Gribbly's Day Out - The Beasts

The Beasts

Seed Pods: With more than a passing resemblance to sycamore seeds, seed pods fly around the landscape. They are relatively harmless, though they hurt when you collide with them. They are vulnerable to bubbles and are easily disposed of, however once they touch the ground they turn into Topsies.

Topsies: These mutated seed pods resemble worms with a suction cup on each end. They move backwards and forwards along the ground seeking out gribblets. When a gribblet is found, the Topsie flips the gribblet onto its back, making it vulnerable. They can still be killed by bubbles and hurt when touched. After a period of roaming the landsape, Topsies stop moving and encase themselves in a chrysalis.

Chrysalis: These do not move and can be destroyed by bubbles, however if left unattended too long, they hatch into Stompers.

Stompers: These resemble armoured Topsies. They cannot be killed by bubbles, however are susceptible to water and drown easily. If a Stomper encounters an overturned Gribblet, it absorbs the helpless creature and mutates yet again into a Flier.

Fliers: These are the final stage of evolution. They are susceptible to bubbles again and when killed they release the Gribblet used to create them, however gravity quickly takes over and this freedom will be short lived unless the Gribblet falls onto flat ground or is caught in mid-air.

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