And then, the two half-a-monsters got together in the Fiend Folio and had one badass little baby. The grell.
See, if you're not going to use your brain, you might as well fill it up the ol' ventricles with buoyant gases, so you can float around - because a brain on the ceiling is a lot more scary than one on the floor. Oh yeah, also, tentacles that paralyze - long ones, too, that can grab you - and take you up to the beak to close the deal.
|I think, therefore I maim.|
Once again - sometimes the Fiend Folio is better.