I'D PAY TO SEE YOU FROWN / open, pie contest

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    — TIMELESS SOULS

    Welcome to the Thunderlands' Fall Ball! One of the events is the pie eating contest. Any character is allowed to participate (:

    How to win:

    the contest will run until November 30th 8:00pm (est), plenty of posting time. Everyone will keep track of their own post count, and at the end of the contest, the player(s) with the highest post count wins a headshot by rainbowbby! Play fair and have fun! <3




    Frostbite took a lot of time to bake all of the pies here. Lemon, her favorite, was in abundance, which meant her fur also smelled like it. She'd need to bathe, because it was making her sneeze. Grinning, she looked at the other flavors. Chocolate, pumpkin, cherry, blueberry, apple, pecan, coconut, and mincemeat all stood on a table. Players would just take one and stat eating, the number of empty pie trays serving as a tally. One vacant tin sat near Frost, who'd taken the liberty to eat a chocolate one herself.

    She was eager to start. Parties brought out her true, bubbly nature, which was currently reserved due to her just trying to get used to being in a clan again. Especially with all the new members. She excelled in social situations, but only when she felt comfortable with who was there. Maybe this would be a chance to meet more Thunderlanders, and possibly allies.

    Raising her voice, Frost decided to kick off the event.

    "Welcome to the Pie Eating Contest! Just don't throw up, heh, and eat as many pie as you can!" she instructed. Vomit made her squirm

    "Ready, set, go!" she cheered.

    At Frostbite's call for a pie eating contest, Haiiro began to feel his way over hesitantly. Did he want to risk eating an unholy amount and choking or throwing up? What if he lost horribly? What if he didn't like pie? After all, Haiiro had never really gotten an opportunity to try any kind of pie. Shrugging more to himself than anything, the tall canine offered a smile to Frost and commandeered the best-smelling pie he could find among the lot - apple. For a moment, he simply sniffed at the pie and steeled himself for whatever it would taste like. After a breath, he took his first bite, directly out of the middle of the pie. It was.. okay? Honestly, he wasn't sure how he felt about it, but it didn't disgust him. Shrugging to himself one more, Haiiro continued to eat his pie with as much enthusiasm he could muster.


    // 1

    tags | updated 11/20

    Lucian actually hated pie, strangely, but he loved competitions. He had to hurry up and eat it!


    Carefully, the german shepherd puppy began to slowly eat his pie, feeling bile rise in his throat but he slowly swallowed. Then, he began to scarf the pie down, tears of disgust rolling down his face as he quickly inhaled his pie, feeling his tiny stomach fill with an ache. "Merda!*" The male cursed in Italian, burping softly from the pie.


    Translation:

    Merda means shit in Italian. yw.


    // one.

    Psh. As if Kai was going to degrade himself with this stupid bullshit. The male walked up with a scowl, sitting down and curling his tail around his brown paws to watch.


    kai wrenn | nov. 25


    Looking down at her pie, the feline offered a cockeyed look towards Frostbite. "This is poison." She had been offered chocolate pie. There was no way in hell she was risking a nasty night of sickness for a lousy title. Instead of arguing, she pushed that pie aside and went to the next. Coconut. For an island dweller this was easy. Archipelagoisland pushed her face into the pie and began to chomp down on the pie, ready to win this competition.


    /uno!