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Well, clearly it needs to be the One-Eyed, One-Horned, Flying Purple-People Eater.

Not to be confused with the One-Eyed, One-Horned, Flying, Purple People-Eater.

One comes in a variety of colors and eats Purple People, while the other is purple but is not picky about the color of its food.

This is the great, gobbling ooze monster from the Land of the Sandmen.

The ooze monster dribbles out from under the bed, making a sloshing noise as it does so. It resembles a disheveled Muk, but it is somewhat more watery. Instead of eyes, it has just holes. So how does it smell or see? It doesn't actually. What it does is shoot out radioactive blobs and track the radioactivity.

The radioactivity is slight enough that it won't kill or hurt badly, although it will sting a little, like if you dropped a drop of hydrochloric acid on your skin.

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I jumped off my bed in fear. I crouched down and turned my head to get a look at the monster. It looked to be a woman with pink skin and antennas. She was sleeping. I think I missed some details because I shot up so fast, afraid that it would attack. It was sleeping, though.

I held the book in my hands. I flipped through it, seeing many creatures. Then, I found it. It was called a “herkademon.” The description simply said, “They are not hostile. They want to make friends.”

I wrote a note and threw it into the floor. It read, “Be my friend?” A hand emerged from beneath and grabbed it. A few seconds later, she crawled out from it, stood up, and looked at me, smiling. She wore a tank top and jeans. “Hi. I wanna be friends.” “Okay”, I said with the same expression, “Lemme show you my roller skates.”

“What are roller skates?” “I gotta teach you.”
We went to the side yard. We stood on the asphalt. I skated in a circle, and she watched in awe. “Wow”, she said, “I wanna try.”
A few minutes later, she was wearing my big sis’s skates. She held my hands. “When I let go, steer yourself, okay?”, I asked. She nodded. I let her go and walked by her side. She glided left and right while holding her hands out. “Now, if you wanna pick up speed, slowly kick back one of your feet.” She did so before heading to the fencing and grabbing it for support.

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