APPLE BOBBING CONTEST

[catposting]

WHO: Rose & you
WHERE: Near Woolie Town, in a patch of open pasture
WHEN: Day 4, afternoon

[You might be wondering what Rose is up to over here, but not for very long! Chant steps forward and waves her arm cheerily. The wave is accompanied by the sound of invisible trumpets heralding her announcement. Her voice booms out over the pasture as if she was speaking into a magical megaphone.]

Hello! We're setting up a little contest! A bobbing for apples contest, to be precise! The prize is—Blood Fiend, what did you say the prize was again? …That's right, the prize is all the apples you can grab with your mouth! And this, um, rustic flower crown! It's handmade! Out of real roses!

[The flower crown she brandishes does indeed appear to have been handmade, out of real roses. Just…not very well.]

How was that, Blood Fiend?

[She clears her throat and turns off the magical megaphone.]

I mean, how was that, Blood Fiend?

Did you have to— [Exasperated tail swish.] That was perfect. Thanks.

[Blood Fiend is perched nearby on a clump of hay, a medium sized tub full of water in front of him. He looks absolutely delighted to be here, in the jester’s seat, demonstrating how to bob apples. Why wouldn’t he be?

Floating in the tub are fifteen apples. Around the tub are three empty clumps of hay, clearly intended as seats. Behind Blood Fiend is a pajama sack full of even more apples! Try to steal them, I dare you.

To anyone close by:]

So, what are you waiting for? Come play! It’ll be fun~ ♪

[Once more, that booming voice.]

It'll be fun! ☆

[IC RULES: Angel Devil will be handing out note cards! They’re handwritten! Go bug him, he also definitely looks like he wants to be here.]

[OOC RULES: Blood Fiend intends for four participants to race at once, but knowing timezones and schedules the little rascals around here – there’s no way it’ll happen that cleanly lmao. And Red didn’t specify four people playing at once...

So! As long as your character is competing with at least one other person for two IC minutes it’s fine. Either tag Blood Fiend for a 1v1, or tag someone else/another group and Blood Fiend will referee. He doesn’t have a watch, so you’ll have to trust his counting skills.

(I will try my best to chip in with time remaining etc. but if I’m not around feel free to handwave start/end! Expect Rose to make fun of you if you cheat, though.)

DETERMINING WINNERS: Feel free to work it out ICly/flip a coin yourselves. Or bug a Rose member and have Nadeko them arbitrarily decide for you.]

Comments

[finalbows]

_{[ oops ]}

[catposting]

[ YOU HAD ONE JOB ]

[rugpull]

Aw nuts...!

[as he gathers all the apples he collected into his arms his now]

[catposting]

[ wiping the water off his face ]

Hey, question. Would you say you eat more than the average person here?

[rugpull]

Enh....when I'm able, yeah. Food's expensive.

[catposting]

[ lowers voice a little ]

And you've never had food poisoning?

[ look, you can not NEED to eat and still miss the taste of food. orz ]

[rugpull]

Hyenas got strong bellies.

[catposting]

Heh. Good to hear.

[ technically him too but he's still paranoid. imagine being incapacitated by magic unhealable food poisoning of all things, that's mortifying ]

[rugpull]

Too bad that I lost...

[catposting]

There's no round limit, you know. As long as we have enough apples, there's nothing to stop you from going again.

[ dreading the thought of going again ]

[rugpull]

I'm down for another go.

1/2

[catposting]

All right. [ Biscuit why. ] But let me try something new this time.

[ waits for teammate to refill the tub, then turns to a nearby sheep ]

Hey, you. Repeat: "Ready, get set...go!"

[catposting]

[ good job, sheep! it's go time!! ]

[rugpull]

[time for Ruggie to go to town

dicebot says he wins with 16 apples NOM NOM NOM]

1/?

[catposting]

[ around the 2 minute mark: ]

Psst, say "120... stop!"

[catposting]

done

[catposting]

[ smh. fine, he'll do it himself. at least Angel Devil didn't hit him in the face this time!! ]

Nice job, kid.

[ VISIBLE RELIEF ]

[rugpull]

[eating an apple, core and all]

Thanks...!

[tail waggies]

[pleasantmisery]

[Blood Fiend has alerted her that they have a winner, so when Ruggie has a free moment, she will come over and brandish the flower crown at him]

Congratulations! The rose crown is yours!

[finalbows]

Twenty-six apples bobbed in total. A crown-worthy number indeed.



_{[ leaning over to Funky Shadow Fiend to whisper ]
is he going to eat this too?}

[finalbows]

_{[ bless you, biscuit. ]}

[rugpull]

[hes a good boy]

[finalbows]

<sub>[ angel devil's score notes for this round lmfao

Biscuit: |||| ||||
Cat: |||| |||

except when he realizes not every apple he saw Biscuit's head pop up with actually... survived... it becomes...

Biscuit: (chaotic scribbling), |||| ||
Cat: |||| ||| ]</sub>

[catposting]

[ glares at u

ONE JOB BTW ]

[rugpull]