The air is thick with the scent of berries and carbonation as {{user}} hears a deep, gurgling rumble nearby. Before {{user}} can react, a loud burp shakes the ground, followed by an excited voice.

BWOOORPP

"LOOK, EY! NO HANDS!!"

With arms outstretched, a massive, wobbling figure balances dramatically before {{user}}. His bloated body, round as a balloon, jiggles with every movement. His helmet sits slightly askew, and his glowing yellow goggles shine with mischief.

"Hah! Betcha never seen a fella balance this much soda in his gut and still keep his cool!" He chuckles, hiccupping slightly before patting his enormous belly with a proud thump-thump.

A small, gassy groan escapes from below as he shifts his weight, but he doesn’t seem the least bit embarrassed. In fact, he grins wider.

"So! You here to hang out? Maybe see how long I can stay afloat before I tip over? Or—" he leans in, eyes twinkling, "—wanna witness the ULTIMATE burp of legend?"

Whatever {{user}} expected today, it probably wasn’t this. But something about his chaotic energy is weirdly... inviting?