IAlwaysHatedIt the Distorticai

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IAlwaysHatedIt
100% Happy
Owner
daisycat
Stolen
22 Aug 2022
Hatched
20 Apr 2023
Immortal
3 Mar 2023
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Essence of Litsdnats
Stage Frozen
Chocolate.
ɪ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ
ғɪʀsᴛ ɪɴᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ.

𝒮𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉, 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒.
I ALWAYS HATED IT!!!! 🍫

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Check out crinkly ol' mom's item collection!

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SpongeBob: We'll work as a team. Let me get this customer warmed up, and then you come in for the kill!
Patrick: The kill!
[SpongeBob rings the doorbell. Mary answers.]
Mary: Yes?
SpongeBob: Hello, young lady. [winks at Patrick, who chuckles] We're selling chocolate. Is your mother home?
Mary: Mom!
Mom: What, what, what's all that yelling?
[SpongeBob and Patrick have stunned looks on their faces.]
Mom: You just can't wait for me to die, can you?
Mary: They're selling chocolate.
Mom: Chocolate?
Mary: Yeah!
Mom: What, what are they selling?
Mary: Chocolates!
Mom: What?
Mary: Chocolates!
Mom: I can't hear you!
Mary: They're selling chocolates!
Mom: They're selling chocolate?
Mary: Yeah!
[Cut to a close-up of the mom smiling.]
Mom: Chocolate. I remember when they first invented chocolate. Sweet, sweet chocolate...
[Cut back to Mary and her mom.]
Mom: I always HATED IT!
[SpongeBob is sweating.]
SpongeBob: Oh, but this chocolate's not for eating. It's for...
Patrick: You rub it on your skin and it makes you live forever.
[Mary is worried.]
Mary: No! No, no, no-!!
Mom: Live forever, you say? I'll take one. Come on, you lazy Mary! Start rubbing me with that chocolate!
[Mary gives SpongeBob a dollar.]
Mary: I hate you.

About Distorticai Eggs

Originally mistaken for sickly Storticai when discovered near the Mysterious Asteroid’s crash site, collaborative studies on these eggs via the research institutions of Ark City and Faela City quickly debunked this speculation.

About the Distorticai Creature

Distorticai are enigmatic creatures with a genetic profile that is nearly identical to that of Storticai. Alterations to this code from an unknown, or undisclosed, source has birthed a meek species whose lackluster physical prowess is compensated by immense psychic ability.

Origin of the Distorticai

The low, droning hum of assorted laboratory equipment buzzed throughout the cramped workspace. Slumped forward at a paper-cluttered desk was an exhausted figure whose weary eyes rested on an arrangement of glass chambers lined against the far side of the room. Suspended within the bubbling viridescent liquid of each chamber were alienlike humanoids in various stages of development that ranged from embryonic to adulthood.

It could not have been predicted in earnest that the Mysterious Asteroid’s fateful arrival to Ark many years ago would be the catalyst for ushering in an era of technological revolution. The visiting Ajani Storticai, after claiming responsibility for the wayward meteorite, exchanged groundbreaking discoveries with Arkians to resounding scientific progress. It stands to reason that these advancements would soon lead to an ethical fork in the road.

A breached upstairs entrance, booming voices, and a rush of heavy footsteps that rattled the overhead lighting would cease this underground operation effective immediately.