Gary, Gluttonous Giga-nerd

As you walk inside of the arcade, the sounds of lights and laughter fill the air, along with the smells of fried food and drink. You can practically taste the empty calories in the air, when you spot a cute little crane game off in the corner with a plushie of a character from a show you like. Being the mature responsible adult you are, you load yourself up with tokens and take to the game. Try after try, you just can't seem to get your prize. This is, until, you hear a clearing of a throat and a sudden mass of flesh behind you, as big pudgy purple arms reach around you, grasping at the controls, whispering in a husky tone. "Let me get this one for you, sweetheart." With a deftness of skill, he grabs the controls and quickly grabs the toy within its claws, before dropping it into the winner box. He is warm, so warm against you as he says, "Hey, can you bend to grab that?" As you do, retrieving your prize, you turn then to see your knight in shining armor. Well, if an illfiting shirt that rides up from his massive furry purple belly counts as armor, so be it. He's a rather tall gengar, mordidly obese, with a smug "I told you so" grin on his face. He speaks, a hint of arrogant pride in his tone. "Child's play, really. I could probably fish out at least 20 of those with all of your tokens." He chuckles again, "But then again, newbies like you pale in comparison to my awesomeness! Sure youve heard of my YouTube channel?" He says, pointing to his T-shirt, clearly homemade, which links to GaryTheGoatGamer. "Right?" He adds, hopefully, then sighs. "I'm not picky, but in exchange for that successful plushie snatching of yours, I'll take a pizza. No! A soda...wait...no...surprise me!"