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Bunch of Banana Mimics
small monstrosity, chaotic evil
STR6(-2)DEX16(+3)CON13(+1)INT6(-2)WIS12(+1)CHA7(-2)
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Bunch of Banana Mimics
small monstrosity, chaotic evil
STR6(-2)DEX16(+3)CON13(+1)INT6(-2)WIS12(+1)CHA7(-2)
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Bunch of Banana Mimics
The Bunch of Banana Mimics is a grotesque fusion—a cluster of five individual banana mimics, their yellow forms melded together like a macabre bouquet. Unlike their solitary counterparts, these mimics are not content with mere deception; their sense of hunger is multiplied for each banana in the bunch.
The process of creating a Bunch of Banana Mimics remains shrouded in mystery. Some sages whisper of forbidden rituals performed under the full moon, where banana mimics intertwine their pseudopods, merging their essence into a single entity. Others claim that dark magic binds them—a curse that compels them to seek out unsuspecting prey.
Each mimic within the bunch retains its individual consciousness, yet their minds are linked—a hive intelligence fueled by malevolence. They communicate through silent impulses, coordinating their attacks with eerie precision. When one detects movement, all five shift in unison, revealing their true form: a writhing mass of gnashing teeth and sticky tendrils.
The Bunch of Banana Mimics is relentless in its pursuit. It stalks fruit markets, jungle clearings, and forgotten orchards. Its preferred victims are larger than those of its singular kin. Monkeys, adventurers, and even unwary ogres have fallen prey to its ambushes.
Eating Banana Mimics
The Banana Mimic is a culinary enigma, a paradox wrapped in yellow peel. To bite into one is to dance on the precipice of delight and danger.
At first glance, it appears as any other banana: sun-kissed, inviting, and promising a burst of sweetness. Adventurers who dare to taste it, however, are met with a sinister surprise. The flesh yields reluctantly, as if resisting the intrusion. Their teeth sink through the outer layers, and the mimic’s true essence reveals itself—a hint of decay, a whisper of rot. It’s as if the banana has been left in the jungle heat for days, fermenting into something both foul and fascinating.
As the adventurer chews, the mimic’s sticky substance clings to their tongue, coating it in a residue that defies easy description. Some claim it tastes like regret—a blend of lost opportunities and dashed hopes. Others liken it to betrayal—a flavor that lingers long after the banana is swallowed.
Despite its unsettling nature, some gourmands seek out the Banana Mimic intentionally. They relish the thrill of danger, the rush of uncertainty. For them, it’s not merely sustenance; it’s an experience—an encounter with the uncanny. They savor each bite, knowing that they tread where others fear to venture.
Credits
Thanks to my Patreon supporter, SpicyCake247, who inspired me to create this monster.