"Mommy, what show is this?"
-the voice of the latex skinned humanoid rings out in its watery metallic tone; the face resembling LH Harrison

" Pay no attention to that poison. Here, let's watch something more inspirational. "
-the mother's advice followed by a wave of her hand over the partially transparent display; her nose is long and crimson

A new scene appears. Evertrust is kicking out of a pin attempt by LH Harrison but they both have fish heads instead of their usual heads. Their mouths opening and closing widely as if gasping for life; eyes so large and round, absent of depth.

Raptor Jesus is approaching with much haste. His hands are in front of him with his claws extended as if cutting through the air before him. He calls forth an army of starving primates and instructs them that they shall feast on these two fish. When questioned about the low quantity of food, he reminds all in attendance that quality always overrides quantity in the hearts of the grotesquely x-treme. Mother and child watch with smiles as their lucidity grants them the wishful ingredient of everlasting nourishment; for each bite into a fish's head causes two more fish to appear. Each swallowing of a morsel of delectable goodness results in four more fish flopping out of the liquid skies above and falling into needy hands. Raptor Jesus looks on, arms crossed, a gigantic canyon of a smile across his entire head. His evercasting wisdom has him knowing he's done much more than feed their bellies on this strangely beautiful night.