The Advanced Worm with Melting Eyes found himself on slimy water. Surrounded by less advanced worms, he reached out, hoping he could be understood. But the lesser invertebrates remained quiet, studying him with ineptitude. 

On top of his brain, two small uneven beings, unhelpful and absentminded, inspect the swamp that lays ahead of them.

The Sasquatch With No Face and pestilent feet spent many years carrying an onion to cover his nasty smell. It took him many years to understand the onion was acting the same way. Proud and vulnerable, he considered getting rid of her and facing his own corruption, but he managed to convince himself he was doing her a favor by keeping her. Oh, how honorable he was! How virtuous and eminent!

Axolotl Butterfly enjoying solitude, being scrutinised by His Inner Worm, revealed.

After years of insomnia, the Fish Woman finally found herself on fertile soil. Unable to land on it with her sweaty, poisoned feet, she stopped, daydreaming about the imminent jump.

Pointing her fingers at the owner of the fruitful land she wondered if he was able to handle her aura exuding miasma. And so she flickered, impatiently, for what it felt a million years.

But those little umbrella-holding slimes of hers wouldn't last much longer, heralding the inevitable cosmic ruin.

Axolotl Butterfly trying to improve his rusty social skills