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[So, everyone's favorite bugaholic has gotten her antennae back! Unfortunately, since this is Mayfield, there are strings attached: Wriggle will not be acting like her usual socially-awkward derpy self at all, for her insect inclination has just been cranked up to eleventy.
What does this mean for you, fellow citizens? Well....have you left something sweet out in the open? Wriggle is going after it. Are you turning on the lights? Have a Wriggle plastered to your window. Do you like tending a garden? Wriggle just happens to enjoy devouring them. And so on and so forth. Nothing is safe from her; not pets, not plants, not people.
She's extremely territorial and will attack if provoked. Or even not provoked. And don't look too closely into her eyes, unless you like seeing nothing but dull awareness and occasionally a mindless hunger.
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What does this mean for you, fellow citizens? Well....have you left something sweet out in the open? Wriggle is going after it. Are you turning on the lights? Have a Wriggle plastered to your window. Do you like tending a garden? Wriggle just happens to enjoy devouring them. And so on and so forth. Nothing is safe from her; not pets, not plants, not people.
She's extremely territorial and will attack if provoked. Or even not provoked. And don't look too closely into her eyes, unless you like seeing nothing but dull awareness and occasionally a mindless hunger.
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