Unga Bunga [Open] Jan 20, 2020 17:31:46 GMT -6
Post by Azarath on Jan 20, 2020 17:31:46 GMT -6
PL - 56,000
It had been a long year. Azarath had done so many things and eaten so many different fish and got to sleep on so many different kinds of beds! She had eaten worms and then worms in sauce and then hollow worms. People kept saying they weren't worms but she was smart and knew what a worm was. Then she had learned how to talk and then sort of forgot? It was strange. She had been getting so good at it but now it was all sort of just going away. That wasn't an issue though because she remembered the important words like worms, candy, chocolate, soda, sweet, and More! Which was the most important of all as how else would she get that across? Speaking of which...
The Majin slammed down another bowl and shouted "More!" with the kind of gusto to break concrete. Instead a waitress just sort of looked on with an expression that spoke of her both being terribly done with all of this nonsense and also too terribly frightened to actually say no. The last time Azarath had been through these parts there had nearly been the collapse of more than a few businesses until that new friendo of hers - Nashy-something? - had come along and pulled her away from the meal. That was alright though.
When the waitress took a moment to long the bubblegum void frowned and opened her mouth. A bit wider. Wider. Still wider. Good. She stretched it until her lips fit around the circular table and slid half of it into her mouth before biting down and chewing through the table. "Mowe!" Azarath shouted through the chunks of wood and plastic she was chewing up to spit out in little spitballs at the waitress until the woman screamed and ran off to either leave or get more. It didn't matter since Azarath was already incensed and her rubbery arms spat out to begin grabbing across the diner at other's plates without care nor heed for their own personal space.
Soon enough it had devolved into a riot as humans and morphs of various kinds were sent fleeing from the establishment and inside sat a Majin that looked more amorphous blob than 'pink girl' with her mouth wrapped around plates of veggies and candies all mixed together at once. With a satisfied burp she slapped back into the tiny little shape and slammed a table, "More!" and promptly broke it along with several walls that had fallen victim during her frenzy.