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| KyojoKen | February 10 2009, 11:15 AM |
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A loud burp let loose, Wrath massaged his belly as he walked out of the park area in search of his friends -- the other sins. Setting off a mass mob in the park was quite filling, but only so. "There must be some other place where they serve more humans... a park is hardly filling. As he left the area, a fight broke out behind him. The couple from before began tossing pebbles at each other, howling foul profanities at each other and passerby's; even sending them into a rage filled volley of resentment and pure disgust. "Indeed... hardly a feast," he mumbled. His fellow sins were close by, but he could not present himself empty handed, now could he? The last time he met Gluttony without any food, he nearly lost an arm. "Learn from one's mistake, as I always say." So, he began his slow waltz over to the nearest confectionary store. His target: 30 pounds of chocolate based sweets. "Come on... who doesn't like chocolate?" he told himself, as he passed another couple who were making out on a bench nearby; tapping the male's head. Sure enough, when Wrath crossed the road, the couple began a rage filled argument about how much the male cared for the female; ending in a brutal battle of fists and heels. Wrath massaged his temples, trying to decide on which confectionary he should enter. The jam-packed "Earl's Chocolates" or weirdly French-oriented "Le Choco". Pressing a little harder with the base of his palms onto his temples, Wrath was torn between his own pleasures and exciting Gluttony's taste buds. Then, he remembered, "Gluttony will eat anything he sets his lips on... so I don't think he will mind the lack of 'awesomeness' in his chocolate... Like they say: it is the thought that counts, even though you're a sin." Hot, jammed and noisy was the situation at "Earl's Chocolates". A perfect breeding ground for a misunderstanding, and, eventually; a fight. Twenty people packed into one small, cramped spot, vying for the attention of the chubby man behind the counter named "Tweeny" Once in a while a person would try to force his gelatinous bosom through the crowd, only to be pushed back to the end of the large, overbearing crowd. A grinned rose from the depths of Wrath's lips. "Time to get to work," he told said, rubbing his hands together deviously. As he made the short journey from the side-walk all the way to the store, his eyes caught hold of a small boy crying his eyes out; begging for money or anything edible. This gave Wrath another idea. Walking over to the kid, he tapped his head, "Hey, kid, you wanna eat some chocolate? It's free." The kid looked up at Wrath, suddenly feeling a rush of anger entering his body, "No! My momma told me not! I said not! To talk to strangers! Or take any kind of supplements from them! Do you hear me, no!" Wrath smiled at the kid, turning his back toward him as he walked off, "The chocolate would have been pretty delicious if it were to delicately melt in your mouth, the sweet taste... Oh, you're mom said "no"..." Anger that coursed through his veins suddenly disappeared, only to be replaced by the overpowering feel of gluttony. Wrath felt a jerk on his pants, the tiny child holding on for dear life; weeping relentlessly, "Please, sir! Give me the chocolate... I haven't eaten for so long... I want to feel the melting and the sweetness and all those other things the other children feel when they eat chocolate. Please, sir." Wrath pat the boy's head lightly, before bending down to the boy's ear as he whispered something -- the boy coincidentally nodding. A long stick reached out from behind a rather plus-sized lady, poking her buttocks overly exposed buttocks repeatedly. She tried to swat it away with her extremely fat filled arms, but she could not reach. The stick then headed towards the old man in front of the fat lady, swiftly shoving itself into the middle of the buttocks region; the oldman letting out a moan. In anger, he turned around and looked at the lady, "What on god's earth are you doin', lady?" The lady did not understand what the man was talking about, but the presence of Wrath just a few feet away from her enraged her instantly, "I am standing here, you old fart. Are you both old and blind?" In a matter of seconds, fists began flying; 'accidents' occured, eventually, the whole store got into an epic battle of flying feet, quick fists and random sounds of broken bones and hernias. Even the cashier jumped into the fight, all thanks to a little provocation and Wrath's presence. A smile grew on Wrath's face, his left hand slowly pushing the kid through the intense crowd, himself following right behind; as they reached to the counter unscaved. As was the plan, the kid grabbed a couple of chocolate bars, while Wrath emptied the shelves of their chocolaty contents into his arms; happily walking out while waving "goodbye" to the two curious cleaners from "Le Choco" who had left the security of their shop to see what the big ruckus was all about. They were not spared by Wrath's enchanting spell of resentment. Still smiling wide, Wrath picked up his pace as he left the scene before the police could arrive. The best part was, no one would remember what had happened. "Time to meet up with the guys," he said, walking quickly to where the presence of his colleagues was most strong. |
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