Seymour - "Getting eaten"

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The other two chefs watched and cringed as the customer took the burgers away.
What they didn't see was the small head of a Royal Ambassador stick his head out
between a burger and partially melted cheese and call for help.
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<OOC – Seeing as nobody had rescued Seymour, I have no choice but to have him
eaten>
Who: Seymour
Where: In a burger
When: After being squashed between two buns
Seymour wriggled his body, which was incredibly hard with what seemed like a
tonne of burger bap pressing down on him. The sticky plasticky burger cheese
held him in place and prevented him from poking anything more than a head
outside of the burger.
Seymour watched his surroundings change as he was carried away from the counter
and to a table. "Help! Help!" he cried. He looked up to see the mammoth chin of
the person who was about to eat him. Seymour had to look very carefully, but he
recognised the person as Peter Lightbringer, a civilian on the Blue Dwarf who
seemed to think he was a wizard.
"Lightbringer. Stop!" Seymour shouted, as the man munched on his chips, working
his way up to the burger.
The man looked left and right, as if hearing his name, but he never looked once
at the burger.
"Down here you loathesome commoner!" Shouted Seymour. "I'm in your burger. Do
not, I repeat, do not eat me!"
The massive Peter Lightbringer ignored the voice and continued with his meal. It
wasn't long now before he'd pick up the burger and bite into it, probably
slicing Seymour in half with his teeth.
Seymour then thought about the other method of communication he could try. He
wriggled his arm around and brought out a hand, covered in cheese, and holding a
very tiny mobile phone.
He was just about to dial his phone, when it rang. He pressed it to his ear.
"Hello?" He said.
It was his child minder. Seymour's baby Alota had been staying with her for this
entire escapade, and now she was fed up.
"Of course I'm going to come and fetch her!" Seymour said. "Of course I don't
want you to keep her forever. I'll pay you whatever extra you need. No. No. I
resent that, I'm not a terrible father, I'm just... in a pickle. Well I'm
literally sandwiched between a pickle, some onions, cheese and a burger." He
listened for longer as his child minder told him off, and told him she was
bringing Alota to him now to spend some "quality" time with her.
"Look you incredibly annoying woman. I'm a Royal Ambassador, I'm incredibly busy
for children. Right now I'm in a bit of a tight squeeze, and I can't really do
anything that would benefit a child, especially one that's several miles taller
than me right now, apart from perhaps I could be her favourite doll. And I don't
want to be played with like a toy!"
As he talked, Seymour could feel the burger being grabbed and picked up,
reminding him of his immanent doom. "Okay come and bring baby Alota here. I'm in
the McDonalds, please hurry. If you see a man there about to chomp into a
burger, it's a matter of utter importance that you stop him! Hello? Hello? Damn
you foul wench!"
The burger was lifted up level to Peter Lightbringer's bearded mouth, and
Seymour watched in horror as the mouth opened, revealing some very large teeth.
Seymour screamed as his entire body went into the cavernous mouth.
<OOC – I told you. Seymour has been eaten!>