King Reynault Von Croak
"I'm with you, the first time I heard the story I asked how high the dude in front of me was, but you'll never... wait, do you hear that sound? OH NO HERE IT COMES!!
Nobody knows who was stupid enough to bring a living octopus to the well, and the culprit will never denounce themselves. Maybe an experimental cook, or an inmate bringing along their pet. But the real question, which some people still try to answer, is who the hell was crazy enough to fit it with bio-augmentations. Anyway, about the giant tentacled killing machine.
"It's named King, because its the uncontested king of the Well. Don't even try to take the crown. Reynault, not a fuckin' idea, Von because its somehow german and Croak because that's what you do if you meet him. There, does that clear things?"
"Thing is, it's always coming back with more augmentation than it had before. So either someone completely nuts is feeding it omnicarne, either it has learnt to do it by itself. Whatever's the most fucked up and worrying, pick your poison."
The King reigns supreme over the Well. It doesn't always murder everyone who crosses its path, but usually does so nobody tempts the octopus devil. From a small critter, it has grown to become an enormous monster that could probably eat an adult whole. Which it does frequently. Superhuman strength, wits and agility, even the most augmented inmates have trouble fleeing alive when it starts to rampage their turf.
Everyone in the prison has heard about it, and most have died at least once in its beak. It is worth mentioning that, for something larger than ten humans, it is surprisingly sneaky and may come out of a small vent. So, stay sharp and don't worry too much, there's nothing you can do if it comes for you. Except praise its majesty. You never know, it may work.
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