Even from across the room Wacko could tell that he was really getting on Kahmori's nerves. Another of his natural talents that he oh so enjoys, especially when his target has a particularly short fuse; unlike the host who kept his cool at having his facts thrown in his face.<br/><br/>Back on stage, Wacko is given his bounty; the lovely Arianna, practically on a silver platter as he reviews the methods of consumption offered to him; none seem fitting.<br/><br/>With a sly grin, his head creeps over to stare at Kahmori. "I'll take her by my own means..." he says as he struggles to wiggle the bracelet over his hand. It flies off, hitting the tiled floor with a faint 'tink' just behind him. Slowly, almost surreal in nature, he turns back to Arianna, whom seems strangely calm considering the situation.<br/>"They taste so much better when they're afraid..." His words aimed at Kahmori even though his back was to the host. Quickly he spins his top half to face the host with a wicked grin across his face, shark-like interlocking fangs replacing his once flawless smile. "Don't they?<img alt=":evil:" src="./images/smilies/evil.gif" title="Evil or Very Mad"/>"<br/><br/>Wacko turns his attention back towards is morsel, whom still seems quite unphased by the situation at hand. His smirk widens into a smile as the swirls in his glasses begin to spin, slow at first but picking up speed as he stares into Arianna's eyes, and into her mind. Faster spins his glasses as he bores deeper into her mind in search of her trigger. He finds it in her subconscious, a phobia she has repressed and no longer fears.<br/>"Bingo" Wacko growls and dredges this memory forwards, not only pulling it to the front of her mind, but making her relive every horrifying moment...<br/><br/>Back in reality Wacko's maw drips saliva as he feels the fear build within Arianna. As usual, it was working, and it was time.<br/><br/>Wacko lunges fowards, his mouth agape wider than most humans could make it as he quickly engulfs Arianna's head behind razor teeth. He hears cheers from the audience who expect him to gulp her down, instead Wacko thrashes his head to and fro, effectively cutting flesh  and bone, severing the neck. Arianna's decapitated body falls lifeless to the floor as Wacko wastes no time gulping down her head, making the tattletale budge glide down his throat. Wacko then sets his sights on the rest of the poor girl's body, first gulping the arms to he shoulders before biting clean though the shoulder joints like a saw through wood. A similar tactic is employed with her legs, with a sickening *crunch* as he bit through her hips to loosen her remaining limbs.<br/><br/>All that remains now is her torso, with which he makes quick work of with mouthfuls of flesh bone and organs when necessary.<br/><br/>Within ten minutes Arianna had disappeared within the abyss of Wacko's distilled stomach, be it in gory pieces but there none the less. Pulling a napkin from the stretched confides of his shirt, he wipes the blood from his face, and slips the once discarded braclet back onto his wrist, once again suspending his power...