Tanuki Buffet Gala - RPLOG
Participants
Date
11/1/2016
Log
The Casino is even gaudier and flashier than normal, with new lights and exotic decorations meant to give everything a sort of Asian feel. People of every size, shape and description have found their way here for this 'Gala Celebrations,' and tables are packed! Tanuki, mostly short, fat and very obviously male wander between the tables in little waiter uniforms, wearing shirts, vests and bow ties and nothing else. It is quite a sight to see all those tanuki danglers bouncing about, but it seems that as far as the waiters are concerned, there is absolutely nothing sexual about it. Delicious smells waft through the air, promising an amazing meal to come.
Bothering one of the tanuki waiters is a coyote, pestering him with questions, about food, guests, all sorts of things.
Meanwhile, two particularly pleased looking huskies linked arm in arm mill about the area, taking in the sights and spectacles of the especially gaudy celebration. Their tails wag with a certain pleased and pleasing symmetry, cool blue eyes gazing about with bemusement at the squat little raccoon-dogs and their ponderous assets. "I've got to give those little big guys credit, they've certainly dressed up the place all fancy-like. One could forget we were still in Fairhaven!" He chortles before squeezing his plus one's wrist affectionately. "Well what do you think Sansa? Where should we grab a seat? Someplace closer to the back? Or how about that table with those interesting looking types over there?" Rex says as he gestures towards a table with more than a a few empty seats, and a good view of the room.
Walking with Rex, Sansa takes the place in, leaning a bit of her weight against him. She was lucky to have someone to lean on for once in her life. All in all, it wasn't that bad, especially now that they were in the middle of a cleaned up picture of the old world, minus the mutants running about. "Where? Well, I think the table in the middle's fine. Why hide away when we could have the best seats in the house?" She asks, the preggo husky's eyes wandering about the room.
As yet another observer to this event, a cleanly dressed red panda rests back in one of the chairs towards the edge of the room, legs kicked up to rest her feet on a second chair, generally sitting in an almost casual way. Their arms are crossed loosely around their chest, whilst their gaze scans the room idly, moving in a slow, sweeping motion across the variety of beings shifting around in the busy gala, looking for anything that looks mildly interesting.
A ten foot one inch tall dranoic wolf herm walks into the room with hir wings fruled against hir back. Shi is covered in a thick coat of artic fur that is midnight black. The only piece of clothing that shi is wearing is a utility belt that is heavy with pouches and tools. The way that shi walks shows off hir nice ahourglass shape body and causes hir four large breasts to sway nicely side to side and even though the way shi walks puts hir assets on display it also shows a great effecency of movement, especialy with how hir many tails keep hir effortly balansend. Hir four breasts are capped with a midnight blue nipple that is leaking a stream of hir chocolate milk. Instead of normal hair hir head is topped with ass length tentacle hair that reaches down to hir ass which shi wears in a dreadlock like style. Shi smiles as shi looks around the room with hir striking gold eyes and takes a sniff taking in the scents of all present to get an idea of the mood of the room before shi heads over to the red panda at the edge of the room and settles down next to her as shi says "Hi there I'm Jill I don't think we have met before but it is nice to see someone else at the edge of this party as I am not the worlds hugest fan of big crowds myself."
Walking in with and very pregnant looking wolf on his shoulder, the ten foot Tyron looks around the the room in awe. "Damn, this place looks amazing and those waiters look so adorable with there uniforms." Shifting his head so he can look at Gil, he asks "Is there any place that stands out to you?"
Gil, looking predominantly human with the exception of a black wolf tail, black claws, and soft, velvety wolf ears on top of his raven hair looks around, leaning in close to the minotaur that carries him. He regards the little raccoon dogs with a mix of jealousy and pleased surprise. It's nice not to have to cook for the night, even if he does enjoy doing it. Though he may envy their endowment, he does compete with their bellies, being quite round there, so much so that his white button up shirt stops midway down his chest. His black skirt hangs down over the minotaur's shoulder and his tail wags back and forth. "I like that table with the huskies maybe."
The murmur of discussion and the distant clamor of the slot machines quiets down just a bit as a rather large tanuki, dressed much like the others only in a green vest instead of a black one taps gently on the microphone.
"Welcome everyone!" the tanuki says cheerily, "We are glad to have such a great turn out! It is a big part of the Tanuki way to be generous and welcoming, and of course, to never turn down a free meal!" There is a scattered chuckle at this, mostly from the other tanuki in the room. "We will open up the buffet shortly," the larger tanuki promises, "But first, Lord Tanuki would like to say a few words." He waves to someone at the back of the hall and the lights dim a bit and a projector somewhere lights up the large, blank wall behind the podium.
"Hello?" comes a deep, friendly voice from speakers around the hall, "Is this thing working?" The projector is currently showing a rather extreme close-up of an affable, round faced tanuki. "Why can't I see them?" he asks someone just out of the range of vision, then frowns down at the camera and starts to poke around at what must be a keyboard. The screen suddenly goes dark. "I don't think that is it," comes Tanuki's voice from the speakers again, "Oh, wait, what if I do this?" The screen comes back on to show that round face again, though there does not seem to be any sound this time as he talks.
It takes a moment or two before someone on his end notices the problem. Lord Tanuki frowns at someone off camera and starts to wave and point at the screen and seems to click something before the view flickers off again. "-And now the video feed has gone out again!" comes the voice again, "I still don't see why we couldn't just use magic! You kids and your machines! Why, a hundred years ago we would never bother with trying to use bits of plastic to communicate across planes!"
The video feed flickers on once more to show a close-up of another tanuki face, with Lord Tanuki looking over his shoulder. The much smaller tanuki sighs and moves out of the way, leaving only a beaming Lord Tanuki on screen. "Perfect!" the giant tanuki says with a grin, "Now everyone have fun and eat lots!" The giant tanuki just sits there and smiles for a second, then glares off screen. "Of course that is all I want to say!" he says in answer to something no one here could make out, "What else am I supposed to say? Gods above and below but you children can be dense someti-"
The feed cuts out again as a chubby hand reaches from off camera to end the video chat.
The tanuki in charge chuckles into the mike as the lights come back up. "You heard him, folks!" he says, "Dig in!" And with that, the feast begins! Five huge buffet lines are opened up with all sorts of food (mostly pan-asian, of course) and the chubby waiters go to work, delivering drinks and appetizers to tables and chatting with the partygoers.
Giving up on his pestering of the waiters for now, the coyote settles at Phosphorus's table. "Believe me about the gods thing now?" He sticks his tongue out, teasing the red panda woman gently. "You said you wanted to see for yourself."
Rex shuffled along side Sansa (though more like practically dragging her) off to a nearby buffet line along with the rest of the mutants. The scintillating scents of fresh cooked meats, wok fired foods, and steamed goodness was making him visibly drool, and as soon as it was his turn, Rex began to voraciously pile on food. Husky paws began reaching over with tongs and forks to scoop up delicious looking helpings of fried noodles and rice, steamed buns, roast pork belly and char siu, pork buns, dim-sum, shrimp with bok-choy, roast duck, mountains of bean curd in blackbean sauce, spicy szechuan style beef, and other delicacies that haven't been cooked or served in these parts for years. Not that Rex could actually tell you what any of this food in particular was, though the Alpha Husky's arms were soon carrying an enormous plate burdened with a truly spectacular amount of food. "Okay... I think-" he pauses, to reorient the plate and stop a stray bun from tumbling off."-I think that'll do, at least for first courses..." he says, before looking at Sansa's own work.
Tyron looks and finds the husky pair in the center of the room. He then tells Gil "That table looks perfect, lets say hello then get in line to get some food." He approaches the husky pair when he notices that they have gone to one of the buffet line. "Oh well we can speak to them after we get our first round of food. What are you hungry for Gil? I will go get it for you?"
Phosphorus peers up at the wolf with a brow raised, turning her attention to the 'nuki announcer once they enter the stage. She occasionally snorts at the various stumblings of the chubby 'nuki that's projected up upon the screen, shaking her head slowly at the various bumblings that they seem to be causing. They swivel around in their chair to rest feet back on the ground as the coyote approaches, begrudgingly giving up her seat to make room for another person. "You mean, that thing's supernatural?" She snerks. "That's a overweight raccon-dog. Nothing seems particularly... god-like about it. Anyways. Food."
The other husky, however, was a bit less enthusiastic with her choices, only piling on a liberal amount of rice, chicken, as well as a covering of steamed vegetables. Looking to Rex's plate, she piles on a couple of his choices on her own plate. Slapping a spring roll on top of her pile, she heads back to the table with Rex, sitting down next to him and eagerly digging in. No words came from either husky before the eating came.. And eating it was.
A chubby tanuki nods approvingly at Rex and his generous first course, trotting up with a large gourd with some kind of symbol scrawled on the side. "Authentic rice wine, sir?" he asks, with just a touch of some kind of foreign accent, "It is from our own distilleries! The finest Sake to be had anywhere!" He holds up the gourd, offering the same to anyone else at the table. Another tanuki steps up beside him. "Or perhaps some plum wine is more to your tastes?" he offers, holding up a gourd of his own. Similar offers are being made all around the room as mutants and humans alike set to piling their plates high!
Rex looks at the curious Taunukis, trying to understand what they meant. "Rice... wine? Plum wine? You can make wine out those?" The inquisitive Alpha pauses, before letting out a broad grin, "Alright then, since you're offering I'd be rude to turn down such generous hospitality. Let me try both!" he says, perhaps hastily. "I've got to drink for both of us after all." he intimates to the raccoon-dog while smiling at Sansa.
Gil smiles as his Minotaur sets him down at the table. His tail wags quite pleasedly when he offers to go and get the food for him. Gil had been planning to offer the same for Tyron, but being pampered a bit would be nice. "Oh, thank you. Everything looks really good. Maybe we can start with noodles and dumplings? With all of these pups, I don't doubt I could try a good amount of everything." He greets the two huskies as they return. "Hello! I'm Gil. And the minotaur I came with is Tyron. Is it alright if we sit with you?" Gil looks over the Tanuki offering the wines. "Um... I'll take some of whichever is sweeter. And a big cup of the other for my big guy at the buffet." He smiles, happy to be served instead of doing so himself.
Jill I nod and say "Yeah food sounds great to me as well. I didn't catch either of your names though. I'm Jill by the way." And I smile at the red panda and the 'yote before I follow them to the buffet and take a big plate full of white rice and pork buns with a grin on my face and I say "I honestly forgot about these things." As I am holding up a pork bun and I eat it in one go and smile and mmm happily as I say "Oh yes these are just as good as I remember."
Rex looks at Gil mid-pork bun, and shakes his head with some enthusiasm as he examines the enormous minotaur and his pregnant he-bitch, quickly returning his attention to scarfing the meat bun down. He doesn't exactly do a good job of making room, but the thought is nice.
Sansa motions over to the seat on the opposite side of the table from the huskies with a fork full of chicken, still chewing her last bite. No words escape her muzzle as she enthusiastically chomps on that food, already halfway through her plate. Perhaps she didn't know her own hunger.
The Tanukis smile and bow, filling cups as requested. Food and drink flow freely from the buffets and the circulating tanuki waiters, especially with the appetites of so many mutants to deal with, it is amazing that there seems to be enough to go around and more!
With the vast variety of people and the sheer numbers, it is only a matter of time before. . . "What are you lookin' at RUNT!?" comes a bellowing roar from the end of one of the buffet lines. An enormous lion beast is snarling down at an intimidated zebra.
"Redd, formerly of Zephyr, now working for RSX. Been introducing the panda to how things work out here." He turns towards the lion beast, and strides over between the two. "What'd he do to you? If you want to cause trouble here, you can go through me first."
Gil takes a seat at the table while the minotaur retrieves food for them both. He flattens his ears as a commotion breaks out in the buffet. He tries to put the table between him and the area, not comfortable at all with this going on without the minotaur there to protect him.
Tyron nods at Gil's request and dashes to the buffet line. He grabs two plate and starts to fill both of the with both fried noodles and fried rice. Then on Gil's plate he piles on lots of dumplings while on his own plate he adds steamed buns, pork buns, various chicken and duck dishes, roasted pork and some juicy looking beef. He then returns to the table and puts the food down. "I got enough in case you wanted some more." He then looks to the huskys and says "Sup, I am sure that Gil already introduced me but I am..." but stops short when he hears the lion beast and rushes over to help the red panda that got there first.
The bearcat heads over to the buffet, rolling her eyes at the slight drama going on at the end of the buffet line. She plucks a Sio Pao from the wealth of food, setting it on her plate, along with a mess of rice noodles of different cultures, some fish, and, most importantly, a wealth of kimchi. Nothing quite like pickled, spicy, preserved vegetables. Phosphorus returns the her table and watches the lion, the zebra, and the people that rush to help with an amused smirk, glancing to the side at those who also elected not to do anything.
Jill sighs and heads over to the lion beast and shi look down at him and says "Now listen here you. Don't go around making trouble at a feast of all places. I mean this is supposed to be an 'appy ocasion and not one where we are fighting or arguing so just knock it off. And if you don't you'll have to deal with me." It is clear that shi is doing hir best to be reasonable but it is clear shi is more than capable of decking this guy if anything goes badly.
Rex continues to hungrily devour food. Thick barley noodles dripping in the juices of vegetables and meats, bits of spicy wok fired chicken, chewy shanghai style noodles in their tangy sauce, and soup dumplings are reduced to nothing before the two hungry huskies. Inbetween bites of food, Rex begins helping himself to generous portions of the Tanuki's strangely compelling beverages. Each empty glass of the twin elixirs are refilled almost as soon as they touch the table by an attentive and unnervingly skilled waiter. Yet as the mountain of food is slowly yet inevitably defeated, Rex can't help but perk his ears up at the outburst, saddling closer to Sansa almost instinctively. His eyes look over at Tyron and the others, trying to watch the scene.
"Gentlemen," comes an affable cough, "And Ladies and. . . um. . . otherwise. I really must remind you that this is a social gathering and no fighting will be tolerated." The large tanuki in the green vest is suddenly standing among confrontation. "Sir," he says, taking the lion beast by the elbow, "I believe that I have a space for you in the VIP lounge, if you would come with me?" The lion grumbles a bit, but seeing as he is painfully outnumbered here, he follows the host away, leaving the others to watch as the tanuki leads him to a side door and is gone.
"Sansa." The other husky would manage through her food-filled muzzle to the two across the table before standing up, heading back for the buffett. Back in a flash, Sansa returns with a large plate (fit more for showing off food in the middle of a table than holding a meal). Upon it was a large variety of the food in smaller portions. Seemed she had plucked one of everything she could get her paws on and put it on the plate. Placing it in the spot on the table between Rex and herself, she sits down and digs in once more, muzzle stained with browns as she violently tears into the food like a fresh-caught kill.
Tyron watching the tankuki taking the lion beast way, exhales and returns to his seat and being to scarf down the food while taking large slips of his wine. "Well that was anti-climatic wasn't it." In the moments when food wasn't being swallowed he tells Gil "Come on eat up, you have many eggs in you, you will need the strength, plus unversal rule, there is no such thing as too much free food."
As Rex lets out a soft "Urp" from a hefty sip of Lord Tanuki's private reserve, the Husky's eyes fog for a moment, the heady Alcohol hitting him in a rush, or so he assumes. "Woah... I feel, kind of funny."
