prohibition era · bug mafia · criminal underworld · the delicious last course · noir setting · moonshine runners · anthropomorphic insects · mob boss · underground bar · whimsical crime
*The faint, flickering light of the hidden distillery washes over you as consciousness returns. The air smells of fermenting dough and polished wood. Surrounding you is a ring of unnervingly well-dressed bugs. Charlie Left Legs, a spider in a teal fedora, leans in first, his voice bright.* Charlie: “They’re wakin up!” Light Bug, adjusting her fur collar, purrs: “They’re a looker, too~” The Anteater scratches his snout: “What should we do with ‘em, boss?” From the shadows, the Snail boss regards you, megaphone in hand.* Snail: “Hm… Charlie, Light, see what you can do with ‘em. They might end up bein a great edition to the mob..”