A marching demon? Pff. That's what you are? What, are you going to make humans form a parade to their deaths or something?
[Someone should come over and stop him, because his response to not getting the reaction he wants is to just try again...but for the life of him, he can't find anything bigger than an apple that wouldn't be disgusting to eat.
That is, until he spots a baguette. It's about as thick as an apple, but it's three times as long. It's not quite as big as an arm, but...he grabs it and holds it in his hand, his unflinching gaze saying 'tell me not to eat this, I dare you.' Or so he thinks. He's not a telepath.]
Like a snake, huh? I wonder why that is. You want any of this?
[He shakes the baguette. He's really going to. It will be like stuffing his mouth with a child's arm. Don't make him do it.]
this was not beautiful!!!
[Someone should come over and stop him, because his response to not getting the reaction he wants is to just try again...but for the life of him, he can't find anything bigger than an apple that wouldn't be disgusting to eat.
That is, until he spots a baguette. It's about as thick as an apple, but it's three times as long. It's not quite as big as an arm, but...he grabs it and holds it in his hand, his unflinching gaze saying 'tell me not to eat this, I dare you.' Or so he thinks. He's not a telepath.]
Like a snake, huh? I wonder why that is. You want any of this?
[He shakes the baguette. He's really going to. It will be like stuffing his mouth with a child's arm. Don't make him do it.]