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On top of Bar is a small green fuzzy puppet.

He’s eating Peeps.

Maybe he’ll share?

[Cthulhu]

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We're not entirely sure what' under the tentacles, but the Peeps are definitely disappearing into it.

Quickly.

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A lot! He's actually quite a bit bigger than he looks. It's the whole semi-corporeal psychological projection thing.

Maybe she can tell by the steadily increasing pile of empty boxes?

He really should stop soon. He's going to end up with a sugar rush.

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"Yeah, well, you're a bag of barely sentient meat. What do you expect?" The tentacles wave up and down as he speaks before he goes back to his Peeps.

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Cthulhu actually stops eating a moment to look at her. It's a bit baleful, really, but luckily he isn't intent on making her go insane.

At least not yet.

"Lady, we're at the end of universes. If you think I'm a cheap felt puppet, you got another thing coming."

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The puppet actually laughs at that.

"If you were, I could tell."

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"So are you godlike, or an actual god?" He sounds amused, but in a sort of 'oh you silly inferior being' sort of way.

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Cthulhu laughs. And laughs.

It sounds vaguely evil. The bar's lucky he's not fully awake.

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An insane one, of course.

"I," begins the puppet, "am the great Cthulhu, High Priest of the Old Ones, bringer of madness and insanity to all of mankind. You? Are mankind. Nice to meet you. I'll swallow your soul."

At least he sounds friendly about it?