CURE-Land! Not so deserted (Open) Mar 18, 2019 18:55:47 GMT -6
Post by Ghoti (VACCINE) on Mar 18, 2019 18:55:47 GMT -6
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Ghoti has his scouter pin on his suit.
'How many months has it been since the howl of excited children flooded these streets? When was the last time succulent dishes tapdanced along these parched tastebuds? How long?! I cannot recall...'
CURE-Land, one of the final projects of the company, CURE, to try and mass market the populace to CURE's business. Once, full of life and screams of joy, this oasis in the desert had emptied quickly. Despite the turn out, profits of its first year were so low that many of those backing the project collected what they could before basically evacuating the failing project... All but one person, the dreamer and former Executive of CURE's sales division, Mister Ghoti.
The dapper, goofy, and intelligent fish headed businessman had bit off more than he could swallow this time. Although CURE itself survived the fallout, Ghoti'd been demoted and forcibly made to continue running this establishment, in that he wanted to make his idea work and was literally forking the money over to make it happen. However, without enough personal revenue being made, he was basically calling for repairs and management to a practically dead in the water establishment. If he let it die, then he'd be able to restart, but he knew this was a good idea.
Ghoti had taken his time to passing through the rides, having chosen to live there in order to keep this place afloat. There were enormous slides, waterparks, slingshots, roller coasters, mini games physical and digital, food places now closed, and even vending machines that had suspicious holes in them, like a animal or bug pried open a hole in many of these machines to get at the sugary, carbonated drinks insde!
The Fish man had wondered where everyone was in the midst of all the news his scouter pin kept informing him about. Blackened Skies, Arcose being opened up to the outside universe and attacked by the Saiyan Kingdom, Muscle headed tournaments not far from his CURE-Land! Ghoti had begun to feel something he'd not felt in a while: Resentment and Anguish. Envy and furiously relentless helplessness!
'When I get my hands on those monsters that my CURE-Land floating helplessly in the water I am going to... Strip their flesh off of their bones, as I take all of they own, and eat in their still living eyes..! Then, I am going to bring it back to good health! Good health, yes..!'
In this period practically alone, something had triggered in Ghoti. A hu,ger he'd not felt before, but had always been questioned about by the CEO, Tanga. The very same kind of hunger that drove her Virus and Chromo! He, however, had been fighting it back. He was not the monster they were. No, he was the Vaccine to them! The one that converted, them. This ravenous madness had begun to plague him in the recent few months.
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