Gloo Original Majin Application

Name: Majin Gloo
Spawn: Space
Rank: Original Majin

Roleplay: Gloo wakes upon his asteroid, the very place he had been stranded for years.  The boredom was almost as bad as the extreme hunger.  How he craved for at least a bit of flesh to become one with, to feel whole again, even if only for a short while.   He'd tried to feast upon the asteroids before, but they were nothing but bland, tasteless, filthy rocks.

He had once tried to eat the nearby random fungi growing oddly to the side, though bad things happened when he did, causing him to keep his distance.  He'd scratch his head, remembering the last headache they gave him.  Then, it occured to him:  Why didn't he just eat his arm?  It had to be delicious, it was him after all! How had he not thought of it before?!  He rips his own arm off easily, chowing down on it bite after bite.

While the taste was decent, it didn't last long as his arm regrew into place, causing him to feel empty once more.  He sighed, but gritted his teeth.  Why was this fair? It isn't fair! WHY MUST HE STARVE?!  He yells loudly, out to the midst of space where nobody could hear him.  He would begin to stomp around, destroying tidbits of the meteor again in his fit of rage.

After a few minutes of Majin Madness, Gloo looks off to the distance - a distant, spherical object hovered just out of sight, only able to see it slightly rotating at this point.  It seemed green to him....something he had never seen before.  Does that mean....it must be an unknown flavor?!  Gloo bounces up, dancing in place.  This was the perfect chance to try something new! Perhaps green rock tastes far better than gray rock!  He'd quickly fly off, rushing towards the large growing green orb, his loud, gurgling empty stomach guiding him to feast.