Slime Drawing Novels & Stories

She pointed to her bowl of black glue. “Serves you right.” Lumiere clucked her tongue at Lystra. “It’s good that I’m getting all the good stuff.” She proudly lifted her bowl to them with silver glitter on top of her slime. “My slime looks good too! Look at it, it’s so fluffy with those blue glitters.” Fauzia joins in the bragging of her slime. Zariyah moved Fauzia’s bowl to show her bowl. “Mine is perfect---except for the rice,” she said proudly.

Usha roared as he jumped to the other small slimes and attacked again with his speedy claws. The slimes were caught by surprise and was forced to back away because the scratch had managed to cut away some of their flesh. They had been in the water these couple of days, so their flesh were only a bit soft and wet. This was actually a critical condition for this kind of attack because they’re not entirely being a blob of water nor a hard stone. They’re like clay, and they couldn’t merge with each other that fast in this state. So dodging would be their best option in facing this crisis, and that is what they would do.

Their caustic bodies might deter our would-be attackers. I bent down and grabbed one of the slimes, ignoring the sting. I pulled it up but it remained attached to the ground and just stretched so I had a handful of goo elongated like old gum. It kept moving away from me, getting longer and longer. I wondered if I looked as stupid as I felt as my weapon of choice slowly departed.

Lia pulled Bima back again. "We can't fight it! It's too big!" The monster lunged, its mouth wide open, revealing rows of small, sharp teeth. The smell of ammonia wafting from its maw was overwhelming. WHOOSH! Bima and Lia ducked, narrowly avoiding the monster as it streaked over their heads. Its tail slammed into the wall with a thunderous crack, making the tunnel shake. "System, any other ideas?!" Bima screamed internally. [System Suggestion: Use your 'Indomie' as bait! The Slime Lurker is sensitive to strong odors!]

While David was distracted with the other minions, Dorime began to splash ink in the wall using the onyx. He shaped it using his little hands and used his flying golem for the unreachable places. He painted a humanoid striking a T-pose in the center of the wall, with lines near its body, as if they represented that it was glowing. Near, he made the crude shapes of various of his new and older brothers: Skeletor was a small horned humanoid, lumps represented the rats and squirrels, some tunneling worms, vultures, beetles, and even some ants.

[HYDRO SLIME] Rank: Common HP: 80 DEF:10 ATK:15 A type of monster that can digest whatever they eat using a strong acid. They don't usually have any distinct shape and appear as large masses of gelatinous fluid. Slime vary between mediums, with some being intelligent and capable of assuming basic shapes with others being nothing more than brainless piles of goo that dissolves whatever matter becomes enveloped by their bodies. Skills: Water mimicry, 2 Combo attacks. "Skills" Water mimicry- Acts like still water to lure in prey.

Demons suddenly dominate the entire magic realm because of the enormous devil slime that multiplied every minute. This turn of events sends goosebumps to the sextuplets. Slime was everywhere and their numbers immensely grew in the matter of minutes. How could they kill a slime that comprises pure darkness? No matter how many times they slice the slime, it will just grow back. They couldn’t defeat the devil slime unless they knew its weakness. However, Alice remained calm and Samael hissed while gritting his teeth upon seeing Alice’s unfazed expression. It made his blood boil in anger. But he laughed when he noticed the sisters are having a hard time eliminating the devil slime.

Chloe walked back to the nursery to fetch the boy. "Liam, dinner's ready. Did you finish your draw—" Her voice died in her throat. Chloe’s hands balled into trembling fists as she stared at the canvas. It wasn't a happy family portrait. It was a depiction of hell. In the center of the paper, Liam had drawn three figures, but they weren't people. Two of them were towering "monsters," and the third was a small, broken boy cowering in a dark corner. The first monster was a man with eyes the size of saucers, wearing a tattered T-shirt. In one hand, he brandished a heavy belt; in the other, a glowing cigarette butt that he was pressing toward the crying boy on the ground.

" I was intrigued to learn more. The gaze of his dark eyes lowered to the depth of the hill, and he smiled once more, leaving me no choice but to stare at his attractive fangs. "Other than being immortal. I can sense emotion in humans without them telling me how they feel. I'm just a beast hiding in human skin. Other than my human skin, there's nothing human about me, not even my smile, for werewolves can't show a smile in the way humans do. From a younger age, we mimic human behavior to blend in amongst your kind until it grows on us, knowing when to use them. But we do give a candid grin--which looks like a smile. It means we are no harm and are trying to be friendly."

Thankfully, the tree was easy to climb, and Zen should not be in too much trouble when they chased. The first group of slime he found lazing along the dirt path had only four slimes. It was a smaller group than the ones he saw outside the main village on the main road. They were perfect for his experiments! Carefully, Zen approached them with a stone he found on the ground. Now, all he had to do was toss one at a green slime and run back to his preferred spot for slime murder. Zen got close enough and took a deep breath before holding it to hurl his stone at the green slime group. The slimes were visibly startled, and Zen stood up, looking at them dumbly before he turned heel and ran.