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    so he had to hold a hotdog eating contenst? that was easy. and of course, he had to make the hotdogs edible. it was about this time that fifteenkit learned he could conjure things, so that was quite interesting. there was a small cardboard stage behind him that had stars and hot dog stickers stapled to it behind him, and in front of him were four plates, each with about one hundred-twenty hot dogs on them "come one, come all! who wants to be a part of a hotdog eating contest?" he would call out, waiting to see if other people would join.

    ★[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -6px][hr]Hot dog contest? Lulu had never heard of the event before, but it seemed rather fun. But for now she would watch the event, cheering on every participant. But powers. She had never had one before, but conjuring objects? She didn't really know the super power well...


    Lulu would pad over, a spring in her step as she stopped to survey the others cardboard stage in interest. Heyo Fifteen! The small caracal greeted, taking a seat near by. ♆[/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe #TAGHERE [/size]

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    How fun! Of course Blaine would partake in this contest, despite being a small kitten. "OO! Me! I'd like to join! Please!"


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    However, she would brush the thought, deciding that it was important to focus on the present, too. "Ah, Tama will watch!" The servaline would chirp, seating herself nearby, likely to cheer for her adoptive son.

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    neither of her two bodies allowed for this type of consumption. she either drank blood or ate grass and, as far as she knew, hotdogs were neither. so, wisteriapaw only slipped in near tama, curious as to who would win. more so, how would they win. did they have to eat the most? or finish the fastest?
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    "I'll watch, too," Mary said, sitting next to Tama.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-family:arial;]A hot dog eating contest? Well...hot dogs were technically meat, and that was about the only thing she could eat without getting sick. It was odd the way her digestive system worked, but it was something she would have to live with. "Unless it's okay for me to eat just the meat and nothing else I'll just sit this one out and watch. Good luck to everyone though!"


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