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Survivor

Southwest.

West.

I'm utterly dung with all of this.

More room for my acquisitions.

House Expansion Permit

It has lost a lot of its power.

Cooked Mandrake

It smells less like a barnyard now.

I'll eat it if I have to.

Cooked Monster Meat

Well, at least it's not moving anymore.

A bit overdone for my tastes.

Wait for it...

Here it comes!

Finally, some quality grub.

Just the thought makes my mouth water.

Tale of tails.

It's quite lovely.

You're not cute.

This could likely support a wide array of life.

Now I can harness its thoughtpower for myself.

I wonder what it's thinking?

A buoyant material.

Looks barely seaworthy.

Cork Bowl Canoe

At least this'll keep those nosy critters out.

Easy enough to carry.

Unlike me, it has no trouble surviving out here.

High in fructose.

A little more refined, at least.

Such labor is beneath me.

An edible crustacean.

The crabbit is hiding.

It can't hide forever.

Perhaps I could pry it open.

Oh great, another abomination.

I don't know how they got here.

Shhhh... My pretty.

It barely hides anything.

The mundane stuff of the earth.

A gentleman's weapon.

Cutlass Supreme

Dry, crumbly, sustaining.

Useful.

I think I could build something useful from this.

The building blocks of civilization.

It smells... noxious.

Perhaps it should have taken more fencing lessons.

Oops.

Bathed in fire.

That's not about to grow back.

I've heard them described as "leafy".

Shut your maw!

Interesting decor.

Beefalo Mounting

Lovely...

Tasteful Fish Mounting