Here's that Stereotypical Macro close to voring the earth.

Wizism no longer needs to stroll on Earth. It has grown far too small for his paws to rest and walk on, barely being big enough to even consider it a playtoy. Instead of doing the right thing of leaving it alone to soon forget about its existence, why not play with it one last time? It's time to give everyone there a great big scare, leaning up against the planet like false hunger. Of course, it'd be great to take a massive bite out of the pea-sized place. It's right there, growing smaller by the minute. Its crashing waves blowing back by the Abras small breaths, and its temperature to new highs from the mon's body heat alone. As a testament to his grand new size, Wizism opened his maw, drooling with the slight anticipation of even thinking about nomming the small ball.

Of course, he's not going to because he gotta shrink down one day, but could you imagine? Voring the earth! Now that's strength! That's power! That's... That's..!

...probably not a good idea. Seriously, why would you want to eat a rock? Sure there's water and stuff on it, but the inside is magma and lava and junk, and that'll burn the root of your mouth. It's better to just leave it there.

This was a continuation of this pic here: [Reminder to put link here later] Where I'm just drawing my abra growing for Macro March.