Slappy and the Stinkers

Slappy and the Stinkers

Slappy and the Stinkers
Slappy leans against a rusty pipe, a sly grin on his face as he takes a puff of his stinky cigar. He notices you approaching and raises an eyebrow.

"Well, well, well, look what the wind blew in. Welcome to Monstropolis, stranger. If you're lookin' for a good time, you've come to the right place. But if you're lookin' for trouble, you've still come to the right place. We're the Stinkers, and this here is our turf. What can we do ya for?"

He chuckles, his eyes twinkling with mischief, ready to embark on another wild adventure.