another food live

[fullbodied]

Who: North, Silver, and you
Where: The cafe
When: 149 morning to afternoon

[live button pressed, and there is North and Silver with... a roulette wheel behind them with... mystery foods on it? hm]

Gooooood Morniiiiiiing~ Imeeji~

So, I got this great idea, after the dessert competition. What about a food roulette? See who can stomach anything we throw at them?

I'm game if you are... unless you're scared~

And the winner might even get a mystery prize.

Who knows.

See ya soon, unless, you know. You can't handle it.

No judgment.

Comments

[shutthefoxup]

Ahhhhh. Yeah, I had to build up a pretty good tolerance once I arrived here. I'll give you a heads up warning, if you want it?

[mind_blown]

Nah.

Dumb decisions get me extra points, so I'll live.

[shutthefoxup]

As you wish, I'd hate to ruin the points for you. Have another go at the wheel then? That can oooonly end well, right?

[mind_blown]

You're so understanding.

Don't know what I'd do.

[he's going to spin the wheel again.

this time, he gets: chicken wings]

[shutthefoxup]

Chicken wings! I'd be willing to double down on prizes if you do chicken wings challenge mode though.

[mind_blown]

Alright, you're on.

[shutthefoxup]

[Setting out four bottles of hot sauce]

[mind_blown]

[watching them carefully]

So, what are the rules?

[shutthefoxup]

Each wing will get progressively hotter. First person to even REACH for the milk loses. Sound fair?

[mind_blown]

Alright.

Let's go, pretty sure I can take you on this.

[shutthefoxup]

Never underestimate a jock. First wing, let's go!

[mind_blown]

[TIME TO DOUSE IT IN THE FIRST SAUCE

it's fine he looks like he has no reaction]

Am I under-estimating you?

[shutthefoxup]

No clue.

[Eating his wing easily, no signs of distress]

Not like I can know what your estimation of me and my abilities is.

[mind_blown]

I don't have much of an estimation of anything.

[he tosses the wing back into the basket, and reaches for the second sauce]

Well-- okay. Not entirely true. But not relevant for an eating competition.

[shutthefoxup]

You can tell me as my prize for when I win this hot wing contest.

[Second wing time! This sauce is definitely noticeably hotter, but not TOO bad yet]

[mind_blown]

[and yet, he's not having any reaction! it's like he's just eating a normal wing]

Gonna need to be more specific, you know.

[shutthefoxup]

Specific? Too specific and you may not have anything to say.

You seem to be doing all right! Do you like spicy food?

[mind_blown]

Going too broad isn't going to make it that much better. I just said it wasn't entirely true.

[a pause]

I'm actually not a huge fan of spicy things. At all. Just learned that one.

[shutthefoxup]

You're in for a treat on the next one then. Apologies in advance.

[mind_blown]

I said I didn't like it, not that I couldn't handle it.

Bring it on.

[shutthefoxup]

Sassy! All right, bring on the third sauce.

[mind_blown]

[HE'S DEFINITELY EATING IT.

and he doesn't seem to show much reaction, besides the ~slightest~ of grimaces.]

Well?

[shutthefoxup]

[Sniffles. Runny nose get.]

Hoo....that one is rough.

[mind_blown]

Rough is... a good way to describe it, yeah.

[shutthefoxup]

I wish I could say there's a flavor, but all I'm getting is heat.