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My brain: "L'EGGO MY EGGO!"
Wiggle’s concert
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The early morning sun rose over the Shimmering spring sand. It's gorgeous ray’s slowly lit up Wiggles warm orange fur. With a yawn she sat up in her hammock and put on her pink star sunglasses and her boa that hung on its ropes. Her paws met with the sand below her as she stood.
Gramble slept peacefully on the ground in his sleeping bag. Razzbys and kweebles snuggled up to him but scurried away into a bush when they saw Wiggle, Gramble opened his eyes sleepily as they did.
“Good morning darling!” Wiggle purred as she picked up her banjo that leaned on her hammock post.
“Oh good mornin’ Wiggle…” the pink grumpus yawned. “Yer’ up early.”
“Well of course! I just know today is the day I make my new hit single!”
Gramble gave her a warm smile “Ooooo that’s amazing Wiggle! when you're done show me what you got!”
“When I’m done I won’t just show you, I’ll show the whole world!” And with that she walked off.
When she made her way to her spot overseeing the sandy shore. She sat down on her towel, plucking at her banjo’s strings. “All I have to do is find a rhythm first and the rest will come naturally…”
— — —
Wiggle aimlessly played her banjo. “Oh that’s not the right note…”
Twang
“Not that one..”
Pwing
“Oh come on…!”
With an angry huff she laid her banjo on the ground then sat on the ledge of her cliff, gazing upon the sandy shore and for a moment she let her mind wander. She remembered her last concert, adoring fans, flashing lights, and all the autographs she signed. It was all she could have ever asked for, but one thing was missing.
A concert worthy song, and “do the wiggle” was anything but that.
In the midst of her gazing she noticed Gramble walk across the shore with chocolate pods in his paws and kweebles following behind. He squirted some chocolate on the sand, his kweebles now swarmed around the puddle.
“Mornin’ Wiggle!” He called out to her. Her eyes met with her muse with two chocolate pods in his paws. “How’s your song goin’?”
“Worse than I hoped, darling.” She sighed as she took the pod handed to her. “I just can’t find the right rhythm! Nothing I play sounds right.”
“Hmm, maybe you need to change your instrument?” Gramble sat next to wiggle on the cliff, both watching the kweebles play with each other. “Trying something new could be just what you need.”
“But what would I use? All my instruments are in Snaxburg.” She said after squinting some chocolate syrup in her mouth
“Hmmm” Gramble said as he tapped a digit on his chin, thinking. “Oh! Watta bout’ this?” He said as he eyed the hanging instrument next to him.
“My triangle?”
“Yeah! Why not?” He picked up the triangle’s beater. “It might just do the trick.”
He gently tapped the hanging instrument with its beater.
TING
Its high note rang out across the beach and for a moment everything was silent.
“Mmhh, I don’t think the triangle is what I need. But thank you for-“ Wiggle stopped as her attention was drawn towards the water
Two Small tornados quickly appeared over the water. everything in its way twisted up into its wind, including a misfortunet crapple. Out the water emerged two waffle-like bugsnax. “Waffstackarak! Waffstackarak!” The two called
“Now what in grumps name is that?!” Wiggle yelled as the Waffstackaraks crawled their way to the shore
“Oooo I’m not sure, but they look feisty!” Gramble answered
The Waffstackaraks looked around as everything ran and hid except Gramble’s kweebles, who were too busy playing
“Waffstackarak!” The waffles cried as they began twirling their legs. A vortex appeared over their heads that began pulling in sand, seashells, and the kweebles.
“CHARWEE!!! JOEWEEE!!!!” Gramble cried as the two watched his beloved snax get pulled towards the tornado
“Gramble wait, no!” She called as Gramble ran to their aid. “You’ll get sucked up too!” Wiggle watched as her muse scooped up his two snax and tried to take them to safety, only to get himself caught in the tornado.
She had to do something and she’d have to do it fast. She snatched the triangle from its string and grabbed its beater. She stood on the rock’s ledge and held the instrument above her head
TING TING TING TING
And like that, everything stopped. The twisting legs of the Waffstackaraks stalled as they looked to where Wiggle stood. As the tornado disappeared Gramble fell to the ground, his kweebles running for the bushes
Wiggle paused for a moment, then tapped the triangle again. “Waffstackarak!” The waffles cried happily as they began to walk towards her.
“Ooohhh….” He moaned as he rubbed his head “Wiggle what are you doin’?”
“Uh I don’t know, but I have a plan!” She called, still taping the triangle. “Just go hide!” Wiggle started walking down from her spot and towards the Waffstackaraks. The two snax now cooed their names and swayed to the triangles beat as they followed Wiggle to the shore
“Follow me waffles, follow me! Follow me back to your home, to the sea from where you roam! Leave me and my muse alone, so go back to your ocean throne!” Wiggle sang desperately while ending her final line with her pointing towards the ocean
“Waffstackarak! Waffstackarak!” The snax cried happily as they began walking into the water. Wiggle watched as the two disappeared amongst the waves.
“Bravo, Wiggle! Bravo!” A voice called from behind a log, followed along with some clapping
Wiggle dropped her instrument and ran over to her muse “Gramble darling! Are you okay???”
“I’m okay. Ah, just a little sore… I’m sorry about bringin’ those snax here…”
“Oh it’s okay, darling! You were only trying to help.” She said as she pulled back Gramble’s strabby hat. “And I guess a different instrument was what I needed to make a new song.” She joked as she planted a kiss on his forehead.
“Even if it meant kinda risking ya’ life?”
Wiggle shrugged. “I’ve had worse concerts.”
AMONG DRIP WAFFSTACKARAK
One variant of Flapjackarak just wasn’t enough! Here we have a variant OF a variant in Among Drip Waffstackarak! I don’t think anyone can complain, Among Drip Waffles are such an iconic food that they absolutely deserve to be in the game. It would be like not having apples or pizza!
Among Drip Waffstackarak also has very unique behavior! You may see a group of harmless Bugsnax like Strabbies or Razzbies wandering around the shore, but all is not as it seems! One of them will be acting strangely... if you lay down a trap, this innocuous-looking snak will start attacking its fellows, trying to get them captured and out of the picture!
There is a way to expose the impostor, though! Unlike the others, this one will not actually react to chocolate. It prefers a different sus, that being ranch dressing! It can’t resist that stuff, and capturing it will expose it as an Among Drip Waffstackarak!
Also unique about Among Drip Waffstackarak is its Snakification, which is tailored to each specific Grumpus, retaining their fur color! Here, we see a fully snakified Cromdo in the foreground, with Snorpy and Filbo among him in the background. This is certainly a surprising and incredible reward for discovering such a sneaky Snak!
Hunting for the Among Drip Waffstackarak can certainly be a lot of fun! Just don’t let it distract you from your other tasks!
WAFFSTACKARAK WEDNESDAY
current obsession; bugsnax
WAFFSTACKARAK
Waffstackarak has one of the funniest names in town, I think! But none of it is really unwarranted. It’s a waffle stack arachnid! It makes perfect sense. “Waffstackarak” is a logical word to say, with this information. The specific arachnid it’s based on is the wheel spider, which rolls sideways down desert dunes, but here the spinning has been flipped 90 degrees...
They spin four of their sausages to create a wicked tornado, which will sweep up and knock out anything that gets caught in it, including you! Can anything stop their rampage of destruction? Anything? AnyONE?
Crapple can! Crapple always comes through for us. In a pretty good unintentional metaphor, Crapple’s curiosity is more powerful than Waffstackarak’s brute strength, and it can pick it up even when it’s doing its tornado attack! Just like with Pineantula, it will become dizzy when thrown onto Crapple’s lair. Thank you for your service, Crapple! Be sure to tip your local Crapple with some peanut butter!
Waffstackarak is unique among non-legendary Bugsnax in that it has to be Summoned, which is weird, but funny. After Wiggle has left Simmering Springs, she’ll leave behind a triangle (instrument), and that can be rung in the morning to signal that it is breakfast time, and Waffstackaraks will emerge from the ocean like Godzillas!
Lastly, I would like to show you the Wafflepillar, which is not in the final game... but was the first Bugsnak ever conceived, and what kickstarted the entire idea of bug/snack creatures! While its existence was known for a while thanks to interviews and such, a Young Horses Twitter post finally showed what it would have looked like, and we can really see how the design philosophies have shifted! Notably, the lack of eyes, and the more realistic insect legs as opposed to ones made from the snack itself!