Post by Fennec on Apr 27, 2020 13:14:13 GMT -5
Charley looked onward at the pies being wheeled in by the cute women, he tilted his head eyeing the pies although maybe he also eyed the women bit as well. In the end, his eyes were on the pies for the most part. The baker in him couldn't help but wonder what the quality of these cream pies was like.
A smug look came over his face as he fixed his bow tie sneering a the ties that now made up much of the table. That's when his partner approached him, Shotaro... he had almost forgotten this would be a team effort. He couldn't help but nod in agreement with his teammates' statement! Indeed they'd be in this one together, Charley crossed his fingers in hopes of a win this one even with the odds stacked against him.
"Well met Morishi Shotaro, I am Charlemagne Quinn Hatter! But please, call me Charley."
The gentleman removed his top hat and bowed respectfully. He then stuck out his white-gloved hands for a handshake. Although Shotaro seemed a bit distracted, there was an odd look on his face one that seemed a bit uncomfortable... like he'd heard something. Charley narrowed his eyes straightening himself out.
"Is everything alright Shotaro?"
He asked, he didn't really expect a coherent answer but he decided it was the right thing to do anyway. After all, he couldn't have his peer going mad in the middle of this game! Charley let out a sigh, walking toward the table set with pies... he took a seat and began to dig in! It seemed some had begun to feast on the cream pies almost immediately with little to no warning. Charley began to eat himself, the pies were nothing special if anything as a rich actor he had, had better before.
This was not to say the pies were bad... if anything they were ok and better than anything he had expected. Then again Charley's view of the pies being mediocre was probably due to his own preference of fruit or vegetable-based pies rather than sugary creamy ones. In the end, this did not torture... at least not for now. The effects of overeating would definitely be very much like torture. Rince, the boy just in front of him, on the other hand, seemed to not care about the future if anything it seemed like he was enjoying himself the most out of the whole crew.
"My my my! We have some big eaters here! Look at Mr. Weasel go! SHIMA! But this is not over yet! Let's see what the others have in store! My money is on the big guy!"
Shimawaru commented, he pointed his fingers at the frog-like man who was eating at the pies furiously. A man as large as himself would typically have the advantage in this scenario but... like always there is more than one way to cut the cake... or in this case pie and in the end, victory was given to whoever found the nugget. Not, who ate the most pies.
A smug look came over his face as he fixed his bow tie sneering a the ties that now made up much of the table. That's when his partner approached him, Shotaro... he had almost forgotten this would be a team effort. He couldn't help but nod in agreement with his teammates' statement! Indeed they'd be in this one together, Charley crossed his fingers in hopes of a win this one even with the odds stacked against him.
"Well met Morishi Shotaro, I am Charlemagne Quinn Hatter! But please, call me Charley."
The gentleman removed his top hat and bowed respectfully. He then stuck out his white-gloved hands for a handshake. Although Shotaro seemed a bit distracted, there was an odd look on his face one that seemed a bit uncomfortable... like he'd heard something. Charley narrowed his eyes straightening himself out.
"Is everything alright Shotaro?"
He asked, he didn't really expect a coherent answer but he decided it was the right thing to do anyway. After all, he couldn't have his peer going mad in the middle of this game! Charley let out a sigh, walking toward the table set with pies... he took a seat and began to dig in! It seemed some had begun to feast on the cream pies almost immediately with little to no warning. Charley began to eat himself, the pies were nothing special if anything as a rich actor he had, had better before.
This was not to say the pies were bad... if anything they were ok and better than anything he had expected. Then again Charley's view of the pies being mediocre was probably due to his own preference of fruit or vegetable-based pies rather than sugary creamy ones. In the end, this did not torture... at least not for now. The effects of overeating would definitely be very much like torture. Rince, the boy just in front of him, on the other hand, seemed to not care about the future if anything it seemed like he was enjoying himself the most out of the whole crew.
"My my my! We have some big eaters here! Look at Mr. Weasel go! SHIMA! But this is not over yet! Let's see what the others have in store! My money is on the big guy!"
Shimawaru commented, he pointed his fingers at the frog-like man who was eating at the pies furiously. A man as large as himself would typically have the advantage in this scenario but... like always there is more than one way to cut the cake... or in this case pie and in the end, victory was given to whoever found the nugget. Not, who ate the most pies.