Chaoji boards an airplane – Failure
Chaoji walked onto the small walkway, which led to the airplane after handing over his tickets.
He found that he was panting after only a few steps. The walkway was slanted upward. It remind Chaoji of all the times in his life he'd had to walk up a hill. It was nearly impossible. (Those who have been on an airplane know this is hardly a slope, let alone a hill)
His feet gave out beneath him and he toppled over, rolling back down to the beginning, knocking down a few children as he went and squishing a man into a pancake. Chaoji tried to get up again, pulling on a woman's skirt to give himself leverage. When that didn't work, he went for a man's briefcase. He reached out like seaweed, trying to grip onto the passersby for support.
Someone who worked at the airport ended up going over and trying to help him. Unable to, she made a quick call to security, where six muscled security guards were summoned.
Chaoji, after several minutes of suffering, was standing again. He began to board again with the final passengers, gripping onto the wall for support.
Chaoji toppled over once more, rolling back down past the old woman he had talked to earlier. "Go on without me!" he cried dramatically.
"I never intended not to," she snapped; ready to slap him with the cane but thinking better of it (at last, someone doesn't let the blubber-bounce-effect take advantage of them!)
As Chaoji rolled down, all by himself, he wished he hadn't eaten the cookies so hastily. He could really use some company right now. A supportive smile of a sugar cookie or the friendly laugh of a chocolate chip cookie was much needed during this rough time in his life (yes, even as an exorcist, this is a life crisis right here).
Somehow or another, after delaying take off, Chaoji made it to the top of the slope. He went to board the plane and found he couldn't fit through the entrance.
Failure.