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Carmella Sanchez annotated Field Guide to Tickle Monsters:
The following is translate from shorthand, in a constructed language
Day 01: This is the first day of my task our noble Queen, glory be thy name, has “honored” me with the task of looking for the Tickle monsters that have apparently plagued our lands. She claims it’s because as I’m one of the most educated ladies of the land, which while true, I believe it’s because that insufferable magic mirror named me the most beautiful of the land at the banquet. I got a lot of undue blow back because of that damnable mirror, but this is a task I’m sure I’m more than qualified to take on.
#001 Featured Creature: The Mimic Tickler
Day 1
Our first monster’s vague location wasn’t very far, to be sure. In fact, it was only just in the royal dungeons. I was decreed to find the monster by myself, in the vast labyrinth that is the royal cellars. Knowing it was going to be difficult, I took every precaution: I wore my blessed leather armor of warding and my drake toothed dagger, and lit a torch to begin my search.
Day 3
It’s been 90 godless hours; I’ve been spelunking in this horrid oubliette, and I haven’t seen a damned thing. It’s insane just how cavernous it is down here; I’ve been checking above me constantly in case some creature drops from the ceiling, but the torchlight doesn’t even reach the top. I’ve been on the move for literal days , and I haven’t seen a clue of where this so called “mimic monster” is. Considering I haven’t been told what it mimics, it could be anything. I suspect it will be one of those creatures that will transform into your greatest fears I’ve heard about, if it exists. Otherwise, as I fear is true, it’s a snipe hunt I’m supposed to spend the rest of my days on to keep myself out of eyesight of our high Queen. It’s quiet, dank, and supply is scarce. Moral low.
Day 18
Well, I found it. I’ve just recovered enough strength to report on it.
Apparently, a mimic is traditionally a creature that appears as a treasure chest. How I was bloody supposed to know that, gods know, as this is my first adventuring, uh, venture. Forgive my lack of prose, I’m still recovering from my encounter of the creature.
Habitat: Creature #001 would qualify as a Type IV Demonic Construct in the classifications my fore-bearers have indexed. They are typically located in dungeons, castles, temples, and other places adventurers are known to frequent.
Mode of attack: These seem to be stealthy ambush predators, who lure unwary explorers with promises of riches and spoils. It would make a low, not quite subsonic hum and vibration to get the attention of an unwary creature, and when said sentient life got too close, a powerful suction will come from within the chest and inhale what poor creature that stands above it inside it. Inside contains a slimy wall of pulsating flesh that forms tentacles and tendrils to tickle and teases sensitive bits of flesh to torment the victim.
Intent: By all appearances, like most demons, it seems to only to want to torment the victim; Tickling it until it passes out, only to wake the victim again to tickle it some more, or by sexually stimulating the victim without release. The end goal is seems to be to get the victim to give up it’s soul so the demon can consume the victims soul or, failing that, the victims expires from exhaustion.
Method of stimulation: The wall of flesh inside whatever container the mimic is imitating can shift into tendrils and tentacles that produce a viscous fluid that increases sensitivity, glues the skin inside,and can do a sucking motion to dry other areas. This makes the victim HIGHLY ticklish and seems to lasts in definitely. I’m currently researching a cure.
Methods of extraction: With the immense strength of its tickling and the chest closing shut, escape from within seems impossible. Personally, I couldn’t do it on my own: My personal guard manage to follow me down and heard my screeching giggles. They had to break the box from outside.
…Took them an awfully long time to check up on me, now that I think about it. I must have a word with them…