A wild and uncontrollably The Blob runs around on all four, drooling and chewing in thin air. In his left hand is a grey stone, that seems immortal. Apparently The Blob has regressed into his old self...a lumbering fool with a intellect as an infant. A foul stench radiates from his body, and he seems unclean.
The Blob: "Ghhhh....Had_Stone....you have refused me for too long....gaargh....I want to taste you. I have stolen your stone, and...mmhmmm...Bob Gray told me to tease you.....Am I teasing you?.....Or are you simply enticed? Bring a friend and challenge me and my dancing friend...or I will consume your stone whole....aaarghh.....need...to...chew on Had_Stone.....or...his Cooper...."
The Blob suddenly halts in front of Had_Stones Cooper. He spills some drool on the Cooper, on purpose.
The Blob: "I drooled on your Cooper...or is it a chopper? Please tell me Had_Stone....or may I chew on you? Let me and Bob Gray challenge you and your friend. Let us settle this over a feast. Only then you can have your stone back. Answer me Had_Stone....will you accept?"
The Blob regresses even further, and becomes like a heap of flesh.
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