How did cannibalism started in your Headcanon?

I’m conflicted on cannibal fluffies. on one hand if you’re making fluffies tough or cool you’re kinda missing the point (I’ve made that mistake) but I also kinda like the idea that fluffies are fucked up little eldritch horrors that can be biohacked. There’s a special kind of freedom that comes with writing about something as ridiculous as fluffies so just tell your story, post it if it’s any good. :grin:

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See, with all the genetic mutations like bowls and kelpies and salmon and plants somehow arising over so short a time, I just assume fluffies were made for easy biohacking, some hokey shit like “its body starts internalizing the DNA of whatever it eats!”, since technically what we got are actually unfinished prototypes that had been released early.

It’s entirely possible that all the sociopathy and narcissistic tendencies that fluffies have would’ve been ironed out if given more time in QA testing, at which point their biology would’ve been made more stable.

I actually think those Mary Sue “proto fluffies” (or whatever they’d been called) would work perfectly if they were non-sapient animals; intelligent, but in the way a fox or raven or a parrot would be.

A fluffy could write poetry or a novel, a fluffy is capable of reason, but they’re by and large really deficient in common fucking sense.

A “protofluff” would just be a reasonably smart animal. They might have been the original intended product, before playtesters wanted a fluffy that could talk like the cartoons it’s based on, and thus we got the lovable abominations this site’s about.

Random, but I had a couple ideas for mutations that could lead to apocalypse-level problems very quickly.

Immortal Fluffies; they regenerate at so absurd a speed that there’s no killing them without what amounts to throwing them into a furnace. Worse, the already-crazy pain tolerance fluffies are known for is at such a degree that these fuckers are the most oblivious, careless dumbfucks that ever walked the earth.

Be thankful those rumors of their mangled bodies growing into more fluffies are false… for now. Regardless, they multiply at the usual fluffy rate, so having an infestation of immortal dumbshits running around isn’t exactly great for anyone’s health.

Unironically, you would be better off burning your whole town to the ground to get rid of these things.

Hands:

Fluffy with Hands.

Hands make a great masseuse of your fluffy!

Hands help around the house.

Hands are great for hugging and cuddling!

Hands can hold weapons.

Hands are power.

Hands make these bastards infinitely more dangerous.

… but no more durable, squelch the little shits on sight.

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