Event Log - Malnosso World

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody!
What: A field trip for the entirety of Luceti!
When: October 27th, until the end of November 2nd
Where: The Happiest Place on the Moon, Malnosso World!
Summary: So you remember all those times Luceti was transformed into Luceti Land? Welcome to Malnosso World, Luceti Land's bigger, cooler brother. Be sure to keep all hands inside the rides at all times, and refer to your map if you get lost. Trust me, you'll get lost.
Rating: F for Fun!

Comments

[misterbrief]

[No way, what the FUCK

He has to go up to the buffet, and come back with an entire chicken, sets it down right in front of Haru, and digs into it, eating the meat off of it clean as fast as he can.

Too many bones to do that trick, but he'll make this chicken look like it's right out of a western movie where they find picked clean bones in the desert.]

[ravelt]

[No way, no way, that's just fucking messed up, Vegeta.

Okay, Haru runs back over to the buffet, and returns with a plate loaded up with hard shell tacos, and begins to devour one after another, practically eating them whole. He's going to regret all this later, for sure.]

[misterbrief]

[He's not letting this boy beat him, no way! Look at all those disgusting tacos, those look gross! How is he eating that and not getting sick?]

...



[So he's going over and loading up with a plate stacked higher than probably physically possible of mashed potatoes, breaded shrimp, something that might be chinese food, more noodles, it doesn't matter- it's going a plate and it's going in his mouth. Plate after plate of it.

Hopefully it's all cooked thoroughly.]

[ravelt]

[Haru matches Vegeta's plates, loading up his own with just as much junk and questionable food on it. It's all going on plates, and it's all going into his mouth.

Where he's putting it at, is truly a mystery.

As they eat, the chefs bring out a portable hibachi grill, dropping a strange pinkish-gray substance onto it and begin to cook it. It smells like meat, but looks like gelatin, and it may take a while to cook, still.

Haru's eyes lock on the grill, and then they lock on Vegeta's eyes.]

omg i hope this is what you were going for lolol

[misterbrief]

[He also looks over to that...strange looking substance. He has no idea what it is, but it can't be any worse than the stuff he's eaten on other planets when he was younger. You know, namely the population of the planet that he cooked over an open fire.

His gaze locks on Haru too, and he knows what the boy wants.

He'll beat him to it. He will.

And he takes off from the table, running at the grill.]

[ravelt]

[The chef begins to prepare the substance, chopping it, flipping it, searing it. It was certainly going to be something impressive if fully cooked...!

Haru leaps out from his table and dashes towards the grill, fork in hand, prepared to stab it into the meat. He wasn't about to let Vegeta beat him. He's never lost when it's come to speed, and he's not about to let that slip away from him this time.]

[misterbrief]

[Head to head with the boy, he's trying to put as much speed into it, glancing over angrily once to see that Haru was keeping up. Finally, his stature was working against him, if only he was taller!

His hand is reaching out, going to try to grab the meat off the grill, with no care at all to what might happen.

He manages to grab only one side of it, hand more than grazing the hot grill, leaving the other wide open for his opponent to get at it as he doesn't even have it off the grill yet...]

[ravelt]

[Haru's pierced his fork into the piece of meat, pulling at it and trying to wrest it from Vegeta's grasp!]

[misterbrief]

[He yanks on it back, with more strength than necessary...and instead of getting the piece of meat, it rips right in half!

Looking down, he sees he'd failed in taking the entire 'scrumptious morsel' from Haru, face twisted in an expression of rage. There's only one thing to do.

Shove his own piece in his mouth and chew angrily while glaring at Haru. This is how real men deal with their problems.]

[ravelt]

[Aww hell no, that's not gonna fly, Vegeta. Haru takes his half of the meat hunk and jams it into his own mouth, chewing just as angrily as Vegeta.]

[misterbrief]

[Finishing his own piece, he continues to stare right at the boy. But man, his stomach suddenly doesn't feel too good...

He's also starting to look a bit blue. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Clearly this is Haru's fault, somehow.]

[ravelt]

[...Yeah, he's starting to feel the same. His face is turning green, and his stomach is making horrific, almost demonic noises.

Clutching his stomach, Haru bolts off in the direction of the nearest bathroom.]

[misterbrief]

[He also, darts off to the nearest bathroom...in the same direction as Haru, since that's the only place he knows where the bathrooms are. It's enough to kill a guy, really.

Reaching the door, he will fight anyone trying to get in first. And he means anyone.]

[ravelt]

[Vegeta pls there are multiple toilets to vomit in. This is an amusement park bathroom, there are probably like 20 poorly kept toilet stalls.

And Haru is shoving his way in to make a beeline towards one of those.]