Hungry, Hungry Cremelins (Open)

((What Wein is Humming))

"Baaa~ baba da bah baaaah bah bah...badadadaaaaa! da daaa..Dahhh!!"
Wrung the soft voice of the blue skinned demon, after discovering that song it wouldn't leak from her head, it was almost all she could think about. It was so thick in her mind that if she stood in complete silence it would be as if someone had actually been playing the song out in the open, loud enough for her to get distracted by. Her pet puppy waddled beside her, strangely she only took out of her many dogs for a walk, more or less because of the kind man that was nice enough to find a home suitable for her dozens upon dozens of dogs. She still couldn't keep herself away from them, she was indeed in love with canines. She looked to the beagle by her side, he didn't even need a leash as he trotted on his four legs beside the blue skinned devil.

"I'll take this moment to say little Javier number three, After tasting the delectable heavenliness of chocolates I can't help but feel bad for you and your many brothers and sisters unable to eat this so called chocolate, an allergic reaction? Well, no need to recap on my speculation."

She bent over and lifted her feet from the ground so that she would be floating and patted the dog on the head before standing straight again but continuing to fly forward.

"Getting to the point, I am going to help you get over this little allergic reaction of yours! I am not sure how exactly but maybe with a little sample I could mimic this chocolate and give you a piece, sounds good right?" Javier the third would respond with a high pitched bark which made the blue woman giggle a bit. Her attention was taken away from the dog and directed towards the place she had been seeking for a while now. Police men had been fleeing from the direction, it seemed something has happened.

"Oh pooh, me and my curious feline tendencies..." Javier lll would growl at that. "Oh don't take that the wrong way, I am still far from a cat, you know this!" She would say before taking her nosey self into the direction the men in uniform had been fleeing from. Her eyes would widen at what came across her eyes.

"By the devils horns, tell me it ain't so!" She would pick up her pace and find herself in front of the candy store a few meters from it but close enough. The place had been completely ravaged, whatever hit this place had shown no mercy, it didn't seem like there was anything edible left, or at least no chocolate of any sort.

"Tsk, and I went through all the trouble of buying you that 'My first chocolate bar' bib!...and now I feel like I have to return it..." She would rub her chin in disappointment then finding herself feeling an uncomfortable amount of power, with a tilt of the head upwards she would see...a titan? "Woah...how did I miss that?" She'd rub the back of her head before turning to little Javier, smacking her lips twice at him. "You run along home little Javier, and make sure you take off that shirt and don't get any drool on it." She would say to the dog and funnily enough he ran off to do what she said. She turned back to the building sized creature floating up to eye level with it, or at least attempted to. "Hello there, err I don't mean to bother you but...you wouldn't happen to have taken some chocolate from that store to go, have you? It's a long story..."

Swees stomped excitedly towards the McBao’s ignoring the scream of police sirens and the occasionally annoying peppering of bullets from the frightened constabulary. As he strolled over some high hedges into the McBao’s parking lot, he reached down and grappled the Order Here sign, lifting the speaker stand from the ground with a shower of sparks before grumbling a laugh into the receiver. “YEAH, I WANT NINE HUNDRED AND FIFTY THOUSAND LARGE FRIES, A MILLION BIG BAO BURGERS, AND A MILLION BUBBLE TEAS… TO GO!!!”

He kicked off the roof of the McBao’s with a howl of delight, utterly unaware that great powers were awaiting him there. A cotton candy-looking blue lady floated up next to his fiery yellow eye, and Swees belched loudly in excitement. “CHOCCCCOLLLLATE?!” He demanded, slapping his gargantuan gut, making a thunderclap. “I LIKE THE SOUND OF THAT! HEEEE!!!!!!”

Sucking in a great breath, the food in the kitchens began to fly up into the air, wrappers and trays and all, flowing onto his green tongue and into his reeking maw. Swees gave a guttural laugh, his obese shadow eclipsing the entire establishment.

“CHOCOLATE! CHOCOLATE! CHOCOLATE!” He chanted childishly, turning to level a finger at the policemen, who were still frantically firing and whose sirens were still wailing. “HEY, WOO-WOOS. GO FIND ME LOTS OF CHOCOLATE, OR ELSE… OR ELSE I'M GONNA GET REAL MAD!”

Suddenly, Swees’s hand would shoot out, seeking to snatch up the blue demon girl in a vise-like grasp. “ARE YOU MADE OF FOOD?” He demanded, his Hunger-addled mind fixated on one thing and one thing only. Those giant glowing lamps that were his massive eyes swept across the ruined McBao's floor menacing, crossing Etoru and Plato both. “ARE YOU TWO SHORTCAKES ON THE ONE ZENI MENU? A KURIMU’S GOTTA EAT TO STAY HEALTHY!”


Plato Etoru Wein

Now that Basil had sufficiently spent a good amount of time off of Earth to lay low from his big yacht heist, his recent arrival was of course pointedly marked by a spree of petty crimes. Firstly, he'd decided that he wanted to try out one of those fancy convertible human hover cars. The problem with that, however, was the fact he was too short to work the pedals. Solving a problem to solve another, he'd summoned the Mighty Mallet as an intimidation tool, showing off his golf drive to a line of stopped traffic by uplifting an ugly little hatchback vehicle and clapping as it spun in the air. Most other drivers freaked out and sped off, but one particularly uppity human (who happened to have the exact kind of car Basil wanted) stepped out of his driver's seat with a self defense pistol in one hand and a fancy cane in the other. The gun jumped in the human's hands as he fired, acting like the big hero. Quirking an eyebrow, Basil advanced slowly as the bullets bounced off of his frame. Ping! One bounced off the shoulder of his armor, bolting through a shop window and piercing a television. Pang! The next deflected upward, taking out the bulb of a street light. Just as the dummy began to back away, Basil pounced, taking him to the ground in a scrappy flurry of fists and feet. He then began jumping up and down on the man's chest, demanding his driving tool. ''Dr-driving tool!? What are you on about!?'' ''The stick, mook! Gimme yah drivin' stick!'' Prying it from his hands and standing on the driver's seat of the vehicle as he slammed the door shut, he'd note a recently acquired bag of something called Em-cee Bao's. Huh?

Stamping his trusty driving stick onto the gas pedal, he roared through a stoplight as the hand that was supposed to be on the wheel fished through the bag, pulling out a few massive wrapped burgers and some fries. In another plastic bag he found a magazine; ''Pasty Tasty Tell-All'', and a few plastic-wrapped pastry snacks. Swerving through traffic as he gave it a quick flip-through, the jist was that a lot of longtime fans were in an uproar about some seriously bogus flavors releasing, such as ''Strawberry Teriyaki Pork'' and ''Banana Vanilla Barbecue''. As it just so happened, the grocery bag contained some of these weirdly delicious sounding things. Snapping open the one labeled Strawberry Pork with his teeth, he'd spit the wrapper over the door and yank off a bite. Crunching it around, his eyes widened; fruit with seasoned meat flavor!? This stuff was great! Swerving around a corner as he munched away (and rolling some jerk over the hood), he adjusted the rear-view mirror and couldn't believe his eyes. How hadn't he noticed that before? A big green blimp of a monster had swelled up at what looked to be the remains of an Em-Cee Baos, and boy did he look hungry. Sounded like it, too, what with all the shouting. As the booming voice beat away at his ear drums, he decided to make a very quick and very illegal u-turn, heading back toward the big creature. Maybe if he fed it, he could ride it around like a battle tank! His very own city-stomping pet. Now that would be awesome.

Barreling through a parking lot and bailing out of the car in a slow float with all his food tucked under his arms (which caused the car to veer off and crash through a storefront), He'd make a slow but careful floating advance toward what he didn't perceive as a rational being under all that height, fat, and hunger. Quickly withdrawing a big burger, he'd unwrap a few Pasties and slap together a culinary abomination. Whistling sharply, he'd wave the Pasty Burger above his head as he continued to advance. ''Ay, fella! Open wide!'' Everybody knew the quickest way to make a new pet was to give it something to munch on. He'd never seen a Cremelin before, so hopefully for his sake Swees was too hunger-rattled to be insulted. If the massive creature looked his way, he'd squish the burger together to survive the flight as he hurled it like a frisbee toward the monster's gaping maw!

"That can't be right..." She said to herself. It seems the great being had somehow minsterpretted her speech, she had asked if he had any chocolate left, but he seemed to only care about consuming more, which she couldn't find possible after he had devoured an entire store of it, how hungry was this guy? He had even taken it upon himself to shout to the enforcers below that they too should bring him some chocolate before he got angry and if this was his nice side, she wanted to avoid whatever he would do as an angry berserker at any costs. He chanted chocolate chocolate chocolate like a spoiled child she tilted her head at the scene scratching the side of her head.

"Well then...er as I was saying...-"

What Wein thought would be an easy exchange of words obviously had shown that her good manners brung out the worst in a warrior to be.

Unable to even see the hand coming after her ironic as she had wondered how she was able to miss the big figure before found herself in the grasp of the giant hand that belonged to the cremelin. She felt this giant hand grasp around her body and squeeze her she had been some type of doll, although you could say to the cremlin she indeed was a doll. She cringed at the feeling of him grabbing her and then found herself looking up at his face helplessly. "Ahh!...ooh th-thats really right...ahhh..." She said as she tried to move around in the monsters iron grip. He asked if she were made of food to which she immediately responded to by shaking her head.

"No sir I am not, but if food is the problem I could help you...it's chocolate you wanted right?" There was some sort of trembling in her voice as she spoke as well as what sounded like an attempt to keep herself from sounding scared. She looked to see a single person who had seemed to challenge the ginat monster directly to his face, she let out a sigh of relief as if he was there to save her. "Ah...so someone's going to attempt to save me after all..." She said watching the little green man hand the face of the monster a bag of mcbao's.

(So i'm gonna ask if we prehaps want to put this thread in for gradeing since it has not been touched for nearly 2 months i know sweess is busy too so uh yah?)

(Weighted PL for me, pls!)