Marionehog
#3341
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The Toymaker is dust, but the strings still pull. He hangs in the rot, his cracked wooden jaw clicking against the iron nails driven through his throat. He no longer needs a master. At night, the scratching starts - the sound of button eyes rolling in their sockets, searching for warm flesh to replace his splintered rags.
If you hear the wood creak behind you, don't turn around. He isn't looking for a friend; he’s looking for fresh skin to stitch over his hollow chest.
The HashHogs have awoken!
From adorable to terrifying - this diverse collection features a spiky companion for every vibe. They’ve crawled straight out of their digital slumber and are ready to burrow deep into your Hbar wallet.
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1,000

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🤑.hbar
Floor31 HBARSnapshot age unavailable
Rarity rank#38of 3,254
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The Toymaker is dust, but the strings still pull. He hangs in the rot, his cracked wooden jaw clicking against the iron nails driven through his throat. He no longer needs a master. At night, the scratching starts - the sound of button eyes rolling in their sockets, searching for warm flesh to replace his splintered rags.
If you hear the wood creak behind you, don't turn around. He isn't looking for a friend; he’s looking for fresh skin to stitch over his hollow chest.
The HashHogs have awoken!
From adorable to terrifying - this diverse collection features a spiky companion for every vibe. They’ve crawled straight out of their digital slumber and are ready to burrow deep into your Hbar wallet.

