[Accidental Video]
[It's an ordinary day at the largest beach house by the shore. Another day, another Network device clicking on and recording without its owner's notice. This one does so upon being set down on the kitchen table. Chang Ang shuffles towards the shelves looking sleepy and every bit like he needs a good breakfast or he'll fall back asleep.]
...No soft carrot cake, no muffins, no pastries. Such a shame. [A mutter that tells the Network the old adviser is missing having Umi around for rather selfish reasons. He yawns and makes a turn for the large fridge.] Well! Let's see what we can do instead.
[Upon opening the door Chang Ang vanishes behind it, browsing around for a moment before a loud gasp escapes him. The adviser stumbles back -- fridge door still open -- clutching his face and yelling in painful aggravation.]
My eyes... MY EYES...! What in the name of the Fahren Empire-??
[Something a sickly saffron color leaps out of the fridge, emitting a strange bubbling noise. An instant later a golden cloud of dust blots out the image with a loud frizzle.]
[End Video]
[ ooc : The City is out to making Chang Ang's life merrier as of late, evidently.
notcephiro? Your resident geezer just got attacked by a mutant curry monster which is now on the loose. Watch out for the sudden vapors of spicy.
Brownie points to whoever manages to identify the culprit. 8| ]