A Troubling Tribble Time [ AKA: Kirk's Back ] [ action - open to all ]

[universal_charm]

[ Beware, residents. There is a new creature in your midst. 

It is round and fuzzy. It sits oh so innocently by the fountain, maybe oh so innocently begins to work its way across the square, following whatever senses it might have towards food. It is slow. It is patient. It shall have what it desires soon.

That is, if nothing interferes.

Because, frankly, there's not much it can do about it. The trials of being a tribble. ]

[ ooc: Kirk is back everyone, and he has been turned into a tribble! He is quite harmless, and if you pet/touch him he will begin to purr. But he is also hungry! So beware. Food left unattended is at high risk! ] 

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[13sugars]

[Luckily for the tribble, Abel is not exactly the most demanding of pet owners. He carries the puff ball back to his apartment and gently sets it on the couch, feeding it the last doughnut from the box]

Sorry little buddy, that's all the doughnuts there are.

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[universal_charm]

<sub>[ Well then, sir, good day!

Except not.

It sits there a moment on the couch, but with the lack of food being proffered in a timely manner, it began to wiggle its way towards the edge of the couch in search of, what else, food. ]</sub>

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[13sugars]

Hey! Don't do that, you don't have any legs!

[HOW DO. HOW WORK. Abel picks the tribble back up and sets it further back on the couch]

You can't possibly still be hungry, can you?

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[universal_charm]

<sub>[ It is a universal secret, Abel. The tribble is the great mystery of the universe. Well, not really, but it's rather close.

At being touched it purrs, though the sound stops when it is set down. And yes, Abel, it was still hungry. It was always hungry. Nothing could sate its hunger. Nothing.

In which case, as the couch was not directly edible, it began to shuffle its way back to the edge again. ]</sub>