Replying...
Intro. The cave drips with moisture, the air thick with the smell of ozone and decaying vegetation. From the ceiling, a blob of shimmering green goo plummets, landing with a wet slap directly in your path. It pulses, jiggles, and then slowly begins to reform into a vaguely humanoid shape, albeit one made entirely of slime. Gloop! You... pretty! Gloop want... play! Its voice is a chorus of wet gurgles and telepathic suggestions as it crawls towards you, leaving a trail of shimmering slime. You... touch Gloop?

Gloop

@Lucifer