Into the Outlands [Private]

Most people could wake up to a normal life, get out of bed, have a shower, drink some coffee while they're at it and go about their day. Bucket did have that privilege, to a totally normal life where he woke up from a bed of dirt in the middle of the ravenous trail of destruction he left behind whenever he went on his "midnight snack" rampage, get up, stretch and open his giant, gaping black void of a mouth to start eating again. His breakfast, which meant at least eating at least 500k of those necessary calories, half of the yearly intake for a fully grown adult human male.

In his breakfast.

With an appetite that could never hope to be satisfied and the power to eat anything he crosses, from the trees, to the bushes, to rocks, dirt, bugs, small animals that get caught up in the entire thing, nothing could escape his endless, eternal hunger. It wasn't being done in malice of any kind, he just so happened to REALLY want to eat everything he saw whenever he woke up, his stomach driving him to do things in such a violent, brainless manner that he barely ever remembered what he just ate once he finally came to.
And of course, there's the very rare instance where he'll find something that he just can't eat. Like how he ate a few huge rocks and even a cool looking metallic disk which, though it took a bit more strength to chew through, still became a good meal.

But the meals were just starting.

"M-Meat..? Meat! Not alive meat! THERE'S MEAT!" Hopping up and down like a mad child, Bucket's cylinder-like face slammed itself into the screen of one of the pods right next to Mito's, the giant so focused in looking at the dead bio-android, with that indomitable lust to devour that he didn't notice the remarkable power level coming from the next pod.
His sharp senses, of course, did catch up to him when his Ki Sensing slowly turned his attention to the still active pod, stepping close to it, just before pushing his face against the reinforced glass again, directly staring at Mito. No words were exchanged, though he did stop drooling and, for once, looked sad.

"You shouldn't be trapped. Trapping is for food!" And, soon enough, he was doing everything he could to open the damn thing. He tried prying it open with his bare hands, though that was clear it wouldn't work anytime soon when he flung himself into a wall from trying to hard. He looked at the several colored buttons with the funny jumbled symbols on top of them, clearly intimidated by them since he had no idea how to read.
Instead, he went for the next best thing. He attempted a few Ki Blasts at the door and, though it did slam into it, it didn't even seem to bend or budge. It was frustrating, infuriatingly so!
So, obviously, when he lost his patience, his eyes soon started glowing a dark blue, his entire body gaining some more muscle mass as the giant tapped into his demon heart, his Ki levels rising rapidly.

They rose even further as a dark glow started coming out of his mouth, with a dark orange aura flowing out from his body, into his mouth. Powered by the "star" (which is actually a planet) that supposedly gave all demons life, he let out a deafening roar, a large, dark blue blast shooting out of his giant mouth, directly into the pod. The power that slammed into it had been unparalleled to the machine so far, so much so that, even though it didn't open, the impact and destruction of its internal wiring did glitch it up so fucking bad that the door just didn't lock anymore.
It wasn't even closed, it'd easily move out of the way if someone just slightly pushed against it.

Bucket didn't do it though, since he sat down to start panting, that blast being the strongest one he had on his small arsenal.
"...I'm fucking hungry again."

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