“Mine, not yours”

Films: Heebie Jeebies (2013)

Alias: None

Type: Mystical

Location: Underground/Civilized Area

Height/Weight: Twice that of an average human.

Affiliation: Evil

Summary: The mining business was, and still is, a wildly dangerous and rather unnecessary cause. It held water back then, but now, it's just as dated as the people who would think sending people to potential underground doom was a good idea. Well now, something is coming back to bite greedy folk in the arse.

History: Long ago in 19th century Golderton, USA, a rather unsafe mine was opened, only for it to collapse, killing five people. The prospector tried to hide it, but the wife of one of the dead miners put a curse on the place, so that all five would rise from the dead as Fuchou, a demon of avarice and revenge. Sure enough, the descendent of the idiotic mine owner opened it up again, and unleashed the monster unknowingly. Now, anyone who dares get in Fuchou's way ends up either a soulless husk or a golden corpse.

Notable Kills: Vomits molten gold onto some people.

Final Fate: After a major murder spree, Fuchou is killed when it's set on fire, and blown up alongside the mine, sealing it again.

Powers/Abilities: Can suck out souls, and create molten gold from its exposed core.

Weakness: Heavy artillery.

Scariness Factor: 3.5-Had it not been for the Z-grade CGI, this would have been one of the scariest low-budget monsters around. Just look at it! It's a screaming burnt amalgamation of restless corpses with a large toothy gaping hole for a chest! And what's more messed up is how it kills. Molten gold, anyone?

Trivia: -The name Fuchou roughly translated in Chinese to "revenge".

-One spirit related to mines is the Eurasian Shubin. While it is often depicted as a benevolent ghost warning people of incoming mine accidents, some see it as an evil spirit that causes accidents and/or was a cruel slave driver in life. But none two interpretations are ever the same.

Image Gallery

Time to sitch some mouths, then.
Scrooge McDuck's mutant son.

I'm starting to think giant monsters (in width) shouldn't cross the street.