What's This? | Open May 18, 2018 7:11:21 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on May 18, 2018 7:11:21 GMT -6
Thread PL: 6,150 x4 = 24,600
(transformation always active)
Planet Earth! Day...whatever. Not a year and Mure had already found a mutual standpoint on the grounds within the culture of the planet. Mure of course was still like a newborn baby when it came to how things worked on planet earth- but all things considered things were going much better than when he first landed. Ever since he had gotten these new clothes, a T-shirt that read Oppai on the front in big letters with what the earth vender referred to as "sweatpants" for bottoms, earthlings found themselves far less intimidated by the presence of the horned space cyclops.
Today would be another experimental day, Mure would be exploring this so called...grocery store. Apparently earthlings used these buildings to supply themselves with nutrients. Normally, he could probably do this without getting an over abundance of attention from the immediate area- but the alien cyclops unintentionally made it very clear that he had no idea what he was getting himself involved in when he had decided to question the cashier. To the counter Mure brought a paper bag full of a few random items he picked out- although this was a grocery store he wanted to make sure everything he picked out was indeed edible- not to think that any of this planets narcotics would deliver any real harm to his body- but "better safe than sorry" another term he learned from the earthlings that originated from one known as "A wise man" Mure would have to meet this wise individual one day.
Anyway, during current events Mure had curiously gleamed his eye over the many items he had picked up- receiving an answer for every which thing he picked out. A small crowd of people were gathered around the section watching as the one eyed alien did his best to investigate every item. He'd reach his hand into the bag a bit of rustling before pulling out one of the items- a somewhat rounded white orb of some kind. "And this is...?" He'd hold up the item to the cashier.
"...An egg sir."
Mure would look to the item again. "An egg...and...it's edible?" He'd tilt his head before placing the egg back into the cartridge of eggs it had been paired with, then reaching in to dig another item out. Mure would then pull out another orb- this one red and with a stem on the top of it. "And what shall be called this?"
"Ah...that's an apple"
Mure would stare blankly at the cashier before looking to the item.
"An Apple" Mure would say along with his audience- as it was now pretty predictable that he would repeat whatever it is he learned of. Now with the eggs, the apples and all the other assortments that would be all he could fit in the paper bag before purchasing and leaving with the items. He'd move out of the store with his new found groceries coming along the sidewalk of the open area and taking a seat near a planted area with a little bush and a sewer hole right below his feet under the sidewalk. Once again he'd reach his hand into the bag- fetching the so called egg, more curious about it than any other item. "Is this really edible...? maybe they still don't trust me." Mure would say- hypothesizing that perhaps the earthlings really were trying to poison him- that was- before a pair of women would walk by him.
"Ugh- I don't have enough money to make ends meet AND go grocery shopping- figures guess I'm having struggle-eggs tonight."
One woman would say whilst the other waved a dismissive hand. "Oh- that's not so bad! Eggs are pretty yummy, I can spare you some instant ramen to go with your eggs if you'd like! just hard boil them!"
"Ew- no thanks, I am trying to stay away from instant ramen as much as I can- thank you"
Mure would unintentionally find himself listening in on the conversation- those two earth women knew about eggs! and it seemed like they were no stranger to eating them either- Mure wasn't sure if there was difference between eggs and what the woman referred to as "struggle-eggs" but he thought maybe it "egg" was an understandable prefix.
He'd look over the egg one last time. "I guess it's worth trying." He would say before opening his mouth and biting into the raw shell of the egg- not immediately spitting it back out he'd chew the raw shell and the raw yolk that was inside- of course a bit of it dripping out upon being bit into like an apple. Mure would furrowed his brow before swallowing. "...This is what passes as earthling cuisine? what an odd planet..."