Blakwil was perched on the back of a bench with pristine balance and footing. In his hand he held a bag of unopened chips(barbeque flavor), and one empty can of Faygo Orange. He eyed the people walking by, studying them with deep interest, waiting. His eyes rapidly darted about as he analyzed each passing individual as if they had some ultimate purpose that only he could see. He began to get restless as he jumped off the back and began an uneasy pacing from one end to the other as he studied the crowd of this area...just...waiting.
Not too far away, an anthro fox/shark hybrid sat against a garbage can. Her shark tail was wrapped around her legs, her toes being seen beneath it. She shivered and looked around with a whimper, hoping someone would give her something anything. Even just a blanket or coat.
(hope you realize what you got into. I think you will do well until Mimi gets here...))
Blakwil grinned. "A warm up, how lovely." He unhinged his jaw and shoved the can into his large orifice. His jaws snapped shut with the force of a car hood and began to grind and chew at the can. People made distance from this sudden freakish act. What freak eats a can?
A "Consumer" that is what. While Blakwil chews the aluminum nicely, let us explain a job of a "consumer". The consumers are ancient beings long thought extinct. They can live eternally with out substance. The reason? Their stomachs act in a different light than most normal creatures. Though a consumer is humanoid his body actually uses a form of magical alchemy to break down materials entering the body. After it breaks it down it reacts using a strange energy reforming the molecules into something entirely different. While this can be used for a good cause, those who did sadly all...vanished. During a great war consumers ate Admanite which creates a nuclear implosion that destroys a small area around them. While a consumer can in fact survive and reform from an explosion caused from this reaction, implosions actually will destroy their own molecules to nothing. Thus eating admanite is a last resort in times of war in order to help others. Any ways, after the items is reformed in the body, the consumer then regurgitates the new item with extreme force. Blakwil survives on chaos, and thus does not focus the energy and regurgitates random crap. Just to have a laugh...let's watch.
Blakwil swallowed hard and rubbed his stomach, directly at the naval. An odd growling sound began to emerge from the deepest and darkest depths of the odd man's bowels. The kind of rumble that often screamed "Dear God...I need a toilet." but for Blakwil it meant something else..."Almost ready." He felt his jaw unhinge and let his mouth pull open and with one powerful gag and cough. Out shot....
A flipping pony. A large orange pony now stood on the sidewalk. Neighing happily and tapping it's little hooves on the ground. Blakwil...did not like this. After a moment..he swallowed this pony whole...his stomach beginning the growl of WTF once again...
He directed his attention onto the hybrid homeless thing. His stomach bubbling, "Oh yeah...brew me a winner." he coughed and gagged and then take in a deep breath released a horrendous belch that echoed down the street and out of his throat he began to project out burst of freshly cooked, butter popcorn at the poor hybrid who made himself noticed. What more hell can this odd creature cause people?!?!
Blakwil grinned. "A warm up, how lovely." He unhinged his jaw and shoved the can into his large orifice. His jaws snapped shut with the force of a car hood and began to grind and chew at the can. People made distance from this sudden freakish act. What freak eats a can?
A "Consumer" that is what. While Blakwil chews the aluminum nicely, let us explain a job of a "consumer". The consumers are ancient beings long thought extinct. They can live eternally with out substance. The reason? Their stomachs act in a different light than most normal creatures. Though a consumer is humanoid his body actually uses a form of magical alchemy to break down materials entering the body. After it breaks it down it reacts using a strange energy reforming the molecules into something entirely different. While this can be used for a good cause, those who did sadly all...vanished. During a great war consumers ate Admanite which creates a nuclear implosion that destroys a small area around them. While a consumer can in fact survive and reform from an explosion caused from this reaction, implosions actually will destroy their own molecules to nothing. Thus eating admanite is a last resort in times of war in order to help others. Any ways, after the items is reformed in the body, the consumer then regurgitates the new item with extreme force. Blakwil survives on chaos, and thus does not focus the energy and regurgitates random crap. Just to have a laugh...let's watch.
Blakwil swallowed hard and rubbed his stomach, directly at the naval. An odd growling sound began to emerge from the deepest and darkest depths of the odd man's bowels. The kind of rumble that often screamed "Dear God...I need a toilet." but for Blakwil it meant something else..."Almost ready." He felt his jaw unhinge and let his mouth pull open and with one powerful gag and cough. Out shot....
A flipping pony. A large orange pony now stood on the sidewalk. Neighing happily and tapping it's little hooves on the ground. Blakwil...did not like this. After a moment..he swallowed this pony whole...his stomach beginning the growl of WTF once again...
He directed his attention onto the hybrid homeless thing. His stomach bubbling, "Oh yeah...brew me a winner." he coughed and gagged and then take in a deep breath released a horrendous belch that echoed down the street and out of his throat he began to project out burst of freshly cooked, butter popcorn at the poor hybrid who made himself noticed. What more hell can this odd creature cause people?!?!
It was alarming odd for Mimi to be out during the dead of the day, then again Mimi herself was pretty much the definition of the term, and that was fairly clear in the reactions of the people she passed as she skipped along the park pathway, pushing past people with little or no care as to whether or not she had to crudely shove them out of the way during the process.
She was used to drawing attention, and out in the light of day, it was even worse then usual. She didn't appear to care however, in fact, one could safely assume it had been intentional.
Tall and slender, her face perhaps not beautiful, but not unattractive either, she would have been easy to look at, if not for the rest of her. Her hair was a shock of several vibrant colours, twists, weaves, braids and beads were knotted into her long locks. It was tied back a mess of a ponytail, that was more like a jumble of crazy, then an actual hairdo.
She wore a yellow spandex body suit, which was thankfully covering her modestly, it had a repeated black pattern of a jolly roger on it, and she wore knee high black boots, that were steel toed, and falling apart, The left shoe lace was untied and trailing along behind her.
Her left arm was prosthetic, but it looked like a homemade set up, it's mechanics exposed, there was no attempt at making it appear normal. In fact, if one looked closely, they might notice green Christmas lights woven into it. Presumably she was carrying a battery pack somewhere, but it was hard to tell where.
She arrived just in time to watch the man burp up a pony. Her wild, manic eyes dancing as she watched with wonder and excitement. Even as she watched him ingest it again.
SHe squealed with joy and clapped her hands, then what came up was popcorn. She was enjoying the show apparently, evidently not at all put off by it's oddness.
She was used to drawing attention, and out in the light of day, it was even worse then usual. She didn't appear to care however, in fact, one could safely assume it had been intentional.
Tall and slender, her face perhaps not beautiful, but not unattractive either, she would have been easy to look at, if not for the rest of her. Her hair was a shock of several vibrant colours, twists, weaves, braids and beads were knotted into her long locks. It was tied back a mess of a ponytail, that was more like a jumble of crazy, then an actual hairdo.
She wore a yellow spandex body suit, which was thankfully covering her modestly, it had a repeated black pattern of a jolly roger on it, and she wore knee high black boots, that were steel toed, and falling apart, The left shoe lace was untied and trailing along behind her.
Her left arm was prosthetic, but it looked like a homemade set up, it's mechanics exposed, there was no attempt at making it appear normal. In fact, if one looked closely, they might notice green Christmas lights woven into it. Presumably she was carrying a battery pack somewhere, but it was hard to tell where.
She arrived just in time to watch the man burp up a pony. Her wild, manic eyes dancing as she watched with wonder and excitement. Even as she watched him ingest it again.
SHe squealed with joy and clapped her hands, then what came up was popcorn. She was enjoying the show apparently, evidently not at all put off by it's oddness.
Natalia let out a startled cry and lifted her fur-covered shark tail to protect her face from the incoming barage of popcorn. She whimpered, but didn't move, too scared that the weird man would hurt her if she did.
(This looks like it should be fun xD)
(This looks like it should be fun xD)
He bowed and picked up a piece of the small fluffy white delicacy..Oh this one kernal...such buttery goodness....such...potential...He madly devoured it and began stuffing his cheeks with the pieces off the ground...oh real food...
Now while he chews this into mush for 'digestion' let us now explore another reason that the consumers do not eat real foods. For starters....there is a lot of things in food. Salt alone is a lethal combination, and imagine all that is one single popcorn piece. What ungodly horrific hell they can do with all that...oh look he is done chewing..
Blakwil swallowed hard. A massive grin across his face, he began madly belching as he doubled over, "Oh yes...this will be GLORIOUS!!!" his voice rather annoying, what you would expect from that kid who breathes heavy behind you in a classroom or long line...just coming from him. My god the irritation. He dropped to his hands and knees and allowed the jaw to unhinge one more as he crawled back and was now regurgitating...
The complete collection of the Britannica Encyclopedia?!?! "Someone anyone...I implore you to please, if you will..." his eyes darted about to those now sick from the sight and the others to afraid to look away. Even a few fans. "Pick...a...volume..." his smile twisted to forms far from comforting, and rather impossible to accomplish with out being some made up creature from some sick mans head. Who would even think up someone like this anyways. No one was this sadistic. Blakwil pointed to the hybrid popcorn target and the loudly dressed walking rainbow, "Target...Rainbow..choooooosssssseeeee"
Now while he chews this into mush for 'digestion' let us now explore another reason that the consumers do not eat real foods. For starters....there is a lot of things in food. Salt alone is a lethal combination, and imagine all that is one single popcorn piece. What ungodly horrific hell they can do with all that...oh look he is done chewing..
Blakwil swallowed hard. A massive grin across his face, he began madly belching as he doubled over, "Oh yes...this will be GLORIOUS!!!" his voice rather annoying, what you would expect from that kid who breathes heavy behind you in a classroom or long line...just coming from him. My god the irritation. He dropped to his hands and knees and allowed the jaw to unhinge one more as he crawled back and was now regurgitating...
The complete collection of the Britannica Encyclopedia?!?! "Someone anyone...I implore you to please, if you will..." his eyes darted about to those now sick from the sight and the others to afraid to look away. Even a few fans. "Pick...a...volume..." his smile twisted to forms far from comforting, and rather impossible to accomplish with out being some made up creature from some sick mans head. Who would even think up someone like this anyways. No one was this sadistic. Blakwil pointed to the hybrid popcorn target and the loudly dressed walking rainbow, "Target...Rainbow..choooooosssssseeeee"
She let out a startled cry as he directed his words at her. She was shivering in fear now and trying to make herself as small as possible. Poor Natalia... She finally has food thrown at her, only to have I come out of someone else's mouth and then have it turned into encyclopedias. She would have gone, again out of fear that he would hurt her, but she was rooted to the spot.
Mimi watched, completely drawn in by the display, as the man devoured his popcorn, and puked up an entire set of matching books. Mimi didn't know what kind, it was likely she'd never sat down to read anything in her life.
She didn't have to be told twice, she darted forward and picked up a book with glee. "I choose this one!"
Her voice was light and airy, all at once joyful and pleasant, it was mismatched to the dangerous insanity looming in her eyes. The giggle that followed however, was appropriately manic, lasting just a little too long.
SHe hardly noticed the hybrid, in fact, didnt spare her even a glance for the moment, which was honestly pretty much for the best, meeting Mimi didn't always go well for everyone involved. Natalia went safely unnoticed for the moment.
She didn't have to be told twice, she darted forward and picked up a book with glee. "I choose this one!"
Her voice was light and airy, all at once joyful and pleasant, it was mismatched to the dangerous insanity looming in her eyes. The giggle that followed however, was appropriately manic, lasting just a little too long.
SHe hardly noticed the hybrid, in fact, didnt spare her even a glance for the moment, which was honestly pretty much for the best, meeting Mimi didn't always go well for everyone involved. Natalia went safely unnoticed for the moment.
The psychopathic, voracious consumer lifted the book and studied it carefully, "C-CH" He grinned wickedly and cast his gaze back onto the one attempting to hide. "You...pick a book...or I will devour...." he studied carefully " ....Your clothes...."
Not that she had a lot of clothes in the first place, in fact she was only wearing an oversized sweater, her panties and bra. Her shorts had long since become unwearable threads and so she wanted to keep her only belonging and that threat set Er feet moving. She scrambled up to grab a book then went back to the garbage can, terrified tears forming in her eyes.
Mimi noticed her this time, as she got up and shot forward to grab a book, her eyes terrified, Mimi was not concerned with the look, she saw it incredible often. It was sort of par for the course in her line of work. People were scared of her, and for a good reason. She was beyond unstable.
Still her attention was far more drawn to the exciting magic man, and his amazing powers of.... vomit. She was waiting to see if he'd do anything else enjoyable.
Still her attention was far more drawn to the exciting magic man, and his amazing powers of.... vomit. She was waiting to see if he'd do anything else enjoyable.
The mad, item devoring demon from below hell it (At least he should come from there...) lifted the book the little hybrid chose, "Z...huh.." he set the two books down. He set the chips on top of book 'Z' and then slammed the other book on that...a book sandwich with barbeque chip filling...wait...what the hell is this?
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Let's mention, while most Consumers were good honest folks, Blakwil is a little asshole. I mean, what the hell? How do these antics help anyone? Really? Blakwil? He is just eating a giant book and chip sandwich, who wants to read about chewing? Really? Ok well...
Blakwil's unhinged jaw rotated in forms far from natural. The sound of hardbound cover, paper, and chips ground in his over powered teeth. The sound of his mouth salivating over the items began to make a stomach churning sucking sound. The crushing off the back danced into this foul melody. And to add more to this gut-wretching lunch going terribly wrong, the crunch of the Barbeque Flaovored chips.
He swallowed and the deadly sounds of his stomach "brewing up a winner" began to shake windows. He opened his mouth allowing a noxious and gargantuan bealch into the air. One so potent it literly formed a green cloud into the air. He litterly barfed now, a bile of yellow first followed by...
A...oh...my...good....he...(clears throat) Our 'hero' Blakwil was projectile vomiting Midgets dressed as faries and...oh my god....confetti made...what the...seriously...confetti made from aluminum shards...and spray paint...
He hurled pile after pile of midgets...and...aluminum confetti...dear god.
(Vomit Idea Provided by Brother-in-law)
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Let's mention, while most Consumers were good honest folks, Blakwil is a little asshole. I mean, what the hell? How do these antics help anyone? Really? Blakwil? He is just eating a giant book and chip sandwich, who wants to read about chewing? Really? Ok well...
Blakwil's unhinged jaw rotated in forms far from natural. The sound of hardbound cover, paper, and chips ground in his over powered teeth. The sound of his mouth salivating over the items began to make a stomach churning sucking sound. The crushing off the back danced into this foul melody. And to add more to this gut-wretching lunch going terribly wrong, the crunch of the Barbeque Flaovored chips.
He swallowed and the deadly sounds of his stomach "brewing up a winner" began to shake windows. He opened his mouth allowing a noxious and gargantuan bealch into the air. One so potent it literly formed a green cloud into the air. He litterly barfed now, a bile of yellow first followed by...
A...oh...my...good....he...(clears throat) Our 'hero' Blakwil was projectile vomiting Midgets dressed as faries and...oh my god....confetti made...what the...seriously...confetti made from aluminum shards...and spray paint...
He hurled pile after pile of midgets...and...aluminum confetti...dear god.
(Vomit Idea Provided by Brother-in-law)
Natalia screamed as the shards of aluminum cut into her exposed legs and tail and she tried taking cover behind the trash can, tail curled tightly around her and her hands over her head. The poor teen's whole body quivered in fear and she let out little sobs as blood started pooling at her feet from all the tiny lacerations.
Mimi seemed unperturbed by the dangerous shards of aluminium confetti. SHe continued to watch the man spew midgets with fairy dresses, regardless as to whether or not she was being cut up, in fact, one might wonder if she'd noticed at all.
There was no outward reaction at all, but that same wide grin. No flinching, no reaction to the pain what so ever.
She noticed the teen's pain though, the girl had started to cry, and that was one of Mimi's favorite sounds. She turned to watch, drawn away even from the spectral in front of her, to spectate in the girl's misery.
There was no outward reaction at all, but that same wide grin. No flinching, no reaction to the pain what so ever.
She noticed the teen's pain though, the girl had started to cry, and that was one of Mimi's favorite sounds. She turned to watch, drawn away even from the spectral in front of her, to spectate in the girl's misery.
Blakwil finally finished with this spectacle and noticed now that not everyone found this as hilarious as he had. He watched as the newly formed lifeforms just wandered away, several injured in his debut began to surround this mad man. His eyes looked around rapidly as he lifted his finger up making most to stop in curiosity. Then he spoke, his voice different and now more...show like. "Ladies and Gentlemen if I can please I have your full undivided attention for one more event. This one to surely Daze and Amaze. Shake and Rattle. A show so amazing...it will rock this very street."
He waited til everyone stopped and turned and with that he grinned wickedly. He approached Mimi and studied her carefully, "Hmm.." He popped his fingers, "Would you trust a mad man?" He didn't wait for an answer as the popping of his jaw echoed, His mouth once more detached and stretched massively as he would leap up into the air and come down, now injesting the rainbow hair girl whole. While spectators would begin to murmur, to stunned to turn away, he worked his "magic."
While in his stomach Mimi would notice a small light that clung not to her flesh but only to the fabric she wore. It would be orderless, clean, no fluids at all. The odd lights would illuminate her body and then she would hear the sound that sounded like a rabid dog growling over a T-Bone. The lights faded and she saw the "light at the end of the tunnel" and....
He expelled and great hurl pushing out Mimi, now her entire attire had been changed. She now wore an elegant yellow dress, and matching heels even. Blakwil laughed with great amusement, "Oh how pretty...." he turned his eyes onto the small homeless hybrid. "You are next in line...step right up."
He waited til everyone stopped and turned and with that he grinned wickedly. He approached Mimi and studied her carefully, "Hmm.." He popped his fingers, "Would you trust a mad man?" He didn't wait for an answer as the popping of his jaw echoed, His mouth once more detached and stretched massively as he would leap up into the air and come down, now injesting the rainbow hair girl whole. While spectators would begin to murmur, to stunned to turn away, he worked his "magic."
While in his stomach Mimi would notice a small light that clung not to her flesh but only to the fabric she wore. It would be orderless, clean, no fluids at all. The odd lights would illuminate her body and then she would hear the sound that sounded like a rabid dog growling over a T-Bone. The lights faded and she saw the "light at the end of the tunnel" and....
He expelled and great hurl pushing out Mimi, now her entire attire had been changed. She now wore an elegant yellow dress, and matching heels even. Blakwil laughed with great amusement, "Oh how pretty...." he turned his eyes onto the small homeless hybrid. "You are next in line...step right up."
Natalia didn't look up from her hiding spot, praying that he wasn't speaking to her. She was getting a little bit woozy from the metallic smell of all the blood at her feet and she was shaking both with tears and dizziness. Her sandy brown fur was now stained crimson.
"w-why did you hurt me?" she asked, her words wavering with her stomach as she felt bile forming in her throat, "W-what did I d-do?" she asked and fell onto all fours with a groan and started to vomit up the little content of her stomach that she had and it became dry heaves.
"w-why did you hurt me?" she asked, her words wavering with her stomach as she felt bile forming in her throat, "W-what did I d-do?" she asked and fell onto all fours with a groan and started to vomit up the little content of her stomach that she had and it became dry heaves.
Mimi's attention was drawn back to the spectacle of a man, when he promised out loud, to wow the audience, which, at this point consisted basically of just herself, the crying under dressed teen, and a couple of wounded people that had just been passing by.
The man was addressing her, asking if she could trust a mad man. Well sure she could! He didn't give her time to answer, choosing instead to swallow her whole.
When she was spat back out her clothes had changed, and her shoes as well! SHe squealed. Certainly the dress wasn't a choice she would have made on her own, the heels not her usual fashion, but damned if this wan't the coolest thing EVER. "Oooh! Lookit Me!!!" She giggled manically.
The man was addressing her, asking if she could trust a mad man. Well sure she could! He didn't give her time to answer, choosing instead to swallow her whole.
When she was spat back out her clothes had changed, and her shoes as well! SHe squealed. Certainly the dress wasn't a choice she would have made on her own, the heels not her usual fashion, but damned if this wan't the coolest thing EVER. "Oooh! Lookit Me!!!" She giggled manically.
He groaned, "Oh god you mortal fools are so damn." he pounced and let his hellish maw rip open and quickly devoured the poor little homeless girl.
He belched a few times while she sat inside, she will of course experiance that of what Mimi went though, just more lights. His grin twisted and he reguritated the girl. Now sporting a full set of fresh clothes, clean fur, hair put up, and a sandwich containg ham, lettuce, and cheese. Oh joy.
Now of course, sirens began to rise into the distence. A grin formed once more, "Ladies and gentle man, we are approaching..the grand...finale."
He belched a few times while she sat inside, she will of course experiance that of what Mimi went though, just more lights. His grin twisted and he reguritated the girl. Now sporting a full set of fresh clothes, clean fur, hair put up, and a sandwich containg ham, lettuce, and cheese. Oh joy.
Now of course, sirens began to rise into the distence. A grin formed once more, "Ladies and gentle man, we are approaching..the grand...finale."
Natalia screamed and struggled for only a moment then immediately resigned to her supposed fate, having not seen the creature eat up Mimi and she expected to die in his stomach.
When she wound up getting spat out, she looked down at herself and wasn't sure whether to thank the man for all of this and hug him or to run as fast as she could. She decided to go down the middle and stood, backing away from him.
"Th-thank you," she said quietly and then took a bite out of the sandwhich.
When she wound up getting spat out, she looked down at herself and wasn't sure whether to thank the man for all of this and hug him or to run as fast as she could. She decided to go down the middle and stood, backing away from him.
"Th-thank you," she said quietly and then took a bite out of the sandwhich.
(just gonna pop in... hope no one minds)
Walking down the street, headphones in her ears, Alesana didn't notice much of what was around her. A push here, and shove there, but she didn't care. Her blonde hair drooped around her bent head,leaving her face in shadows.
She finally began to pay attention when the shoving began to lead her in one direction, instead of all over the place. She lifted her gaze, only to find a small wall of backs before her. Curiosity awakened, she slipped between the men and women around her. She found herself looking at a strange man, and two girls not far away. Her brows rose.
Suddenly, the man swallowed one of the girls, the one that wore an old, worn sweatshirt. Sana let out a gasp, her eyes widening to the size of saucers. How was this even possible!? Was she hallucinating or dreaming or what the heck was this!?
Just when she wanted to scream something, anything, the girl came right back out. She seemed safe and sound, and was nicely clothed, win a sandwich in her hands.
The blonde girl stared, the right corner of her lip lifted slightly in confusion. "What the hell?" she managed to say softly, a thoroughly weirded out and confused expression on her face. "Did I somehow have acid in my food or...?"
Walking down the street, headphones in her ears, Alesana didn't notice much of what was around her. A push here, and shove there, but she didn't care. Her blonde hair drooped around her bent head,leaving her face in shadows.
She finally began to pay attention when the shoving began to lead her in one direction, instead of all over the place. She lifted her gaze, only to find a small wall of backs before her. Curiosity awakened, she slipped between the men and women around her. She found herself looking at a strange man, and two girls not far away. Her brows rose.
Suddenly, the man swallowed one of the girls, the one that wore an old, worn sweatshirt. Sana let out a gasp, her eyes widening to the size of saucers. How was this even possible!? Was she hallucinating or dreaming or what the heck was this!?
Just when she wanted to scream something, anything, the girl came right back out. She seemed safe and sound, and was nicely clothed, win a sandwich in her hands.
The blonde girl stared, the right corner of her lip lifted slightly in confusion. "What the hell?" she managed to say softly, a thoroughly weirded out and confused expression on her face. "Did I somehow have acid in my food or...?"
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