97th Muttation Contest

CHIMU

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Brief Summary: When they're moving, they actually look quite graceful, the way they seem to almost glide across the sand. Blink and you could miss them, long-legged flightless birds travelling in packs. But the truth is that they are, for lack of a more kind description, incorrigibly dumb. They have no perception of height, frequently smacking their heads into things while trying to investigate them, or haplessly walking off the edge of a cliff without even realizing it. It doesn't help that they are also incredibly curious, and playful amongst other creatures, often tossing small mammals into the air toward one another as if playing a game of catch. Though often anxious creatures, they can be made to feel better simply by turning them away from the thing that is stressing them out.

Poison, Edible, or Neither? Edible, Large Game

DUNETREMOR

Brief Summary:You may hear them, you may even feel them, but you'll never see these creatures coming. Not until it's too late. Not until the ground beneath your very feet is swallowing in on itself and your realize you're standing right in the middle of its mouth. These elephant-sized predator worms are capable of burrowing at high speeds, deep into the earth, but putting them in a place with such porous lands makes it a practically unstoppable hunter. It lacks any source of vision, so it is forced to rely on its ability to sense vibrations when hunting.

Poison, Edible, or Neither? Neither

ARMIHARE

Brief Summary:If you do manage to find anything green growing in the desert, you'd better protect it while you can before these little speedsters sniff them out. They are experts in the art of escape, capable of running up to 19 miles per hour on foot. But they also possess a segmented shell which allows them to roll into a ball at high speeds which has been shown to improve their speed up to even 25 miles per hour. Their high metabolic rate puts them on the constant lookout for a good snack, and when they're hungry, they are known to be vicious little critters.

Poison, Edible, or Neither? Edible, Small Game

FILIGREE BEAK

Brief Summary:These dazzling birds have intricate, swirling beaks which make them a highly-desirable pet accessory in Capitol high society. As well, they are unable to make sound, which makes them frequent flyers in artistic spaces such as galleries and museums, adding an avantgarde freshness to the exhibits. They are also not designed to handle very extreme conditions, such as heat and weather. When stressed, the creatures are prone to behavioral outbursts.

Poison, Edible, or Neither? Neither

RATTLEHOUNDS

Brief Summary: Though they retain much of their canine ancestry, it is immediately clear that these creatures are something else entirely more sinister. Their necks are slender and elongated, with forked serpentine tongues they use along with an already-impeccable sense of smell to hunt prey for miles. They're quick, and nomadic, and travel in packs typically. Their feet are scaled and black, with retractable venomous claws, and their fangs also drip with the same poison, ensuring that anything that does manage to get away never gets far.

Poison, Edible, or Neither? Poisonous

MONKEYSPIDER

Brief Summary:  Judging from its cat-like size, one would assume that they are looking at a monkey with eight arms and legs. In fact, they are wrong. What they are looking at is a spider which looks strikingly similar to the species of monkey it hunts. It has been specifically designed to look as close to the real thing as possible, right down to the fingers on each of its legs. It uses the camouflage expertly when hunting, an ambush predator rather than a web-weaver. though unless there are troops of small monkeys running around nearby, this creature may be pretty obviously out of place.

Poison, Edible, or Neither? Poisonous

THE UNINSTALLED

Brief Summary:  An Uninstillation (or The Uninstalled if, heaven's forbid, you should happen upon several at once) are said to be previous art installations which were removed, taken down, or otherwise deemed not good enough. The mythos is that they sprang life from their vengeance, now aimlessly wandering the lands in search of meaning they will never again find, desperately clinging to a moment in time that has already passed. They are terribly, terribly unkind creatures, particularly when around talent. They can sense it, the way you can sense a rain coming. And they seek to destroy it, for hopes that it will make them matter once again.

Poison, Edible, or Neither? Neither