Wonderland

[Dark Angel Warrior 167]

Sota: Noooooo it's not alive you eat it...

 

[FalseBlade]

"NOT ALIVE?!" He throws the sandwich down. "WHY EAT IT THEN?!" He seems outraged by the fact you eat something that wasn't alive.

 

[shycatgirl00]

"Goofy." she takes another bite of her sandwich.

 

[Dark Angel Warrior 167]

Sota: Because they're good and eating something alive is kinda...disturbing...

 

[shycatgirl00]

Indigo nods in agreement and shivers as she remembers when Sora swallowed the werewolf whole.

 

[FalseBlade]

"Forget it, I ate this morning." He crosses his arms.

 

[Dark Angel Warrior 167]

Sota: Try it before you judge it...

 

[FalseBlade]

"NEVER! I REFUSE TO EATING SOMETHING THAT ISN'T ALIVE!" He throws his arms out.

 

[shycatgirl00]

Indigo plops onto the couch and turns on some TV while Sota and Sora are debating over a sandwich.

 

[Dark Angel Warrior 167]

Sota: *gets annoyed* Just eat the damn sandwich!!!

 

[FalseBlade]

"I'LL EAT MY OWN SON BEFORE I EAT THAT ROTTEN SANDWICH!" He reptilian eyes never blink.

 

[Dark Angel Warrior 167]

Sota: *stares at him* EAT THE SANDWICH!!!!! *throws a sandwich at him*

 

[FalseBlade]

"NO!" His tail smacks it out of the air. He then slams his hand on the ground and another naga appears.
He looks similar to Sora but smaller. "Hello, father." He looks up at Sora with hopeful eyes.
Sora eats him. "I TOLD YOU!"

 

[shycatgirl00]

Indigo gasps. "Oh my Kami!!!!!"

 

[Dark Angel Warrior 167]

Sota: *horrified* WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?!?!

 

[FalseBlade]

He suddenly turn to Indigo, his hands like claws. "WHAT THE F*** YOU LOOKING AT?"

 

[Dark Angel Warrior 167]

Sota: *looks at him funny* Oh hell naw... don't be screaming at my girl or swear at my girl! ESPECIALLY WHEN I'M STANDING RIGHT HERE!!!!

 

[shycatgirl00]

Indigo narrows her eyes. "WHY DID YOU EAT YOUR KID?!?!" >_<

 

[Dark Angel Warrior 167]

Sota: *mutters something along the lines of 'cannibal' and 'baby eater'*

 

[FalseBlade]

He looks at Sota and rises up on his tail, stretching as far as the ceiling allowed him. His head just a foot under the ceiling. He opens his mouth, reviling many sharp, pointed teeth that easily tear through flesh. "And why is that?" His voice sounds raspy.