(Hope you get some people. And I hope for the best. :3)<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Y'know, most girls would be rather worried that the guy they're with had started sprouting black freaking tendrils and put on a chainsword and skull mask. Luckily, I grew up in LA. Slice away Macduff, eat my muff, and cursed be he who doesn't slice enough. I think eighths would be around bite size for you."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Reizu gave a raspy laugh. "Nice rhyme. Mind if I borrow it sometime?" The wolfeasel's red eyes bright as he unleashed the yank chain to rev the saw up once more and with two hands, he brutally slashed at the torso halves. The meat almost flew from the tendrils' hands as it was split into fourths. "Oh and I think I prefer something smaller than eights." With a grunt of exertion, he swung once more at the fourths splitting them into eighths. "And for the coup de grace..." Reizu let the chainsaw thud and melt into his shadow as his right arm mutated into something gruesome. In a flash, it lashed out like a whip and split the meat into even smaller pieces. When it stopped, the black blur revealed itself to be a scalpal-like weapon with a whispy handle. All the pieces of meat were impaled upon it.<br/><br/>"Bon appetite, my companions." The wolfeasel took four pieces off the blade and flicked the rest into the air. In a rush, the other tentacles grew mouths and instantly attacked the chunks with voraciousness. Each tentacle looked satisfied with it's single red eye as it chewed the meat with gusto. The wolfeasel had walked near the head of Bab's and kneeled next to her. "Was that fun, worthy, or something more, your majesty?" As he spoke, the meat he had in his hand was eaten into a mouth on his palm. "And I'm sorry if it was too scary."