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AAAA REAL QUICK BEFORE SECRET KRAMPUS SIGNUPS END!! REMADE HARVESTMAN REF!! (one arm is accidentally a bit longer than the other but shhhhhhh) harvestman is one of the many awful fragments of the past that haunt Wetherell Farm - an abandoned property where time has stood still since october of 1917. he guards the fields and does not take kindly to strangers. FUN FACTZ: - lacks entrails. he is but a necrotic envelope with unknown contents - is not a fan of open flames and will promptly scuttle away from them as fast as demonly possible. losing the other side of his face is not on his to-do list - doesn't talk. rustles. it may sound vaguely like words from time to time but it could also be your imagination... right? - can use the scythes to VIOLENTLY CLIMB WALLS - also occasionally drags the scythes behind him like a miserable sluggard oh, and i should also mention that the yellow grass in the first picture was a mistake; all of wetherell farm's vegetation is black. it's sickly, but not dead yet. music is by me
