Dog-alien
| Dog-alien | |
|---|---|
| Monster ID | 1091 |
| Locations | Domed City of Grimacia |
| Hit Points | 75% of Defense |
| Attack | Player's Buffed Moxie + 8 (cap 450) |
| Defense | Player's Buffed Muscle + 8 (cap 450) |
| Initiative | 0 |
| Meat | None |
| Phylum | horror |
| Elements | None |
| Resistance | None |
| Monster Parts | claw, head, paw, tail |
| Manuel Entry | |
| refreshedit data | |
You're fighting a dog-alienThis is a dog whose DNA got spliced with alien DNA from beyond the stars. He's more likely to disembowel you than he is to fetch your slippers.
To be fair, the same could be said of most of the people you've met.
Hit Message(s):
It wags its tail at you, which would be adorable if its tail weren't covered in razor-sharp spikes. Ow! Ugh! Oof!
It tries to shake hands, but ends up maiming you with its claws. Ow! Argh! Argh!
It tries to play tug-of-war with you, using your <arm> as the rope. Eek! Oof! Ooh!
It lifts its leg and sprays you with corrosive . . . uh . . . .fluid. Yick. Ouch! Ooh! Eek! (sleaze damage)
It leaps up and latches onto your neck with both sets of jaws. Your cries of "Down, boy!" and "off!" and "sit!" go unheeded, but you can't tell if that's because it's an alien monster, or just because it's kind of a dumb dog. Argh! Ow! Ooh!
You pretend to throw a ball, and it runs off to chase it.
It tries to shake hands, but you settle for a nod.
It tries to play tug-of-war with you, but can't decide which pair of jaws to bite with.
It lifts its leg, but you point out you're neither a tree nor a fire hydrant.
It fetches a stick and drops it at your feet. Thanks to its corrosive saliva, the stick kind of dissolves as it hits the ground. (FUMBLE!)
 | You acquire an item: lunar isotope (60% chance)* |
| You acquire an item: lunar isotope (30% chance)* |
 | You acquire an item: elven magi-pack (25% chance)* |
Occurs at Domed City of Grimacia.
