Notes:

Just slightly though.

That guy growing out of his knee is giving me the evils.

Artist's Description:

Too massive and oblong to keep balance on the course, easily knocked down into oblivion,
Too girthy and abstract to slink through the vents to undermine his next victim, easily dispatched as quickly as he arrived,
Too large and slow to evade the Imposter, a hobbling amble being merely a delay for the inevitable,
He is but an abomination of terrestrial and stellar magnitude, unfit for the basic scenarios presented to him.

Restrained by this cancerous limbo, the one thing he can adequately do
Is pray to the ovoid deities that forged this perverted bastardization of simplicity
For some form of respite,
Or at least a funny hat.