Bellies of steel - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
28/6/2015
Log
The ground trembles as the group enter the room, before them lays a huge dining table with chairs set for each of their heights. As each one takes a seat the lights in the room dim, a spotlight shining onto the far wall as their host for the evening strides into the room "Ah good evening ladies and gentelmen and of course felow herms" The fox giving and exagerated bow to the group "my patreons are delighted to see that you could attend this little contest of mine" hir hands sweeping out to the side shadowy figures moving around on a ledge or balcony. the fox drawing their attention as shi anouces the rules "the rules are simple my servants we place food before you and you just have to eat it all, afterwards more food will be brought out, I will also offer you a massage by my servants to help you along the way but they are busy so you'll each only get one of them, oh and once you start you may not leave the tabble untill only one of you is left. winner of course will be the last person standing" the fox clapping hir hands the lights returning to normal as the contest is set to begin the first course getting wheeled out to each of them, a massive stack of hotdogs
Hekate sits down, as carefully as possible but still crushing the chair and causing the floor to creak.
Hekate rings out, "I don't even care about the prize, it's just been far too long since I had a good meal."
Dal walks into the building a smile on her face. "Hello, I'm here for the food myself." The dragoness walks over to one of the many sets of hot dogs and she licks her lips. "It looks like I came in just in time."
Cecelia meeps as she enters the room, looking rather nervous, but takes a seat as well. She inhales, and exhales, and wiggles her bottom around on the chair. "I have no idea what I'm even nervous about... Maybe just that Deamona's here? I mean, she seems friendly enough, but... She sends a shiver up my spine when I look at her." She indeed shivers at the sight of her host, before sighing. "What have I gotten myself into?"
Dinn enters the room, her gaze first focused on the huge table in the room. She walks to her seat and notices the lights dim and a large light focusing on the huge fox. She catches a glance at the other contestents before paying attention.
Dinn looks at the hoddogs in front of her with a strange look. She sighs and closes her eyes, swallowing the meat first before nibbling on the buns. Eventually, she finishes, patting her lips to get rid of the lingering crumbs.
Cecelia rolls her shoulders, and shrugs. "I suppose I should just go ahead and eat then..." She mumbles, taking a moment to check over the various hotdogs, then slowly scarfing them down, one by one, surprising herself when none of left. She covers her mouth to burp, then simply shrugs. "That was... pretty easy."
Dal immediately dives into one of the sets of hot dogs. The dragoness has an easy time stuffing them all down into her massive gut. It's almost as if she was prepared to eat this whole time. Either that, or she is eating for more than one.
Hekate eats the hotdogs once it's her turn. She more or less throws them into her large mouth without giving it too much thought; she almost looks disappointed, not so much at the quantity of food, but she had been looking around for a menu. She didn't think this was going to be a fancy dinner, did she?
a round of applause comes from the balcony as the last hotdog is scaffed down, the fox using hir many arms to calm them down "well that was a sight to see, though with that little entree dealt with it's time our hungry contestants got something a bit more filling" the fox gesturing with hir lower set of hands as the attending servants wheele out the next round of food, each of the four trollies carrying several stacked plates of mouth burningly good chicken wings, a few buffalo wings stacked ontop of each pile "bon appitte"
Dinn wispers to herself, "Meat and meat... I'm not supposed to be eating it...". She sighs as she prepare again, hesitating at nibbling the wing before shaking her head and just swallowing the whole thing. It goes down easy, but she seems to be enjoying it a little less than before.
Cecelia glares at her natural weakness, then sighs. "Dangit, not spicy foods...." She murmers, taking the first in nibbling on it. She visibly pales, then huffs. "Alright, screw it!" She goes berserk shoving the rest of them down, then quickly chugs from a canteen. "Bleh..." She gasps, panting. "No more spicy food, I beg you."
Dal stares at the chicken and buffalo wings with a large hunger in her eyes. "Sweet! This is my favorite meal!" She instantly begins stuffing the wings into her mouth one by one. Wing after wing goes into her mouth and the bones keep coming out with nothing on them. As she finishes them off, she swallows, "Ah, this is just the appetizer for me." At this point, her stomach growls loudly, just begging for more.
Hekate deals with the spicy chicken the same way, swallowing them bone and all. She seems to like this better, but only a little. She washes it down with some orange juice.
Hekate rings out, "I feel like chicken can't really stand on its own, it needs to be part of a larger meal."
Deamona calms the room as shi speaks "well things are heating up" the crowd almost groaning at the pun "but I'm sure these mighty bellies would like something to take the heat so without further a do round three" the servants clearing their tables as another group brings out the next course...three huge bowls of ice cream, each bowls mound topped with flapjacks a glanzing of syrup trickling off them. As they go past the fox wipes hir mouth "hmm now this is my sort of game" the table getting stocked with spoons for each of them
Dinn looks at the dish with a little bit of relief; she starts to dig in with a spoon, cutting into the flapjack at the top. Eventually, she finishes, licking her lips and patting her slightly swollen tummy.
Cecelia glares at the flapjacks, But then takes another deep breath. "Well, at least it'll take the bite off the spiciness." She mutters, promptly digging into her dish as well, taking her time to enjoy the food, and smiling once she finishes. "Ah... My tummy is settled." She puts her head down on the table, satisfied.
Dal looks at the spoon for a moment and smiles widely. She immediately starts shoveling down the ice cream and the flapjacks at an even faster rate than usual. By the time she finishes, her mouth is stained a little with syrup and ice cream, while her stomach is starting to feel a little more tight with all of the food.
Hekate seems to like the ice cream a lot better, digging into it with abandon. Ironically this means she takes longer to eat this, as she wants to actually taste it all on its way down. She licks the bowls clean afterwards.
Hekate rings out, "There used to be this lovely ice cream parlor downtown. It's trashed now, but I sometimes walk past to see if someone has reopened it. Idle hope, I know. This was reasonably close to what they had..."
Hekate carefully wipes her muzzle clean.
