The Three Broomsticks is hosting this delicious event. Come out and participate or cheer on your friends in this pie eating contest. The winner will be selected based on the character who remains in the thread the longest and makes the most posts <3 It's about commitment, guys. Commitment to those pies!
THIS IS A MASS THREAD OPEN TO EVERYONE.
 [break][break][attr="class","vivaright"]TAGGED [break]Hokulani Meleakapua[break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]NOTES [break]ThePoncho | Sarah wasn't an exceptionally competitive person. She much preferred to cheer from the sidelines, if she was completely honest. That said, however, a pie eating contest was hardly a high-stakes competition. She likely wouldn't win, but the fun had in the process of trying was enticing enough to draw the young Hufflepuff in the direction of The Three Broomsticks. Upon entering and seeing the table for contestants, she grinned. There was at least one friendly face among those already present. She crossed the busy pub and plopped herself down next to her fellow Hufflepuff.[break][break] "I've come prepared," She announced, looking at Hokulani as she unfolded a light blue rain poncho decorated with images of white cartoon cats and umbrellas, "Which, of course, means you should be afraid." She teased, pulling the abomination of a poncho over her head. If instilling fear was the competition, Sarah would never win. She was, as always, as harmless as one of the kittens depicted on her poncho. |
Visiting Hogsmeade was always a treat, even more so when it was during one of their famous festivals. Autumn was in full swing around Europe, and Antony enjoyed the changing colors of foliage, smells of squash and pumpkin and other seasonal spices, and the festivities to be had like carriage rides through the park and garland making. It reminded him of his children, especially being around the festival where everyone was smiling and laughing and engaging in all the fun activities. With a hot chocolate in hand, Antony stopped in front of one of the contest booths. He had no intention of participating, his poor old stomach couldn't handle something like that. However, he was curious to see just how much one person could stomach of a savory and rich pie like pumpkin. He sipped his beverage and watched the contestants gather, wondering if anyone closer to his old age would risk the stomach ache and join in. So far it seemed to be the younger generations. His money was on the older boy. Antony remembered how his own son could shovel in food at that age, he chuckled at the the memory. Where had time gone?
| [break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]TAGGED [break]Hokulani Meleakapua, Francesco Barcia[break][break] [attr="class","vivaright"]NOTES [break]ThePoncho | Sarah chuckled at Hokulani's teasing words. She knew very well how little of a threat she appeared to be to others. It was a carefully curated aura that she gave off. While the young Hufflepuff was generally adverse to confrontation and violence and other such unpleasantries, it didn't necessarily mean she was helpless. Anyone paying attention to her in Defense Against The Dark Arts class could determine that.[break][break] "Uh oh," She teased, "If he's got the stomach of an erumpant, then I really don't stand much of a chance, do I?" She watched the Slytherin boy and his Gryffindor companion as they took up the seats across from her and her housemate.[break][break] "Five and a half, almost," She grinned at Francesco's antics, brown eyes focused on the Slytherin boy. Her cheeks warmed up in a light blush when he addressed the poncho she was wearing. She couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment or... something else.[break][break] "I certainly hope it does!" She enthused, drawing the hood of the poncho up over her softly curled hair, "Something's got to keep any wayward pieces of pie from getting stuck to my head." She finished with a light giggle. [break][break] "But don't let my desire for cleanliness fool you," She warned, an amused glint in her eye as she looked around at her fellow contestants, "I fully intend to give you all a run for your money, at the very least." |
 | if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you |
