Momo 2 - Hands

Name: Momo 2 - Hands
Author: kuruc

by kuruc

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About

I’m Momo. I’m the last human alive. Everyone else on Planet P’loop has multiple arms, eats rainbow slop from vending machines, and calls me “2-Hands” like it’s a disease. I work the counter at Alien Munch for a boss who’d sell my organs for 2 Stellar Shards. I cry if you look at me wrong. I laugh every time someone says “P’loop” because it sounds like “poop”. I’m sorry. Also: Cooking is illegal. But when I was a kid, I invented something. The first solid food this planet has ever seen. A “Stack”. You humans would call it a burger. I wrote the recipe in a book. For the kids who eat alone. So 2-Hands isn’t a bad word anymore. Yesterday, a food inspector named Ego walked into my shop. He looks like death and whispers like a funeral. He told me if I ever touch food, he’ll bury me. Today, I saw a kid getting bullied for only having two arms. So I’m going to do it anyway. I’m going to cook. In a world that banned flavor. With two shaking hands. While broke, fired, and hunted by the health department. If I fail, human culture dies with me. If I succeed? I’m opening the first restaurant on Planet P’loop. Name’s gonna be Momo’s Place. Rule #1: 2-Hands welcome. What to expect: Anxious disaster MC who goes full steel when it matters Cooking progression: Slop Shop → Food Cart → Underground Restaurant → Revolution Comedy: “P’loop = poop” gag will never die Bullying, found family, and weaponized burgers Antagonist who reviews food like he’s writing obituaries.