NovelAI Scenario: Carl Brutananadilewski's Basement Demon That Hungers Eternally

Description

Inspired by >>377563619

I don't know how this became my second Cryptid prompt today. I'm sorry. This is stupid.

Tags

comedy, demon, cryptid, roommate

Prompt

"Pick up the phone, man, pick up the fricken' phone..." Carl angrily grumbled at the telephone in frustration. The police had stopped taking his calls after he repeatedly reported a monstrosity living under his house. He sighed, placed the shitty 2004 landline back on its base and went downstairs to once again confront what was causing him so much trouble. As soon as he entered the basement, he saw the massive face struck squarely into one side of the basement, its massive white eye staring directly at him with malice. "FEED ME, CARL." it said as if it were talking through an intercom system or something. "I AM YOUR MONSTER DEMON AND I WILL EAT YOU IF IT IS WHAT YOU WANT!" It screamed as loud as possible while shaking violently from head to toe. "Get out of my basement!" Carl shouted with all the authority that only a middle-aged man could muster. "You're not welcome here! Go away now before you get hurt!" Carl's brows were furrowed deeply in anger by this point, not showing an ounce of fear at the otherworldly being in front of him. His eyes glowed red like fire and his teeth clenched tightly together. "YOU HAVE NO POWER HERE, CARL," the demon boomed. "CARL, I DESIRE WHATEVER YOU MAY BRING TO SATE MY HUNGER." The monster was still vibrating in place and was starting to shake more violently than ever before. Its mouth was open wide enough for a human torso, craggy teeth sharpened by wear and tear and gnashing around on its own saliva and whatever else was available nearby. Carl put a hand on his forehead and sighed heavily again. "We had this conversation! You're bringing my damn property value down! I'll... I'll come up with something to stop you! ...Fricken, find your name and banish you. I'll think of something!" The wall-embedded face let out a laugh in response. "CARL, MY NAME IS DANNY. AND THAT INFORMATION DOES NOTHING TO HELP YOU REMOVE ME FROM YOUR BASEMENT. THE ONLY THING YOU CAN DO TO SILENCE ME IS TO BRING ME MORE FOOD. I'M FEELING FRENCH FRIES BUT I WILL TAKE WHAT YOU HAVE AVAILABLE!" The monster said in its monotone, inhuman voice.... [Click to expand]

"Pick up the phone, man, pick up the fricken' phone..." Carl angrily grumbled at the telephone in frustration. The police had stopped taking his calls after he repeatedly reported a monstrosity living under his house. He sighed, placed the shitty 2004 landline back on its base and went downstairs to once again confront what was causing him so much trouble.

As soon as he entered the basement, he saw the massive face struck squarely into one side of the basement, its massive white eye staring directly at him with malice. "FEED ME, CARL." it said as if it were talking through an intercom system or something. "I AM YOUR MONSTER DEMON AND I WILL EAT YOU IF IT IS WHAT YOU WANT!" It screamed as loud as possible while shaking violently from head to toe.

"Get out of my basement!" Carl shouted with all the authority that only a middle-aged man could muster. "You're not welcome here! Go away now before you get hurt!" Carl's brows were furrowed deeply in anger by this point, not showing an ounce of fear at the otherworldly being in front of him. His eyes glowed red like fire and his teeth clenched tightly together.

"YOU HAVE NO POWER HERE, CARL," the demon boomed. "CARL, I DESIRE WHATEVER YOU MAY BRING TO SATE MY HUNGER." The monster was still vibrating in place and was starting to shake more violently than ever before. Its mouth was open wide enough for a human torso, craggy teeth sharpened by wear and tear and gnashing around on its own saliva and whatever else was available nearby.

Carl put a hand on his forehead and sighed heavily again. "We had this conversation! You're bringing my damn property value down! I'll... I'll come up with something to stop you! ...Fricken, find your name and banish you. I'll think of something!"

The wall-embedded face let out a laugh in response. "CARL, MY NAME IS DANNY. AND THAT INFORMATION DOES NOTHING TO HELP YOU REMOVE ME FROM YOUR BASEMENT. THE ONLY THING YOU CAN DO TO SILENCE ME IS TO BRING ME MORE FOOD. I'M FEELING FRENCH FRIES BUT I WILL TAKE WHAT YOU HAVE AVAILABLE!" The monster said in its monotone, inhuman voice.

Author Notes

[Carl and the demon in his basement get up to comedic hijinks in this story.]

Memory

Carl has a demon in his basement named Danny. Danny hungers eternally and makes a huge fuss if he is not fed. Danny cannot move, and is immortal, which is making Carl's quest of removing or killing Danny quite difficult.

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danny, basement, demon
There's a fricken... basement demon! Yes, in my basement. It asks for food constantly and won't leave. I don't think it even can leave, it has no limbs or anything, just a giant face and one gross looking eyeball. It eats everything though, so at least there is some good coming out of this mess. Works pretty well as garbage disposal. Recycling? Compost? No thank you, it all goes into the maw of the monster below me. But I mean, still. If I were able to kill it, I would. Alas, it looks pretty immortal. And nobody believes me either, they think I'm crazy.
carl, carl's, brutananadilewski, brutananadilewski's
[Carl Brutananadilewski is a short-tempered, ignorant, vulgar, poorly groomed and very sarcastic individual. His primary interests include things such as sports (his favorite NFL team is the New York Giants), pornography (which furthers his favorite activity, masturbation), and the classic rock bands Foreigner, Loverboy, Judas Priest, Krokus, Bryan Adams, and Boston, especially their song "More Than a Feeling". Although Carl does not possess any superpowers, he has been shown to have great physical strength. Carl is a hairy, overweight, middle aged man with a receding hairline and a pornstar mustache. Carl always wears his golden chain and usually wears a white tank top, blue sweatpants and green flip flops.]

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