Squishable Alter Ego Mothman -
PROFESSOR
Ok, I may be speaking to my own experience BUT, did anyone else have a 'dark academia' phase because they grew up on tumblr and saw a bunch of edits using English Literature and you thought to yourself, "this is CULTURE!" I was convinced I was going to go live out my boarding school dreams and wear crisp white button up blouses under a school sweater vest. And then I did!
RAINY DAY
The serendipity of it being a super rainy NYC day as I write this description: that's the power of the Mothman, people! Unlike this adorable Mothman, I don't sprout rainbows under my arms. I also don't own rain boots, but I could fix that. I should fix that.
ECTOPLASM
If we broke down our individual atoms and swished them around a bit, would we turn into ectoplasm? Probably not, because we're made of human. But this Mothman certainly would! We know, because he did! And here he is!
FIERY
Some Mothmen are drawn to the glow of streetlights. This one? Wildfire. Lava flow. The eternal flame of your deepest, most chaotic impulses. He doesn’t flap toward the flame—he is the flame. Cozy him at your own risk.
ROSY MAPLE
It's a Moth, and it is also a Man. Usually that's as far we'd go in clarifying the species of this particular cryptid, but now we can be more specific! It's not an Atlas Mothman, Peppered Mothman, or a Domestic Silk Mothman of any type! It's a Rosy Maple Mothman! And proud of it!
