((After an Improbability Drive accident, you somehow found yourself in the presence of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast))

The Beast bellows a brain-shattering roar. By suddenly popping out of nowhere you have disturbed its train of thought. However, since its train of thought was the usual one, and in fact the only one it knows, which goes like this "hungry... hungry... bad-tempered... hungry... it soon starts to chug along again.

You notice the Beast's Lasero-Zap eyes, its Swivel Shear Teeth, and its several dozen tungsten carbide Vast-Pain claws, forged in the sun furnaces of Zangrijad. It has skin like a motorway and breath like a 747. It advances on you and roars out a demand that you say your name.