The Omni-Cheek quivers. Cries a single, confused tear of mushroom juice. Then deflates with a soft pfffft .
You equip your cheek-separator and grin. butt-bun hunter rpg
Your first mission: . Citizens waddle sideways, clutching their own posteriors. A hulking baker named Gordon Glute-ham has developed a third cheek—a pulsating, mushroom-capped horror that whispers sweet, yeasted nothings to passersby. The Omni-Cheek quivers
“Time to hunt some buns.”