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Day 0
Jan 9, 2017 9:49:34 GMT
Post by instantsy on Jan 9, 2017 9:49:34 GMT
Shopping District/Near The Suspicious Food Truck
Sunday looked up at this new face before him. A seat? Next to me?
"Sure."
2's company isn't it?
Sunday holds out his popcorn to the mystery man to offer him some, "Popcorn?"
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Day 0
Jan 9, 2017 18:05:37 GMT
Post by melcaroni on Jan 9, 2017 18:05:37 GMT
The Hungry Wolf Food Truck:
The Chef glanced at Simon as he worked, his eyes not anywhere near the grill he was working on. From inside the truck, the boy could smell some... interesting... combinations of fruit, vegetables, meat... And smoke. Mostly smoke. What little he could make out of the inside was just as grimy as the exterior. A clock ticked on the back wall inside, and ingredients hung from the ceiling like puppets suspended on strings-- Whenever the Chef seemed to need one, he'd whip out his large 'chef's knife' and hack it down with ease, before tossing it into his 'wok'.
He did not appear to have a single other person working with him in the truck.
"The name is Joro Ono, actually. You may know me from my spot on 'Tokyo's Top Attractions' back in 1973." The Chef replied, scraping his knives against each other as he worked. "Our menu is on the side right there, so--"
His words and attention were drawn to this new spinning figure dancing outside his truck-- A dandy-looking fellow in a cape of feathers! Ono squinted at the strange man as Monty Hall began to weave words with his verbal spinnerets, asking the Chef to abscond from his spot on the street?
The Chef sneered. He was being asked to leave? Wonderful. This could only mean one thing: The Food Truck was the biggest threat on the block.
"Oh, you've come to beg me to leave, groveling like a deer begging the lion not to pounce upon it? Let me tell you something!"
Suddenly, Ono struck a pose, brandishing his chef's knife in one hand and placing a hand in front of his face dramatically.
"There is only one thing that I, Joro Ono, enjoy more than watching my rivals grovel in fear at my feet-- And that is the satisfied praise; nay, WORSHIP, of my satisfied customers, crooning like songbirds who have feasted upon the mana of God!"
The Chef thrust his knife at the Marquis of Meats, like a dragon facing down its rival tiger. "But why don't I give you a challenge? Why not make this interesting? The only thing that I, Joro Ono, enjoy more than watching my rivals grovel in fear at my feet is watching my rivals be crushed under my heel in front of an audience! I challenge you to a 'competition'..."
Joro's knife moved to Simon, the next in line. "And this customer shall be our 'Judge'! If he judges your food as superior, I'll do as you say-- In fact, you personally, may drive my truck to wherever you see fit! But, if not..."
Joro suddenly tossed his knife into the air, twirling it dramatically-- Before suddenly snapping his mouth shut and catching the blade between his teeth, his eyes flaring with CULINARY POWER. He then thrust both arms at Monty dramatically, nailing him with DOUBLE FINGER GUNS.
"...Then *you* shall be the one closing your business! Immediately, like a fly being splattered across a wall before it comprehends the idea of a flyswatter! I've demanded 'satisfaction', like Aaron Burr challenging Alexander Hamilton after his campaign for Governor! This is a 'duel'!"
How he managed to say that with a knife in his mouth was rather impressive.
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Day 0
Jan 10, 2017 3:18:48 GMT
Post by DreadLasagnaArchduke on Jan 10, 2017 3:18:48 GMT
Shopping District, By the Food Truck
"Well, well! Seems like somebody thinks he's got some big boots! Well, let me tell you, cousin..."
He spun three times, before punctuating it with an expertly executed finger gun with his back turned. Not nearly as impressive as he'd liked, but impressive enough. He'd have to see about getting those roller blade things installed on the bottom of his boots. There had to be someone who carried them around here...
"...There's a reason the Marquis's stuck around so long! We're practically an institution in this old town! Our burgers are the finest around!" he pulled off his shades dramatically, as several employees of the Marquis began to watch.
"So, I've got a condition to your competition, brother! How's about you head in there, and I'll buy you a meal. I guarantee it's the best you'll ever have! If it isn't, then we'll give you your duel, but I'm telling ya, it's the best you'll ever have! What do say, pally-pal?" Two more spins, and he extended his hand for a handshake.
The employees began to clap a bit, seemingly confused about the whole situation, but still wanting to cheer him on.
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Day 0
Jan 10, 2017 5:01:26 GMT
Post by instantsy on Jan 10, 2017 5:01:26 GMT
Food Truck War Zone
It seems things are heating up already. That's not good, it's only a little past 7 AM so if it gets any hotter Sunday might have to take off his sweater vest.
Also clash of culinary artists seems to be getting going too.
Sunday stifled a chuckle, he had heard around town about some snobby rich white haired kid, a Mr. Delaueva. And this kid seemed to fit the bill, which to him made the whole thing hilarious.
Those two were gonna have a cook off and the judge is some tasteless rich kid? Classic. I hope he tastes both dishes and then makes some snide remark about how a dying rat wouldn't eat either before getting into an absurdly long limo to go home and eat what he would no doubt call, 'real food'.
Sunday cups his right hand around his mouth and yells out; "This duel sounds half baked."
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Day 0
Jan 10, 2017 7:23:49 GMT
Post by melcaroni on Jan 10, 2017 7:23:49 GMT
Hungry Wolf Food Truck:
"What!?" Ono snarled incredulously, removing the knife from betwixt his teeth. "You can't just add conditions onto the conditions! The gauntlet has been 'thrown', you feathered fop, so prepare to dine or leave my sight. I've only allowed you this far because I relish the chance to 'crush' your soul in single culinary combat. You appeared before me, and presented yourself, so now prepare to face the consequences, like a starving hyena who's set foot into the den of a lion!"
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Day 0
Jan 11, 2017 2:32:04 GMT
Post by DreadLasagnaArchduke on Jan 11, 2017 2:32:04 GMT
Food Truck Arena
He retracted the hand extended for a handshake into a finger gun again. "I see how it is!"
"I've kind of got to beg to differ, amigo! There I am, minding my own business, talking to this awesome guy over here..." Another spin, a finger gun pointed at Sunday, and a wink.
"...And you roll on up! That's the appearing part, if I'm not wrong. Plus, I don't think I've given you my name yet, so that's the presenting part! Guilty on two counts, bro!" Finger gun.
"Speaking of presenting myself, I really should get around to that! From the folks from around here, I should be a familiar enough face! For those who don't know me..." Spin. "...The name is Monty Hall, restaurateur, entrepreneur, philanthropaneur, and all-around, a pretty decent guy, from what people tell me!"
"Wrong on a third count, buddy-boy, but this time not in the facts sense... Did you even ask him if he wanted to judge this whole thing? Seems to me, he's not the kind of guy who likes to be decided for!" Finger gun at Simon.
"Three strikes, cowpoke! Usually, that's not good news!" he put his shades back on, only to flourish them off dramatically again. Scattered claps from the group of employees. "Let's hear from His Honor himself before agreeing to anything!"
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Day 0
Jan 11, 2017 4:20:35 GMT
Post by The Agnolotti Raichu on Jan 11, 2017 4:20:35 GMT
The Hungry Wolf:
As the two culinary Kaisers squared off with their words, Simon was having a hard time figuring out what was less unbearable: Ono's similes, or Hall's gestures. Seriously, that man was going to make himself dizzy, and more importantly, ruin that cloak of his! Seriously! Did he have any idea of the value of a cloak like that?!
Oh. He was being asked if he actually wanted to judge this affair. Simon whipped out his pocketwatch again. He didn't even know why he cared what time it was, or even if he did care what time it was. He just liked flaunting the thing.
"Hmm. I suppose I could indulge, if free food is being offered... even if it's all garbage scraped from the streets..." Seriously, a fast food chain... fighting a food truck that upon a cursory glance would fail a health inspection. Simon wondered if this was what all poor people subsisted on.
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Day 0
Jan 11, 2017 8:33:21 GMT
Post by melcaroni on Jan 11, 2017 8:33:21 GMT
The Hungry Wolf Food Truck:
The Chef scoffed. "I've heard your name, Monty Hall! That 'Hall Company' of yours is well-known, and I always look into my competitors."
"Your family has a pretty 'great' reputation... But just like a game of 'Monopoly', when a player is bankrupted after landing on a space with three hotels..." Joro smirked, stroking his pointed mustache. "I shall crush you and 'take' that 'reputation' from your family! And as for your declaration..."
Ono reached into his chef's apron, and emerged with a faded blue piece of paper bearing the Morioh Town Crest upon it, and proceeded to present it out his window. He handled the paper daintily, carefully, as if the paper were a precious heirloom that could not be replaced.
"You must recognize this, yes?" Ono said, waving the paper at Hall, "It's a 'permit' from 'Town Hall' to sell my food on this street. So long as I have this, I can place my truck freely. You think you can scare me off that easily? Nay, the only way to get me to leave is to put something of 'equal value' on the line."
Ono folded the paper and slipped it back into his apron.
"SO!" He declared, his eyes burning with passion, "Monty Hall! If you do not intend to 'duel'... Then leave!"
The intensity of his stare was so great that it seemed to fill the air with a burning smell...
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Day 0
Jan 11, 2017 10:30:21 GMT
Post by instantsy on Jan 11, 2017 10:30:21 GMT
Food Truck War Zone
"Equal value?" Sunday wonders aloud, he cups his hand around his mouth again; "I thought you guys were supposed to raise the 'steaks'!" he calls out.
"After all, a fight like this is pretty, 'rare'!"
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Day 0
Jan 11, 2017 22:42:46 GMT
Post by DreadLasagnaArchduke on Jan 11, 2017 22:42:46 GMT
Food Truck Battle Arena
"...I like that one!" Once more, finger gun at Sunday. He put his shades back on.
"Gotta love the local bureaucracy! Why, it's them who gave my pops permission to build the Marquis!" Spin.
"So, His Honor's up to lend his verdict, you're not gonna even try the Marquis Meal I was gonna buy you, and you've got legal permission to be here... I guess what I'm trying to say about your offer is..."
"No deal, bro-chacho!" Two spins.
"Much as I love the moxie you've got, and the facial hair ain't half bad, I'm not gonna put my pride and joy on the line against some dude I just met! You've got to be kidding me! As long as you've got the paperwork, I'm fine letting you sit around here for a while! Just know who's the sheriff around these parts..." He shot an irritated glance and a frown at the Burger Sheriff, before flashing a grin again. "...And you can run your little operation! We'll still be here, right around the corner if you ever want that Marquis Meal!" Finger guns. "Ain't that right, guys?" He spun to face his employees.
The crowd of employees, having been distracted by conversation among themselves, suddenly began clapping excitedly at this. "That goes for the rest of you as well! And just for being a good crowd today, coupons!" He reached into his pockets and began to toss them up into the air.
"It's good to be the Marquis." He grinned.
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Day 0
Jan 12, 2017 18:32:26 GMT
Post by Try Biển Noodles on Jan 12, 2017 18:32:26 GMT
On the Hunt For a Pervert
Ryouhei turned his head to the girl in the school uniform. "So you are searching for a perp as well?". Turning his head to address Nicole, he spoke with firm reassurance. "I see you could use another eye on these streets as well." Now addressing both of them,"Perhaps we can be mutually beneficial to one another then. You help me find who I am looking for and I will do everything I can to help you." With a smile, Ryouhei put a thumb up and positioned himself between the two ladies, showing the sketch to them. "
With a smile, Ryouhei put a thumb up and positioned himself between the two ladies, showing the sketch to them. "Reports say that this man has been seen peeping on ladies with a telescope in the residential district."
In Front Of Conductor
"Trains are pretty cool, but not as cool as planes!" The weird kid proclaimed holding his RC plane close to him. "If you can truly take me anywhere, I want you to take me to all the coolest places I can fly my plane!" With that, the kid pulled out a wad of paper yen equal to roughly one-hundred USD from his bathing suit pocket. Some people passing expressed shock seeing a sorry-looking kid handling so much money. "Well, aren't you gonna take me to those spots?"
Beach
The anchorman turned around with a menacing glare. As he his eyes met the father's he tilted his head and gave a charming smile. "I apologise, sir. I was lost in my own world and didn't see you there. Now if you excuse me, I have someplace to be, so I must really get on my way.:
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Day 0
Jan 13, 2017 0:48:33 GMT
Post by gotMCRNI7 on Jan 13, 2017 0:48:33 GMT
Near Police Station
Mimi leaned in to look at the sketch. "Hm..." She wasn't sure if she recognized him. He might've been at the same school as her? But she never really interacted with her classmates enough to check their faces. Though if he was just some street perv, she might not have had any need to help find the guy. Still, she did say she would help. And this could be a good opportunity to get close to a police officer. If nothing else, there was a chance present here that she could take advantage of.
"Alright," she said. "You said he's been snooping around the residential area? Sounds like a plan. Let's hustle before he gets away."
Mimi popped her neck and moved towards the residential area. She looked back at the other two. "You coming or what?"
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Day 0
Jan 13, 2017 1:24:52 GMT
Post by melcaroni on Jan 13, 2017 1:24:52 GMT
The Hungry Wolf Food Truck:
The coupons danced through the air, fluttering down like petals as the customers who had been chewing on their meals from the Hungry Wolf quickly put aside their plates and bowls to grab hold of the coupons. The good folk of Morioh knew a deal when they saw one and would not let discounts go to waste. The street goers were taken with the flashy coupons and peacock-dressed man.
Joro Ono couldn't believe this-- HIS customers, his "worshippers" being taken in by this man right in front of him!? It was like the followers of Zeus bowing down to Poseidon in his own temple! From now on, he'd have to use his Stand to defeat Monty... His food stand, of course.
Monty Hall... It seems you and I are 'enemies' from now on. But between the two of us, I shall be victorious-- Because this 'truck' of mine is all I own, all I have to lose... I have not the prestigious 'family name' you do, nor the 'wealth' of your company... But what I do have is 'hunger'! And in the culinary arts, it is the 'hungriest' who survives!
"Hey!" Someone cried, pointing towards smoke rising from within the Food Truck, "Something's burning in there!"
Joro Ono's eyes widened, and he whirled around-- The meat he'd been boiling on the stovetop was still there, burnt to a crisp and now a burning, smoldering crisp alight in the truck.
"OHH NOOO!" Ono cried, hurriedly rushing to the stove, disappearing from the window view as the truck shook with frantic vigor. The sound of clattering and frantic scraping filled the air as the Chef tried desperately to salvage his ingredients.
The Hungry Wolf, it seemed, would be occupied for a while longer.
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Day 0
Jan 13, 2017 1:55:34 GMT
Post by instantsy on Jan 13, 2017 1:55:34 GMT
Food Truck Avoided War Zone
The battle was over before it began, what a shame.
What more was there to say... actually.
Sunday checks his watch. There was still time for one more quip.
"Now that's what I call; turning up the heat!" he yells out.
Outside Police Station
Nicole smiles to Mimi.
"Of course! I'll follow you anywhere."
with that, Nicole walks after Mimi
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Day 0
Jan 13, 2017 4:23:34 GMT
Post by DreadLasagnaArchduke on Jan 13, 2017 4:23:34 GMT
The Hungry Wolf
Another spin, and he smiled and pointed double finger guns at Joro. "I'll be seeing you around, my man! Offer's always on the table!"
"Now then... You guys need to get back to that whole thing, don't ya?" he spun to face his employees. "Thanks for all the support, my people! But now that we've got our first crowd of the day, we've got to be ready to take care of them. Ain't that right?" Wink.
"Yep, Mr. Hall! Right on it! You've got it, sir!" replied the employees, as they returned to the restaurant to deal with the sudden influx of customers.
"Heh heh heh... I gotta hand it to you, pally! You really lent me a hand there!" Another finger gun at Joro as the crowd subsided. He reached into his pocket and tossed more coupons towards Simon and Sunday. "A little something extra for you there, Your Honor! And for you too, bud!" Spin.
"I believe I had financial business to attend to! Important stuff or something like that!"
Town Central
"........."
She kept looking down at the strange boy and the offer of money. This was way too much for him to be giving her for just a tour.
"Keep the cash. Don't worry about it." She ran a gloved hand through her hair.
The Last Express began to appear behind her, a somewhat ominous train whistle sounding with a menacing chuckle following it.
"All aboard, I guess." She held on to the side of the Express, transporting herself and the boy to the Bay District.
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