Pi Eating Contest {WIDE OPEN}

[NPC]

{not to be confused with the Pie Baking Contest }

There were so many pies. So very, very many pies. Obviously they had been made and provided by Pi; the giant banner that hung overhead sort of indicated as much. The good people at Pi were currently dividing their attentions between this contest and another, the actual baking contest. Here, the celebrated eaters would get their chance to shine. No worrying about flavor, consistency, color, or anything that mattered just as a general rule. The idea was to put down as many pies as you possibly could, and as quickly as possible. The prize for this was impressive too: free pies at Pi for the upcoming year, which was enough to get plenty of attention.

Several people were already milling about. Among them was an impressively large guy who was obviously set up as a potential rival to anyone who would dare think that he or she would have a chance at the contest. His rotund nature and "I <3 Pie" shirt were giveaways as to his status as a champion pie eater. Nobody was really certain where he came from either; it was as if he'd appeared solely for the purposes of this challenge. A few others had shown up, some even signing up, but they were so bland that their status as NPCs was almost laughably obvious. A smallish crowd was gathering too, because, you know, watching people stuff their faces was definitely a good thing.

Still, there was a feeling of anticipation. Clearly they were waiting on "important people" to show up, those that had real roles and would make this contest exciting. And who wouldn't at least try, with free pie on the line?

[Hinata Hyuga]

In this type of contest you saw big men, muscular boys, rowdy ans roughnecks. Those who looked like they could definitely stuff down a pie or two on their own. What was not expected was entrant number 27, the 5' 3" 99 lb Japanese girl with long silky black hair and a shy look on her face sitting in front of such a crowd. She entered this contest not for the prize but for the situation she was being placed in. A crowded area. She would have to sit between a lot of these guys. With Agoraphobia, crowds were something that could cause a panic attack. However placing herself like this would push her limits. Each second she lasted in this contest meant one more step to being able to enjoy school life like the other girls in her classes.

As she sat down at the table next to the big I <3 Pie shirt, she took look at the gathered crowd, hoping no one she knew was watching. Fortunately currently that list was just Kori, Hiro, Zechiriah, and Spike.Figuring this was going to be messy, she took off her sweater and folded it to place on the table behind her for personal effects. Her t-shirt was white with a logo of a leaf just above her heart. She wasn't sure why the leaf was so intriguing to her but it is what won her from the other shirts on the shelves. Her ankle length baggy denim skirt might unfortunately get a little messy, but denim was easy enough to clean. Her black Beatle boots clicked on the wooden floor as she took her seat again. Letting out a deep sigh, she tried to steel herself for the crowd.

[Marceline Abadeer]

"And where are you putting it all?" teased a girl sitting next to Hinata. Like her counterpart, Marceline was skinny, almost too skinny, though she looked stretched compared to the tiny ninja girl. The rocker chick had been eying the competition for a while, especially making note of all the large people. That was often a mistake people made: thinking that the big ones were the ones you needed to look out for. Sure, they could often put away food, but they were also used to taking their time. This whole thing was an artform.

Not an artform that Marceline actually practiced, but hey: free pie for a year. She couldn't not pass something like that up. And she looked as though she expected to win it. After offering her little tease, Marceline folded her hands behind her head, just disturbing the ponytail that held her hair up and out of the way. This did mean that the puncture scars on her pale neck were visible, but given the whole Fall Faire thing, people didn't really seem to look twice at someone who looked vaguely vampireish. Most vampires weren't likely to wear t-shirts with rock bands and shredded jeans.

"You think we got a shot at winning?" asked Marceline. She eyed the scrawny girl then turned to look about them. "Looks like a bunch of nobodies have shown up, huh? I don't think we got anything to worry about. It's gonna be you or me, just watch," Marceline added a wink, chuckling as she leaned a little further back. This was definitely gonna be an event.

[Iroh Huŏshān]

In honor of the fair, Iroh had managed to get the day off work. After all, his manager reasoned, not that many people would be coming in anyway. So Iroh went off to enjoy everyone's company and hopefully get some good food.

He had managed to find something called cotton candy, which tasted strangely delicious but was not very filling. He was finishing that off and wondering if the cone it came on was possibly edible when he smelled something wonderful coming from one corner of the fair. He followed his nose over to a baking area, then on again to a place where they were having an eating contest.

Iroh felt his mouth beginning to water as he stared at the beautiful sight. He quickly moved to sit down next to a couple of younger girls. He grinned at t nearest one, a dark-haired girl with heavily shadowed eyes. "Excuse me, I hope this seat is not taken," he said with a grin. "Don't those pies just smell..." he sniffed deeply, "delicious?" He may have swooned a little. "I think this will be an excellent celebration."