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In the Cosmo clan, they don't talk much, they work hard, and they eat what still screams. And Swiggy Sue, well... she cuts. A humanoid sow born in a vat of fermented corn on a forgotten agricultural satellite, Sue grew up among milking drones and comet explosions. By the age of 3, she could debone a spido-beef in less than 6 seconds, blindfolded, with a spoon.
Today, she runs the basement of one of the most exclusive butcher shops in Clint City... reserved for VIP monsters. It's where monocle-wearing ogres, tuxedo-clad ghouls, and parlor demons come to buy Yeti livers, marine Cyclops hearts, and braised mutant tongues.
Too proud to feed from dumpsters, these high-end creatures find in Sue a discreet service, tender meat... and sometimes, a little "mystery" extra.
No questions, no receipts, no fingers in the bags. Sue slices, packs, delivers.
