02-10-2016, 05:38 PM
Looking at Eric's recently attained feast, Jams began to conjure up a meal of his own. Getting into a more comfortable yet focused position, his legs and arms crossed with his eyes pointed toward the space in front of his stomach, Jams proceeded to visualize a savory, spicy meal that is eaten with a fork. Delicious red meat sauce and thin noodles, a combination that could potentially get you slapped for asking an Italian restaurant into serving you a plate. Combined with a side of two bread slices topped with cheese, garlic and herbs, this meal was one that Jams would always adore. Oh yeah, he also quickly remembers to imagine a fork to go with it before his dinner-lunch-whatever is conjured up.
The rainbow orb settles, and Jams begins to dig into his plate of spaghetti. Before eating, he stirred the meaI semi-thoroughly to spread out the flavor and texture of the sauce, his fork sweeping through the spaghetti with slight resistane. As soon as he did, Jams began to eat as if someone was trying to take his food from him. Noodles appeared to disappear out of thin air as the boy in red inhaled his grub at mach speed. The only time he stopped consuming the pasta itself was to take two or three bites out of his garlic bread. By the time Eric could have noticed Jams made himself some food, he had already devoured about a third of his meal.
Despite this, Jams still found time amongst his consumption of starchy goodness to communicate. "So," Jams said, "you seem to be new here too, huh?" He proceeds to chow down on another bite of spaghetti, his mouth half full. "You know, I've been thinking about wandering over to those black things in the distance. If that gate that Jade and co. left through is any indicator, then I imagine the other black specks must be too. Perhaps we should investigate together? Two heads are better than one after all." Jams takes a bite out of his bread, then thinks again. "Well... unless you're a hydra. Then only having two heads would really suck in comparison."
The rainbow orb settles, and Jams begins to dig into his plate of spaghetti. Before eating, he stirred the meaI semi-thoroughly to spread out the flavor and texture of the sauce, his fork sweeping through the spaghetti with slight resistane. As soon as he did, Jams began to eat as if someone was trying to take his food from him. Noodles appeared to disappear out of thin air as the boy in red inhaled his grub at mach speed. The only time he stopped consuming the pasta itself was to take two or three bites out of his garlic bread. By the time Eric could have noticed Jams made himself some food, he had already devoured about a third of his meal.
Despite this, Jams still found time amongst his consumption of starchy goodness to communicate. "So," Jams said, "you seem to be new here too, huh?" He proceeds to chow down on another bite of spaghetti, his mouth half full. "You know, I've been thinking about wandering over to those black things in the distance. If that gate that Jade and co. left through is any indicator, then I imagine the other black specks must be too. Perhaps we should investigate together? Two heads are better than one after all." Jams takes a bite out of his bread, then thinks again. "Well... unless you're a hydra. Then only having two heads would really suck in comparison."
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