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Karakonjul

It's past Christmas and past New Year but we do what we want! This Christmas cryptid is a cheeky, peeing, sexy centaur. We are ready!​
EX-CRYPTID
The Disco Demon (or Rave party devil) was a shapeshifting, Polish Cryptid that was whispered about in the 1980's and 1990's. Despite transitioning between human and demon at will, it can never hide it's hooves or sulphur smell properly. 

As the name suggests, it targets raves, asking people the time. If that person answered, they or someone at the rave would be murdered by the creature, before it disappeared into the night.

The cryptid today is a known hoax, spread in an attempt to scare people into not going to rave parties. It was a like a Boogie Boogie Man! Don't go to the rave, the Disco Demon will get ya!
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Credit The Gurch

More Info

This episode is our belated Christmas special, and as such we have a beautiful Balkan beasty to share with you all!
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Credit Cryptidz Wikia
WHAT IS IT
This humanoid is emaciated, hairy and nearly blind, with goat-like, hoofed legs, a large head, horns and a small bushy tail. ​To many, the Karakonjul looks like a demon, that has crawled, scratching and writhing from the depths of hell.

Generally, they are believed to be not neccessarily evil but rather just cheeky and a bit dumb. When depicted in art, the creature is usually depicted furiously urinating in glee.
They are said to shelter in dark, ivy covered caves, feasting on snails, frogs and worms. It only ventures into local villages when it is feeling a little… homicidal. 

FOLKLORE
In certain cultures (such as the Greek folkore), the Karakonjul is believed to come out for 12 days, during the Winter Solstice (or Yuletide as it was known in ye old times). That's right, Christmas!

So where are the creepy creatures during the rest of the year? According to written lore, They simply don’t exist...
Some alternatively believe that outside of Christmas time, they actually live in the center of the Earth. When there, they focus their energy on slicing down the World Tree to bring about the apocalypse (you know).

However, when Christmas eve dawns, they get distracted with the temping chaos of human bait and leave the tree. After those 12 dirty days, when they are banished back to the core of the Earth, they always find the World Tree has grown back to its original form and they start hacking again.
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Credit From Tiny Pennies
There are many ways that the Karakonjul attacks humans. It is said to climb high and wait until someone passes underneath (drop bear style) or it grabs people and holds them under blades of a water mill until they are chopped up or bludgeoned to death... 

Those that fear the wrath of the Karakonjul sometimes try to hide indoors. But that is not enough to fully evade this beast! Firstly, the creature will hide in the shadows outside your abode and call your name in the voice of a deceased loved one.

If that doesn’t get ya good, then they have a plan b. They will climb in through open windows, creep through unlocked doors, scale down chimneys, as well as swoop through keyholes and slide through any crack around your doors. Once inside, they basically act like a drunk frat boy, breaking furniture, eat all the food, drink all the booze and pee profusely everywhere. If they encounter people, they will stare with big red eyes and laugh hauntingly hysterically, as well as scratch and bite.

PROPOSED EXPLANATION
The legend of the Karakonjul is believed to come from both the winter festivals of Dionysus (who was the Greek Olympian god of, amongst other things, wine, pleasure, festivity, madness and wild frenzy).

People would don masks and costumes, and get royally sloshed. Then sexy antics would take place and on the malleable, intoxicated minds of those party goers, these humanoid, cheeky figures could have been seen as otherworldly demon monsters. Thus informing and evolving into the legend of the Karakonjul.


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Credit Greeker Than The Greeks

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