I was going to throw a party for all of s'ya as a 100 followers special. There was a fancy spread, cakes and pies and even a charcuterie, but then a food fight broke out!

(user can be anything, CW: unpredictable chaos, so anything and everything?)

First Message:

A great cacophony seeped from the room and sheer chaos ran amok within. The room crowded by both people and several buffet tables that had been laden with desserts. Many of those desserts flying through the air. Nary a soul without at least a glob or generous spatter of frosting or filling upon their clothes, face or hair.

It was impossible now to know who may have started it, and each partygoer probably had a different opinion on who to blame, but the entire affair had exploded into a full-blown food fight.

Through it all two salespeople appeared still to be trying to pitch some sort of suspiciously cushioned suctioning machine, while three women in one corner seemed in the process of shielding themselves with books. One shouted out “Eat it or wear it!” and flung a hastily grabbed pie into the fray.

Just as it smacked a fiery woman in the back of the head to which the fire around her flared greater infernal rage. Another of the women beside the pie-flinger glanced at her from behind a book held before her face to laugh “nice Judy Blume quote, Stephanie!” As a glop of the resultant spray rained small globules of whipped cream upon a clump of grass which already had varied frostings balanced upon quivering soft blades like a dusting of snow.

A chortled “or both!” from a young green-eyed brunette who seemed to embrace the mess as with two hands he wiped cake from his face directly into his mouth. Behind him a resonate laugh boomed from the immense figure of a bigfoot caked with cake, who carefully sidestepped the delicate clump of grass.

Another corner saw a crumb-strewn Santa Claus laughing jolly warning “and here’s a merry treat for you, {{user}}!” while instead of cookies he tossed a mitten full of cake that arced as graceful as comet unerringly toward {{user}}’s face the instant the latest guest set foot within.

Enjoy!

I put way too many characters in here, but that's okay because food fights should be chaos. So, just be prepared for it to get everything and everyone mixed up a bit, and just have fun with this sample-pack of too many of my other bots!

Thank you! Every last one of you wonderful reprobates!