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| RockmanG | February 6 2009, 11:52 AM |
Boardman of Advanced Thinkers
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So...hungry... The plump little man waddled down the sidewalk, looking sadly at his over-large stomach. It gurgled again, and he felt his digestive juices sloshing. He hadn't eaten in almost ten minutes. Even being the embodiment of a sin was no reason to make him suffer like this. He eyed a drunk lying on the street outside of one of the casinos, hoping he might have something, anything, even just a little crumb. But as he approached, the man snarled at him, then viciously tore into his own leather jacket with his teeth. In a minute, there'd be nothing left... Saddened, he moved on...or tried to, but couldn't pull himself away from the thought of eating something. Whipping around, he charged with a speed that seemed impossible for someone that big, bowling over the drunk and tearing into the last scraps of leather. It was bland, but he enjoyed every bit of it immensely. The drunk roared, then charged off down the street, apparently set on finding a replacement snack. Sated somewhat, the one known as Gluttony finally noticed a heavy feeling coming from one of the alleys. A huge grin spread over his face, and he plodded toward his fellow sins, hoping they might have some tidbits for him. It happened sometimes. And he could already begin to feel the hunger clawing at his gut again. Please let them have food... |
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| Sins' Vacation · Fictional | |
 10:57 PM Nov 27
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