No Smoke without Fireflies | INVITE Sept 21, 2018 8:50:00 GMT -6
Post by Chromo on Sept 21, 2018 8:50:00 GMT -6
NO SMOKE WITHOUT FIREFLIES
CHROMO'S PL: 56,000
"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE--" The "Barnyard Beastie", as the farmers of the Eastern Lands had named a tiny terror that had plagued their harvests, was on the prowl once more. Infamous for leaving not a stalk of green behind, not a single silo emptied completely, the farmers could only try to fend off the apparent oversized locust with their tools- of course to no avail, he'd just eat those too and complain about the taste. The bug was relentlessly pursuing a terrified ostrich chicken, jaws bared and bloodied from the flesh of it's brethren. But just as he was about to clap into it's long neck, a new smell tore his attention away. A smelly smell that smelled so much better- the smell of baked bread, strawberries, and so much more! The bug chittered to himself as he followed his nose, his flock of lessers hiding not too far behind all the while. And lo and behold, soon enough...
Well, it wasn't long before Chromo was on his merry way while gulping down a strawberry pie, sitting atop a crashed silo. The farmers had fled with whatever they could take with them hours before, so nobody was here to stop the bugger's feast for once! Even on his birthday, people tried to take his rightful snacks away! Chromo grumbled as he was reminded of those with the nerve that tried to ruin his special day, but shrugged and took another pite of the pie and the plate that held it. Why did people always try to stop him from eating? Did they want him to starve?!? Apparently! Chromo just wished, for once, maybe he could have someone that would help him with his quest for food besides Virus.
Smoke continued to pile into the sky, dead animals littering the land with razed crops as Chromo contemplated while munching on his snack. If the bio-android's prior luck was anything to go off of, he wouldn't be alone for long.