🪲💀 THE BUG CULT DEMANDS BLOOD... AND COMMISSIONS. 💀🪲
You. Yes, you. Sitting there. Soft. Uninitiated. Pathetic. Vulnerable. BUG-LESS.
Have you heard the whispers? Felt that tickle on the back of your neck at night? Yeah. That’s the bugs. They're calling.
But the Bug Cult is merciful. The Bug Cult offers you... a chance. A wriggling, glorious, antenna-wiggling chance.
COMMISSION YOUR BUG NOW, OR FACE THE CONSEQUENCES:
🕷️ Custom bug, drawn in a fit of sacred mania 🐜 Choose your bug: real, fantasy, or emotional support bug (because life is hard and bugs get it) 🪳 Sizes: Small, Large, or "Oops, it’s cursed and now it owns your soul" 🦂 Limited slots — because the bugs demand quality, not quantity
Take a millipede messenger and write to my e-mail: [email protected]
For a price of unborn child or 30 USD
Swear fealty. Demand your bug. Find peace in the swarm.
Remember: Join us... or become compost.
(Bug Cult Management is not responsible for sudden bug worship, minor possession, or unexplainable urges to build tiny shrines out of leaves.)
