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Survivor

Bind all cursed objects!

You hop just like me!

Are mortals attracted to this smell?

Farewell, little bristles.

Now you see me, now you don't! Hyuyu!

Essence of slipperiness.

Flutter, flutter, dearest butter!

I'll try not to suck your soul out.

Muffin to see here, my dear.

Fly away, sweet soul.

Butterfly Wings

It doesn't want to feed on death. It just has to.

Cremation to curb mutation!

It's dead but not done.

It's changing and deranging.

They look so real!

Spiny and mean, just how I like them.

To pick a cactus, you just need some prac-tus!

How pretty! I fear to touch it.

I don't want to eat anything prickly.

The prickles are gone, but I still don't want to eat it.

Cooked Cactus Flesh

We're on a roll! Hyuyu!

California Roll

Soon to extinguish.

This fire will slake my thirst for warmth.

Those are some spicy flames.

It burns so low, so low!

When I roam, camp feels like home.

And out it goes.

Let's look out for each other, you and I.

Mind my paws now.

Mortals don't usually look like that.

Canary (Volatile)

It's a Wortox Sack!

Is it walking me, or am I walking it?

Oh what a sinking feeling it brings!

Hyuyuyu, what fun!

Oh the pranks I could pull with this!

Let's start things off with a bang, shall we? Hyuyuyu!

Is that the glint of fairy gold?

Nearly there.

Light Catcher Kit

On and on and on it goes!

Nearly there.

Mortals do love their trinkets.

The rarest of trinkets!

Hyuyu, a fine find indeed!

Hyuyu, how very mysterious!

Green Mystery Box

Hyuyu, how very mysterious!

Yellow Mystery Box

Hyuyu, how very mysterious!

Red Mystery Box

A fairy light to glow in the night.

Midsummer Night Light

Nearly there.

Midsummer Night Light Kit

We can take a small bit of the Cawnival wherever we go.

Nearly there.

Miniature Tree Kit