>>12509634The tie was randomized.Quags eyed the chocolate cake with deep interest. After the unstoppable ruckus of first come, first serve, only one, just one piece of cake left behind that sneeze-proof glass.
Quags narrowed his eyes, shifting them left and right, looking for anyone that might dare to snatch his dessert from him.
After seeing no rivals, he went in for the kill.
..........Only to be cockblocked.
A bitchy Snubbull had quickly made her fat ass way to the buffet, and stopped right in front of the chocolate cake.
Quags found himself in second place, and was not looking to enjoy that.
Madame Von Snubbull snorted, taking a piece of chocolate cake and shoving it in her mouth, "Much apologies, you slimy ruffian, but ladies first, after all."
After emitting the most pompous of laughs, she strutted to her table, leaving Quags to just gawk at her in a mixture of anger, agony, and disappointment.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIzrWD9BArYMeanwhile, I was becoming acquainted with a Pancham that looked interesting enough to bug, he wasn't an adult yet, but looked too old to be your average youngster. He was a middle-man, chewing on a grilled bamboo stick at his own table.
Yes, grilled.
"So you're in what kind of business again?" I asked.
"Trading."
"Trading? Sounds interesting."
The panda chews on his bamboo, shrugging, "Maybe. It depends on what kinda customers you get, in fact, that's why on I'm this ship to begin with. Rich bloke traded me a ticket for an item I got in a trade with a slick dumpster diver."
A) "Any recent cursed supernatural artifacts you got in your inventory?"
B) "What did you give to the dumpster diver?"
C) "What did you give him for that ticket?"
D) "Any deus ex machinas you could trade for?"
