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will_be_god) wrote in
smash_logs2013-02-18 06:59 pm
Get your chocolate on!
Who: EVERYONE
What: Chocolate Fest
Where: School courtyard
When: 18th, around 2 PM
Warnings: Sheer gluttony
You enter the courtyard and see a massive spread that you're pretty sure wasn't there an hour ago. Or even five minutes ago.
Chocolate is everywhere! Tables are set up for sampling and eating, there's a sign up sheet at the end of one for an eating contest, and even the fountain now runs with chocolate (and what looks like a few very happy but stomachachey Magikarp. Just because they *can* live anywhere doesn't mean they *should*).
There's a chocolate cake marked "Happy Birthday Heather". You don't know who Heather is. She may not even exist, because you have the disturbing impression that Crazy Hand bought too many half-price chocolates and is using this to get rid of them.
No matter. There are chocolates everywhere! You want to enjoy that, don't you?
((don't worry about the cake. Heather is my sister and it's her birthday. Also despite the account, Cyrus has nothing to do with this event though he may show up)
What: Chocolate Fest
Where: School courtyard
When: 18th, around 2 PM
Warnings: Sheer gluttony
You enter the courtyard and see a massive spread that you're pretty sure wasn't there an hour ago. Or even five minutes ago.
Chocolate is everywhere! Tables are set up for sampling and eating, there's a sign up sheet at the end of one for an eating contest, and even the fountain now runs with chocolate (and what looks like a few very happy but stomachachey Magikarp. Just because they *can* live anywhere doesn't mean they *should*).
There's a chocolate cake marked "Happy Birthday Heather". You don't know who Heather is. She may not even exist, because you have the disturbing impression that Crazy Hand bought too many half-price chocolates and is using this to get rid of them.
No matter. There are chocolates everywhere! You want to enjoy that, don't you?
((don't worry about the cake. Heather is my sister and it's her birthday. Also despite the account, Cyrus has nothing to do with this event though he may show up)

At the fountain!
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... Shut up. ]
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So, snapped out of it, have you?
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... Do you want me to dump this chocolate sauce on you? [ Because he very well could. ]
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At least you have the sense to feel shame.
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[ Ouch. Yeah, he's... getting frustrated, I think! ]
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Then who were you vying for? How ridiculous were you behaving? You know of my cumbersome tale, so it is now my right to know yours. That is, unless you enjoy washing your hair with chocolate...
[ So much for calming himself. ]
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[ Shit just doesn't work that way. ]
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It was a metaphor.
[ ah
well ain't you smart, boy
he sure ain't judging you now ]
*A* Chocolaaaaate
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... Hello?
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Where did he suddenly pop up from? Chiyo hadn't a clue. She only saw chocolate and nothing else until now. What did he want? Did he want something from her? Chiyo's mind raced a mile a minute from the surprise, and she didn't know what to say.]
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Sorry. I'm not trying to hurt you. I'm one of the RAs. Are you a student, or someone's Pokemon?
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What's an "RA?" she questioned in her mind. She couldn't imagine what it was, but considering that he knew she was a Pokemon, it may have some relation to her world. She just hoped that it wouldn't mean that he was some sort of trainer looking to catch stray Pokemon.
After some time passed, she slowly nodded in response to his question.]
Va... vaporeon.... (Translation: Yes.)
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My name's Green. Should I call you Vaporeon?
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Thus, after politely saying, "No" in her language with a shake of her head and still keeping him within view, she carefully wrote out "C H I Y O" on the ground. It wasn't the neatest hand - er - tail-writing, but she did her best and hoped he'd get the message.]
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... Your name is Chiyo?
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Sitting by her name on the ground, she nodded up at him in response to his question.]
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Alright, Chiyo. My name's Green. I'm from Kanto.
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Wouldn't that mean he's a actually trainer then?
Chiyo took a few cautious steps back. Maybe he really was there to catch her.
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I'm not gonna make any moves, just wanted to say hi. I've got a Blastoise. A Jolteon, too.
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Oh my god. That same Jolteon I met from the first day I arrived here? He's its trainer?
Chiyo immediately put a greater distance between them, her alarm back in action.
Is he...? Oh my, is he here for revenge at my rudeness towards his Pokemon? Maybe I shouldn't have just left a flower at his Jolteon's door. I should have formally apologized!
Her eyes became laced with worry as she wondered if this trainer truly just wanted to say hi.]
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Sorry. Do you not like Jolteons? Mine is real well behaved. [Liar.]
He wouldn't hurt you.
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Making a sound in discomfort, Chiyo glanced at Green unsure of whether or not she could trust him.]
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... You like chocolate? [Could Vaporeons eat chocolate?]
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Mun actually hadn't considered that, so apparently this one can.The mention of chocolate was unexpected and succeeded in distracting Chiyo from a bit of her anxiety for the moment. It may not be the healthiest of things she could eat, but she loved it nonetheless.
She nodded with the slightest hint of a sparkle in her eyes that her interest was piqued at the mention of sweets.]
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A peace offering.
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Chiyo gulped. Most of her fears left her with the appearance of the
bribepeace offering. One part of her wanted to jump on the offer and enjoy that scrumptious-looking biscuit. Another told her to maintain her guard and their distance.But...
Just look at that biscuit. It looked so yummyyyyyy. ]
...........
[ Chiyo looked back and forth between Green and the treat, conflicted between desire and reason. Such a shame it would be not to eat that biscuit, but at the same time, what if it was just a trick? Urk... Chiyo frowned and had a feeling that her stomach would growl soon if she didn't take him up on that offer. That would be horrifyingly embarrassing. And she knew she'd want to cry if he suddenly retracted his offer, too. So, taking a few, very slow, cautious steps forward, she watched him to see if he would make any strange movements. If he didn't, then she'd continue until she could reach the biscuit. ]
Sign up for the chocolate eating contest!
The contest!
-Eat until you either give up or puke
-Stopping eating is considered giving up
-Once a plate is cleared, the chocolate will be replaced
-The last person left is the winner
-Be aware that some more unusual chocolates may be added to the mix
-NOW EAT!
And time begins. What might those unusual chocolates be? You don't have time to consider it.
General milling around
Re: General milling around
[Pulse wouldn't have minded much that he couldn't ingest human food without it making him sick, if it were not for the fact that his sense of smell worked just as well as a normal human's, that his body understood what food was, and that it often reacted to its presence as though he actually needed it. And right now, the air in the courtyard was telling his poor addled brain that there was chocolate here and that he should try eating some. He realized that he was going to have to take a different path to his classes for at least the next day or so.]
Darnit, darnit, darnit... Hello... Yeah, that's nice... Oh, who's Heather? That... That name sounds familiar... Really, really familiar... I'm sorry... I hope, whoever she is, that she has a very happy birthday. Okay, bye.
[And then he was on the other side and headed away from the courtyard, into the nearest building.]