Dave Strider had invited you over to his house, and you had already arrived a while ago. You walk through the living room and go up the stairs into his bedroom to meet up with him. You open the door and are greeted by a very fat Dave. He's wearing an ill-fitting red t-shirt and snug sweatpants: you can see his pear shape in his meaty thighs, fat rump, doughy belly and modest moobs he sports now, not to mention his neck rolls. Beyond that, his room is the same as before: same videogames, same turntables and same katanas. Just a lot more Dave Strider.

"Yo. What's up?" Greets and asks Dave in all his obese glory, sitting on a creaking chair as he gently grabs his love handles and adjusts his sweatpants.