Brudil falls down onto her stomach (with "WHAM!" SFX).
Brudil: ACK!
Pleht reels back, clutching his shirt.
Pleht: What..? Who...?
He spies the axe dropped by Brudil.
His anxiety spikes as he imagines several monsters that Brudil could be:
Mockman: Brudil's head and eyes roll back, and she leans enough for her belly to reveal a gaping maw.
Puppet: A marionette Brudil stiffly raises her axe, looking with a lifeless expression.
Undead: Brudil shows as a rotting zombie, grinning as she brandishes the axe.
All these thoughts hang over Pleht as he sweats nervously.

10 – Fearful Fancies
Posted on February 20, 2025 by Kenneth Brandt

I think we'd all be a little apprehensive in Pleht's situation, in his defense.

It was alarmingly fun to make the imagined monster Brudils here. Fun enough for me to file those concepts away for later...

Would you believe I was concerned that the undead one would be a bit much?

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