Post by Akimichi Chouji on Jan 28, 2012 2:36:57 GMT -6
A fearsome roar bellows from the deepest pit of Choji's stomach. “Calm down boy,” he says apathetically, “I'll find ya something to eat.” He opens the pantry door and all that greets him is empty shelves. , “What in the--” He turns to the refrigerator, hoping to find a lavish assortment of cakes, burgers, and other cholesterol filled goodies. The door creaks open and a flash of fluorescent light reveals nothing more than an empty, frigid void. Heartbroken, he sporadically tears through every cabinet and canister in the kitchen. He finds nothing and his stomach exclaims it's frustration in a ferocious cacophony. “Well buddy,” he says, placing his hand gingerly on his abdomen . “Looks like were goin' out to eat.”
As Choji walks down the street he notices a restaurant that he'd never seen before. He steps inside and his mind is instantaneously blown. It's as if he has stepped into the feasting halls of the elder gods. Tantalizing smells dance inside his nasal cavity. He sits on the most luxurious bar stool to ever grace his ass and a blissful bar maiden approaches. “Hey handsome,” her smile sparkles with the beauty of a thousand suns, “What it'll be?”
“Give me the best thing you got,” Choji says, trying to sound like a player. The gorgeous maiden places her finger on her voluptuous lips and giggles as she enters the kitchen. She returns, and places a bowl full of pure deliciosity in front of him. His hands tremble in pure joy as he brings a spoonful to his mouth. The first bite completely obliterates his taste buds with sheer awesomeness. It tastes like cotton candy made from the clouds of the heavens. “This is the most amazing thing I have ever eaten!” He exclaims with utter delight, “What is it?!”
“It's cat soup.” Choji freaks out in mid gulp, and a hair ball gets caught in his throat, blocking all passage of oxygen. He jumps up and down, gasping for air, hoping somebody would save him.
As Choji walks down the street he notices a restaurant that he'd never seen before. He steps inside and his mind is instantaneously blown. It's as if he has stepped into the feasting halls of the elder gods. Tantalizing smells dance inside his nasal cavity. He sits on the most luxurious bar stool to ever grace his ass and a blissful bar maiden approaches. “Hey handsome,” her smile sparkles with the beauty of a thousand suns, “What it'll be?”
“Give me the best thing you got,” Choji says, trying to sound like a player. The gorgeous maiden places her finger on her voluptuous lips and giggles as she enters the kitchen. She returns, and places a bowl full of pure deliciosity in front of him. His hands tremble in pure joy as he brings a spoonful to his mouth. The first bite completely obliterates his taste buds with sheer awesomeness. It tastes like cotton candy made from the clouds of the heavens. “This is the most amazing thing I have ever eaten!” He exclaims with utter delight, “What is it?!”
“It's cat soup.” Choji freaks out in mid gulp, and a hair ball gets caught in his throat, blocking all passage of oxygen. He jumps up and down, gasping for air, hoping somebody would save him.
