My son really digs his Plasma Kreaps. And since we recently added those cheapo rubber/plastic Erol Otus -ish figs to our arsenal of cool crap to dork around with, he frequently creates some pretty fun scenes with them.
The other day he got all into tidying them up and packing them back into their original plasma, then stuffing that into their crate/egg, and finally stacking up the crates. I'm not sure where he gets this rare "must...clean...up" notion from, but when he does, he runs with it.
At any rate, it kinda seemed like he was done playing with them, and was on to something else, when I made a trip from the den/office to the kitchen for a beverage. He saw me coming and exclaimed,
"Daddy! Watch out for the crazy guys! They're all killin' the skeleton! Look!!!"
Now, although I did feel a slight urge to explain that the skeleton wasn't truly alive to begin with, but the time just didn't seem right to go into a whole dissertation on what it meant to be "undead." There's also that lesson on using bludgeoning weapons...then again, that depends on which edition you're playing...so I let that one slide too.
Anyway, I stopped in my tracks and stared open-jawed at the hideous sight of all four of these monstrosities muching away at our poor old boney friend.
Tonight's meal features...
and a slice of Coconut Cream Thigh:
So, anyone for seconds?