=>[BOOTH] The Whole Hog

[ImaginationsParadise]

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Plate Number: 19

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[DraconicFeline]

Psykgi Mentha

"Hey, ah, I see you are out of ribs..." Psykgi had been curious about them all day, and had wanted to try them... but... She sets down a bushel of fresh-caught crabs. Bought locally!

"So, um... I was wondering if you can cook crabs, or seafood? There is some fishing this time of year, and I think it's only right to have the fruits of the sea here, right?"

She'd really been wanting to try them, too... she just... didn't often eat fish. Or crab. Or most sea critters. but she was willing to try, and it was... intriguing.

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The custom dish is various grilled seafood -- a catch of the day sort of thing.

 

[DraconicFeline]

Keionx Rutace

Keionx felt an odd connection to this redblood child and his tiger cub brother. And she felt his pain at not having ribs to cook. This would not stand -- no hero could leave this unaddressed!

She ate a "few" sausages for energy, and then slipped away...

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A few hours later, an odd wandering orangeblood named Xionek Heronn stopped by the booth. Though their clothes were ratty and torn from exposure to the elements, the wild, large-horned moobeast hefted over their shoulder was a very quality beast. The wanderer set it down near Volkei's station and left... presumably to find some more. Or did they already have more somewhere else? Hard to say, but truly, there are only so many moobeasts that one hero can carry on their shoulders at any given time... Especially when they had to change disguises sometimes.


It's Time to Chow Down!
Hot Dogs Eaten: 94  

[leon_a_darkangel]

It's Time to Chow Down!
Hot Dogs Eaten: 91

Voscil was back again, and this time she was going to DESTROY this eating challenge. She had skipped out on lunch, and even burned a little bit of energy using her psionics. Rubbing her growling stomach, she shhh'd it reminding her own self she was going to have plenty to chow on in a matter of no time.

In fact, hearing that it would be hot dogs today instead of ribs was awesome! She loved hotdogs, and they would be easier to eat. Vos barely waited for the 'go' and began aggressively chowing down. Before long....she had consumed 91 hotdogs if her count was right. Burping, she patted at her stomach, sighing happily as she leaned back in her chair.  

[leon_a_darkangel]

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Stryke decided to pay this particular location a visit. He kept catching the scent of absolutely delicious smelling food. He had snacked earlier, but it had been light as he was busy. He was helping keep an eye out on the Bloodfest grounds, especially encase one of the younger rebels was in need...but this whole event was good for ALL of them to get out. Feeling particularly grossed out by the food eating contest..he decided to go for the safer, sit down and order option. He heard about a special prize going on..and decided he would order from that menu tonight.

Appreciative for the food, he was thankful when the plate was delivered. Peeking under the plate, he smiled thoughtfully. No winning number..but this was nice. It was a bit of a get away from it all he supposed. Stryke's eyes flickered over to a light of a campfire in the distance. Hm...maybe...he'd go sit down over there after this?

Quiet Nights n' Quiet Stars...
Cooked: Nothing!Sittin' by the fire, smokin' his pipe.

Stryke had just finished his dinner, and the water he'd ordered to go with it. Tea would have been nice, but this would do just fine. Satisfied, and mostly at peace with his current situation he wandered off from the noise of the main area. A slow, long, almost tired sigh left the teenagers lips. Life had really been crazy lately, hadn't it? Stryke's body was tired...but his spirits and mind were far from it.

His boots lightly crunched down already compacted snow. He had a destination in mind..the light of the fire in the distance. Stryke rubbed his gloved hands together. Hoo..it was cold tonight. He had grown so use to the warmth of Salamire...coming out here had been at least for the first night, almost unbearable. Now that he'd gotten used to the temperature change, he had been using Bloodfest as a way to let go. In the sense of, he needed the last couple days. Sure he was constantly on the move, and ever vigliant..but his life had gotten complicated over the last couple sweeps. Not that he minded, he accepted his duties as an officer for the rebellion.

Plopping down by the fire, Stryke reached into his coat and pulled out his smoking pipe. Taking a match to it, he sat quietly in contemplation. Stryke didn't bother with the offered goodies sitting out..he was pretty damn full. Closing his eyes he sighed softly as the warmth of the fire, and the crackling sound brought him an odd sense of peace. A perfectly formed smoke ring left his lips, floating lazily into the night sky. This was followed by several more like it..until the disguised yellowblood quietly picked himself off, and quietly left to continue on his way once he'd had his moment of peace, and solitude. he might even come back..moments like these were precious, and hard to come by.  

[Yamashii]

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DraconicFeline

hot dog champion!

Hobo Pixi

lucky plate winner!

leon_a_darkangel

quiet nights winner!

 

[Yamashii]

Day Four

Ribs are back on the menu! For now... Run us out of ribs again and who knows what Volkei will start grilling...  

[nepsah]

It's Time to Chow Down!
Ribs Eaten: 95



Who knew doing Bloodfest activities could make someone so hungry? Apibom felt like they could eat several cows worth of ribs and, well, they sure did. They weren't really sure what happened, honestly. They'd sat down, started to eat, lost track of time and only came back to reality when their stomach protested any further additions. Well... time to go work this off.


 

[nepsah]

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Back to no prizes, but still good food. Dei still had to decide how he'd be using those meal coupons he'd won the night before... It'd probably be good to use over time. While he ate he watched the rib eating contest - oh, they'd restocked - god, that looked messy and like someone would inevitably get sick after. From eating too much, not from food poisoning.


 

[purplerosesbeauty]

It's Time to Chow Down!
Ribs Eaten: 91

Gnash bounced in place when she returned to this booth and found ribs were being served again. She liked them sooo much better than the oblong meat product, and was able to eat a lot of them again. They were so sweet and good... she would have to visit this troll's place of business when she had the chance, although her lusus would likely disapprove...

 

[purplerosesbeauty]

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Gnash was really hoping for something here, she had seen some of the prizes offered and they looked nice... She got a nice big glass of water to accompany her meal while she watched the other trolls at the booth.

 

[Gl!tch~]

Reemus didn't make it in time! Noooo! Really sad. He just took too much time trying to figure out a new dish...but it was so hard. Who knew that food could be like that?! He could weep.

But he made sure to come back in time! Eating would help soothe his nerves. Maybe inspire him! So he chewed on some bones, deep in thought.

It's Time to Chow Down!
Ribs Eaten: 30  

[Gl!tch~]

Reemus didn't get very far in his thought space. So, another meal might help! Maybe? Couldn't hurt! And, as per usual, he was halfway through eating when he remembered he could win something.

He looked, and...nothing this time! Oh well. There would be more opportunities. He would never mess up on coming back to this wonderful booth ever again!

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Plate Number: 3  

[Gl!tch~]

Whole Hog seemed pretty nifty. Couldn't say no to some good meat! But a real question arose... Luxara didn't know if Byakko cared for eating contests or just wanted a regular dish of food. If this was even her thing at all. Still, better to see decisions be made in real time versus just assuming anything.

In the meantime, Luxara had noticed another thing with Akko. She made some weird faces at the Shooty booth. She wanted to ask about that, but timing and all. Couldn't just call out the boss lately. But hopefully things were okay? Or okay enough?

Guess she'd have to see.

But first, lunch!

"Anything you're into, or pass?"

melona-pan

 

[DraconicFeline]

Keionx, again as Xionek, again brought an offering of meat to the industrious redblood at the fire -- this time, some wild poultry and another wild moobeast, dragged along behind her on a sled.

She ordered up (several) slabs of steak to be grilled in return, and was about to retreat with them when she saw a much better option. For a brief moment, she considered changing her disguise, but that would be too obvious and too suspicious, and she wasn't sure if these were the 'kinds of people' that 'Rutaca' would interact with. At least, not yet.

"Evening." she said, taking a seat by the fire with her steak. If given the choice between enjoying it on her own and enjoying it with such fine company... well, not hard to decide, honestly.

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Plate Number: 19

Gl!tch~

melona-pan