"Don't Step In The Eldritch Puke." [Greed]
The creature known as The Feaster From Afar took out most of the doorframe as it crashed its way out of the Gluttony Dining Hall, thundering after Sophia and Will and Harley, part of a porcine waiter's leg still hanging from its mouth.
Once it hit the yellow fog, its momentum carried it a bit further as it staggered before it fell with a loud thump into a patch of yellow grass. There was a series of unearthly gurgling sounds, of something shifting impossibly, even muffled crackling noises.
A moan.
Then the sound of protracted vomiting. Really, one being should not be capable of that much emesis, but it's possible it could be chalked up to pandimensional insides--which might be the reason for their evacuation in the first place. A human form is much smaller than the body he was wearing a few moments ago.
At any rate, there is now a steaming puddle of goo in the grass, killing most of it, and Hastur lies not far away, semiconscious and definitely the worse for wear. A gold frog hops onto his head, unregarded, before hopping off on its way again.
Once it hit the yellow fog, its momentum carried it a bit further as it staggered before it fell with a loud thump into a patch of yellow grass. There was a series of unearthly gurgling sounds, of something shifting impossibly, even muffled crackling noises.
A moan.
Then the sound of protracted vomiting. Really, one being should not be capable of that much emesis, but it's possible it could be chalked up to pandimensional insides--which might be the reason for their evacuation in the first place. A human form is much smaller than the body he was wearing a few moments ago.
At any rate, there is now a steaming puddle of goo in the grass, killing most of it, and Hastur lies not far away, semiconscious and definitely the worse for wear. A gold frog hops onto his head, unregarded, before hopping off on its way again.