Simmy's Parlor

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Simmy

    stare and despair,
    fan-boy
    /
  o

Eight legs, two venomous fangs, one attitude. 'nuff said.

Lachesis

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                      |~
    spider crawling  o
    on the wall... 
    /
  o
 (O)

Straight out of a failed marriage with a moth that left her for a new flame, she had the misfortune of falling into one lethal internet scam.

But Simmy seems to have found more than a lunch in her. Could this black fly dare to hope her luck has finally turned? Can a spider's predating be really the step before dating?

Red Ant Doctor

    And you call that
    an infection?
 ( ) / 
  o
 <O>
  M

Sworn by the Hyppocratic Oath to help and heal fellow insects. He has the friendliness of Quincey, the rapier wit of McCoy and the face of George Clooney.

Red Ant Nurse

     laugh last who holds
     the bedpan
 { } /  
  o
 (Y)
  M

Like the red ant doctor, but with a bigger bustline.

Beetle Bob

         /     HI    
 `o'[ ] <     MOM!   
 ( )-|   \           
  H

A bug of a few words.

Maria

      mouahaha
      /
    c'
  (\l
    `===
    | \

Who is this mysterious Maria, and what's the link between her and Simmy? Are they friends, or enemies? Will she help Simmy in her darkest hour, or be the cause of her doom?

Max


         Without forgetting myself, Max,
         part-time narrator and thirty-seven
         segments of pure centipede hunkiness, baby.
                                   \
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                                     /O>   <--- gratuitous Chip N Dale pose
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