Sleaze ghost
| Sleaze ghost | |
|---|---|
| Monster ID | 1411 |
| Locations | Dreadsylvanian Village |
| Hit Points | 800 |
| Attack | 500 |
| Defense | 500 |
| Initiative | 25 |
| Meat | None |
| Phylum | undead |
| Elements | sleaze |
| Resistance | 100% |
| Monster Parts | head, arm, leg, torso |
| Drops | transparent pants, Dreadsylvanian Almanac page, Freddy Kruegerand |
| Manuel Entry | |
| refreshedit data | |
You're fighting Fidelia Small, who died of a schoolgirl-related nosebleedThe wind moans and whooshes through the trees around you, an endless susurration that almost sounds like words.
You stop and listen more closely, and find it definitely sounds like words. Specifically, it sounds like a a sleazy ghost describing all the things she'd like to do with you, in explicit and nauseating detail.
Hit Message(s):
She shapes her noncorporeal form into a crude representation of--um, let's say one of the Hole in the Sky constellations--and waves back and forth in front of you. So immature. So rude. So gross. Argh! Argh! Argh! Ugh! (sleaze damage)
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She tries to shape her noncorporeal form into an obscene image, but you've obscene it all before, so she goes off to plumb new depths of depravity with which to shock you.
She tries to blow your skirt up, but having your skirt blown up isn't what blows your skirt up.
She tries to kiss you with spectral lips, but you reserve the right to refuse lip service to anyone.
She tries to lick you in the ear, but you avoid the tongue lashing.
She tries to pinch your cheek, but you tell her not to be cheeky.
She tries to smear you with ectoplasm, but you avoid the smear campaign.
She takes control of an Ouija board, but can't spell the horrible things she wants to say to you.
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