CREEPIES
In WULOUSTOWN, every late night, there will be a group of adult children who like to run around looking for someone to tell them a story. They said their name was Creepies.
They had thick, curly hair, held up high. Their mouths shriveled because they couldn't hear a good story. If your story doesn't satisfy her, she'll eat you up.
Bows are their second favorite thing.
01
Creepies
Intruders appear, WULOUSTOWN crisis
02
the bride
The first story appeals.
the love, the bride, the wedding...
03
barbies party
The second story, let's go to the Barbies party.
04
the demigod
The third story.
Origin, resolution, rectification...
05
Creepies caricature
Welcome to Creepies two-dimensional comic world
06
cherryboom
The fourth story.
Eat this cherry in one bite please...
07
LAMENT OF THE FORSAKEN DOLL
The fifth story.
Come on board with me. There'll be a needle and thread...