Nothing Could Be Finer
You walk into the Sloppy Seconds Diner. It looks like at one point it was a pretty happenin' hot spot, with a huge lunch counter and dozens of tables for Spring Break Beachgoers to sit and have a ridiculously unhealthy meal.
But now the tables have turned...I mean, literally, the tables are all turned upside-down, and the chairs kicked around all willy-nilly. There are red stains on the walls and the floor, and the whole place smells like ketchup, and there are various other colors of stains that also smell like condiments.
You make your way behind the counter, and see a notepad with lunatic scribblings on it. It looks like the owner was working on a new menu when the diner-wrecking catastrophe hit. It reads:
"Beer-battered Potato-blasted Ranch Tots NO! It can be MORE EXTREME!
Bacon-crammed Cheese-stuffed Bacon Cheeseburger-burger C'mon, think BIGGER!
Guacamole-filled Shrimp-stuffed Bacon 'n' Egg Boats! Yes! Consult chefmage to BRING THIS CREATION TO LIFE! LIIIIIFE!!!
It looks like this diner was the site of magic seeking to bring about dishes so extreme, even the chefmage himself couldn't control their power. Food so outrageously over-the-top that it reverses the laws of gastrology and tries to eat you. You'd better watch your back in here.
Occurs on your first turn in Sloppy Seconds Diner.
Notes
- Does not take a turn.
