The Battle for the Sandwich

[NameIess]

The tomato tasted terrible. Which was proof that the sandwich Platypus had was, in fact, not the real sandwich. Someone had stolen it.

[Edema Rue she/her]

The soul of the snail returns…

[Immortal Platypus]

*doesn't regret a thing, doesn't let how bad it tasted show*

"See?"

[NameIess]

"Well then, eat the rest of it."

[Immortal Platypus]

Platypus eats the sandwich, knowing internally that Nameless had stolen the true sandwich. He prepared his anti-poison glands.

[NameIess]

Nameless raises an eyebrow. "That wasn't the real sandwich, was it?"

[Immortal Platypus]

"Unless it got stolen without me knowing, it was," he lied smoothly.

[NameIess]

"Let me tell you. That wasn't the real sandwich. I could tell."

[Immortal Platypus]

"How could you tell?"

[NameIess]

"I didn't want to eat it."

[Immortal Platypus]

"Of course you don't, you want to kill everyone to stop it from being eaten."

[NameIess]

"No. I still want to eat the sandwich. I simply know the truth."

[Immortal Platypus]

"Well darn. That means I need to go get the sandwich again. See ya!" I run off, laughing as i keep the sandwich.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

I politely trip you as you run past me, snatching the Sandwich from your hands as you fall. I lean down and gently pat you on the shoulder. "Deepest apologies." I then jump onto a pogo stick and escape.

[Immortal Platypus]

I stick my foot under your pogo stick and cry out in pain. You are concerned, and while you look to see if I'm ok, I take the sandwich back and stick it on my poisonous ankle barb.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

I gasp and start whacking you over the head with a pool noodle. "Give it back! Give it back! Give it back!"

[Immortal Platypus]

The pool noodle causes too much pain to my foot, cause that's how that works, and I fall over, the sandwich getting crushed in the process. "Fake," I mutter.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

I blink, then stomp my foot in anger. "Then where's the real one?!"

[Ookla de los Cuervos he/him]

i walk off giggling like a gremlin.

[Immortal Platypus]

"I don't know! If I knew, I would have it!" I carefully slip the sandwich back to my ankle barb as I sit up, under the pretense of grabbing my foot in pain.

[aetherbound he/him]

As you do this, you realize that your ankle barb has become sentient, it carries the sandwich to me while your clothes tie themselves to a convinient metal pole, I send @Thaidakar the Ghostblood the sandwich via oathgate.

[NameIess]

I sneak up behind Thaidakar and swing an axe at his head.

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

18 minutes ago, Aetherbound said:

As you do this, you realize that your ankle barb has become sentient, it carries the sandwich to me while your clothes tie themselves to a convinient metal pole, I send @Thaidakar the Ghostblood the sandwich via oathgate.

I take it and lock it into a safe made of aluminum and silver.

[NameIess]

I sneak away before Thaidakar notices the axe in his head.

[Immortal Platypus]

I grab the safe with the sandwich and sit inside it with the sandwich.