|EVENT| DEVIL FRUIT | ANGEL VEGGIE EATING CONTEST

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DEVIL FRUIT & ANGEL VEGGIE CONTEST
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Genbu and Behemoth have provided everyone with a divine feast to eat. With thousands of kinds of fruits and vegetables spread across endless amounts of tables. Though one issue, the supplier mixed up his product, and the prized devil fruit and angel vegetables have been mixed into the hundreds of fruits being eaten by unsuspecting guests. Though that's not the worst part, the provider for the fruit had his ordered tampered with as well, bandits must have gotten into the fruit, as its spoiled now, leaving anyone who eats the fruit with stomach arrest, and violent gas. People however risk eating the fruit to get a chance of being blessed with magical powers

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[Bishamon Jarret]

grumble grumble... The sound of a stomach crying out for food, hungry from all the competition and training as of lately. Threatening to turn inside out of something was not placed inside of it, and fast. So with that Bishamon found himself where his nose took him. Winding through tents, booths, and lots of people, to finally find his way to the tent he needed most. Well, he thought he needed most. He wanted meet, but there was no meat to be found as of yet.

What the ninja did find though were thousands of fruits and vegetables. He could handle a few of those to quell his hunger if even for a bit, until he could find his way to some real sustenance, some meat. The real dilemma now, was which ones to eat. He could eat a hundred of them right now, but not all of them seemed quite edible. Bishamon looked arounf, studying each succulent fruit or veggie, almost drooling. His mask getting wet, the only thing hiding the unsightly liquid from grossing people out.

Eventually, his eyes came upon a fruit or veggie that called to him. It was shaped like a lopsided star, but for some reason, despite it's weird shape, it was hard to resist. He thought it was interesting, unique, like he was. He lifted it up, rolled it around in his hands. It felt weird, almost... scaly? It was tough, strong, thick and heavy, but did not really have much of a smell. It was a pale beige color as well. Despite it's looks and feel, Bish had only hoped it was ripe, full of meet, and tasted good. Cause with a pop and light spurt of juice into his mouth. His teeth had sunk into the flesh of the fruit and or veggie, his stomach ready to receive it. Bishamon had now taken a rather large bite, chewed and swallowed.

[ZORAMOSA X. DELAROSA]

Behemoth Fair, it was never a good thing to have pirates gathered in one place throwing around their stolen money and ill gotten gains. Not that Zoramosa ever had a problem with underhanded methods to get what you want, but it was an order to patrol the area just in case something really fishy was going on. More work for Zoramosa meant less time to work on his own goals, and that's what really got to him today. He had many plans that needed addressing, like getting his fleet together and heading out to capture people like the very sponsors of this fair, and most importantly, using the newly found power he had acquired. If nothing else, he wanted to get the most out of his position before something happened that could get him removed from his position. Currently there was a more pressing issue though.

Zoramosa was hungry. It had been such a busy day that he hadn't the time to go find breakfast or lunch, so he was running on empty for the entire day. That was the good thing about fairs though, there was always the chance to find food. Pretzels, hot dogs, churros if he was lucky. There were plenty of exotic foods and flavors for him to shovel into his mouth until nothing would fit again. Sadly he hadn't come upon anything yet, and he was getting down to the end of his tolerance for hunger. Groaning as he walked, looking back and forth with desperation in his eyes, Zoramosa finally found what he was seeking. Laying eyes on a table filled with fruits and vegetables, he desperately clambered over to dig into the feast. The whole thing looked weird though. All the fruits were weird shapes and colors. He never was a fan of vegetables without being cooked, so he didn't really have much of a choice besides snagging one of the fruits first.

It was an odd fruit, the kind you would expect to find on a deserted island without civilized life. It had a very hard outer shell, but he could hear something squishing around inside it as he knocked on it. The surface was covered in green spots, pattering over a purple surface. The color scheme was something Zoramosa himself was very fond of. Unique and flashy, just like he preferred to think of himself, and matching just right with how he liked to think others see him. It would need to be cracked open it seemed before he could get anything out of it, so with a careful, yet powerful punch he cracked the shell and took a look at the inside of the fruit itself. It wasn't as unique as the outside, just being an orange squishy fruit like you would find in any other. So without another thought he bit into it, sucking in all the juices and devouring the flavorful insides before walking on. It was strangely more filling than he had figured it would be. Strange.

[Ichiryu Midora]

The man known as Ichiryu Midora, the mad gunner, sat at the table observing the large banquet of fruit and vegetables. However, something was off. These fruits did not look right to him. His eyes were keen. He focused and activated his wolf sense enabling him greater awareness over everything within 10 metres of himself. Everything stank to high heaven in his mind and what was worse was that it all looked even more terrible with his heightened awareness. However, he was hungry and right now this seemed to the only food on offer. His eyes passed over all the fruit looking for any that looked the least spoiled. After a while he picked four pieces of fruit/vegetable up. It was hard to tell. Looks wise these seemed odd, but they also didn't seem to be spoiled.

He quickly took a bite out of each one. Rather then eating it all straight away he was looking to find which one was the tastiest. It was truly difficult to decide. They were sweet, but the sweetness was so strong that it was foul. They were disgusting, but they still tasted better then most of the others smelt.

The objects he had picked were a bunch of purple berry like objects that were shaped like pyramid, a large orange sphere that looked like an oversized orange except for the strange pink veins running through it, a blue apple with a golden stem and an object that reminded him faintly of a tomato, except that it was golden in colour with strange green markings.

[Haruki Mithril]

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Haruki stared at the wide selection of fruits. Holy crap. He had never seen so much fruit in one place before. And all the different colors and shapes. However, he had to control himself. Scanning the vast selection of fruits, he walked around a bit, picking one here and one there. When he was finished picking them out, he had five fruits in his arms. And they were rather weird colored too. One were colored primary red, with blue stripes all over it, shaped like a apple. Another one were all white, shaped like grapes. And the third….was just plain weird. It looked like a friggen anchor, all greyish. The fourth made up for that, all rainbow colored and half-circle formed and shiz. And the last one….it was like holding air. It was so soft that he could almost not feel it. And if he did not know better, he would say it was transparent. Just weird.

Sitting down on a nearby bench, one of the many around the fair, Haruki held up the red/blue apple, and took a large bite out of it. It was quite sour. Like green apples. And sour candy. He swallowed it and began eating the rest of it, finishing it before he looked at the grape like fruit. Holding it up in front of him, he picked one off and threw it into his mouth, chewing it a little before swallowing it. He could not identify the taste, but he could tell that he liked it. So he kept eating them until it was only the thing that held the grapes left. And he did not eat it, because it tasted like plastic. He did however have no idea how he knew what plastic tasted like.

Looking at the anchor like fruit, he took a bite out of it, blinked, and swallowed. Weird. It had no taste at all. It was as if it blocked all his taste buds, making him unable to taste it. He shrugged, and ate it up. No need to waste food after all. But after he had eaten it all, he began coughing heavily for a couple of seconds before he looked at the remaining two. The rainbow one. It had to be finished quickly. Grabbing it, he took a large bite out of it, chewing once or twice before swallowing. Then, he coughed. Darn, it tasted bad. Like, seriously bad. Shaking his head, he grabbed the last one, no longer caring enough to check it out. It tasted almost like air. It was truly weird. Getting up from the bench, he stretched. Enough eating. Time to do something else.

[Ikachi]

Ikachi did not care what she ate. She was hungry, in fact she was ravenous. So without any real choice she crammed food into her mouth. Most of it tasted foul, but she didn't care. It filled her belly and that was all that mattered. In total she ate approximately seven objects of food before sitting back and relaxing. Her stomach hurt quite a bit, but she didn't care. She could deal with indigestion. Plus if she got ill she could always try to claim compensation from those running the event.

She had eaten the following food items: a green pyramid that reminded her of a pear for some reason, a black orb with white veins, a silver square with pink spots, an egg shaped rainbow coloured object, a star shaped object with markings that made it look like it was covered in eyes, a large gold potato and a gigantic banana that had bits sticking out of it. It looked like it had eyes, arms and legs. Truly an odd fruit. It tasted faintly of peanut bullet and jelly.

[Elias Church]

Behemoth were playing an extremely well ochestrated hand, Elias thought to himself. The people laughing and eating may not have seen it, but he did. If Genbu could win the hearts of the people, against the face of the World Government, it would surely begin an age of Piracy not seen in this world since the time of Gol D. himself. If he could bring the massess to his side, the iron fist of the Marines would crack and weaken. Church smirked to himself, moving through the waves of bodies with surprising ease. His own Devil Fruit abilities granting him passage. Money walked and money talked. Some things changed but others stayed the same. So long as he was there, what was the harm in joining in and sampling the gifts given by Behemoth?

Everyone the could listen heard the call of the unimaginably rare and valuable fruis and vegetables that were said to lie amongst the ingredients. Bringing with them anyone and everyone with the hope of finding greatness. That diamond in the rough. And in a sense, Eli was no different. Finding himself atop a sturdy stall selling bits and bobs, Church could see everything around him, the people, the fruit. He could feel the familiar rumble of hunger growing in his stomach and could do nothing to the frenzy that was about to ensue.

Having something of insider knowledge when it came to matters such as these, Eli kept his eye out for catching colours and designs. But most important, that God-awfully foul taste. With a short breath, Eli began his fray, reaching out with the aid of his portals to snatch and grab every fruit in his immediate vicinity, taking a bite and throwing it to the wayside. Knowing all it took was one bite. Elias possessed the endurance and the strength of will to bite, munch, chew, chomp and devour an uncountable number of fruit, and the means to do so in a ridiculously short space of time. Root vegetables with bizarre lighting like streaks. Shirked pinapples that seemed to be on fire. Onions with tiny white wings.

In honesty, Church lost count.

[MELLO]

Mello found himself sauntering into the Behemoth Fair. Loguetown in itself was already a vast town of piracy and civilians alike, but it seemed that tonight it was even bigger. As of recently Severus had brought to light Mello's need for power, how he lacked a devil fruit or haki, but in his own right the emerald haired doctor wasn't truly suited for battle, but nevertheless he would be needed.

By the luck of the gods Mello had come across a huge group of people stuffing their faces with fruits and vegetables, all of which with a wide assortment of colors. Instantly the first mates stomach began to grumble so he took a seat in front of the giant pile and began to pig out. Fruits and vegetables of all kinds were nowhere near safe from the onslaught of Mello the Emerald Toad. His iron stomach could easily fit a grand feast which at the moment seemed to be these fruits and vegetables.

All kinds of colors and shapes filled the pirates mouth. Beats of strange purple, giant strawberries of green, and one of the strangest things Mello bit into was a rutabaga of electric yellow color. Along with these he chomped down out of pinks and blues and grays, and a myriad of other fruits and vegetables in the hopes of filling his gullet.

[Jack D. Bane]

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[DMITRI FAUSTO]

Behemoth Fair, how suspicious of the Behemoth pirates. Why were they being hosts to a fair. Dmitri found this very odd and confusing. Were they just doing this just so the town would be happy. That they could make friends with other pirates. Having friends around the world is a good thing. That way if these people become something just as powerful. They'd be in there good graces, wouldn't they. Dmitri wondered if the Behemoth had any dark plans behind this joyful fair. It could be to do with some evil plot. Maybe there going to poison everyone. Lessening the crowed of possible powerful pirates. Though its not like anyone is more powerful than the Behemoths boss. Which could mean its just a fun day for everyone. It could be anything but its probably nothing bad.

Dmitri's stomached whined and gargled as it was alerting him. Telling him to go eat some delicious but healthy food. Dmitri wondered around for maybe an hour or two. Arriving at some sort of feast where other people were eating at. There were fruits and vegetables spread across the table. That seemed very healthy, though a lot of citric which really isn't good for your teeth. Dmitri looked around the area. Wondering if he really should be harming his teeth with this much citric. Having shifty eyes as he sat down. Starring down a strange looking fruit he grabs it. Smelling it at first, just incase it was gross. But nothing hit his smelling sensors.

It was non-sented. His brow raised and his shoulders shrugged. Placing the fruit down on a plate. He uses his boe knife to slice pieces off of the fruit. Eating each slice from his blade. It tasted sour, yet smooth. Just like the taste of a mixture between kiwi and mango. Or maybe dark chocolate mixed with cherry's from a jar. It was so weird tasting but he'll power on threw. He already had his eyes on another strange looking fruit. Or maybe it was a vegetable. Where on earth was this feast from anyway.

[Yonkou Suzaku]

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[ZERO STONE]

Zero made for the dining hall said to be a feast for all that had entered the fair, a reward one could say for going through the endless trials that lay within the fair. They were here to test the many women and man that came to see if they were able for the fun things but dangerous in some cases. A risk was in it wherever they went while they were within the deadly fair.

Taking a step into it as he noticed the many men inside already feasting upon the odd vegetables and fruits that were laid out upon the long table which was made for a large amount of people but with such a desire to have fun he sat in a corner observing the many others that were inside here.

Some began to ate like monsters with odd appetites such as himself but it was interesting see how much they could consume total as he made a mental note of counting the number of vegetables and fruits they were eating in moments. Some were eating in an odd fashion while some eat with a discretion on there face, did they know something that Zero didn't?

He took a seat as he noticed some sort of fruit before him. It was violet and many swirls on it similar to an 's'. With a stem sticking out from the top and its spherical shape. Him, a wanderer of sea's never noticed a fruit such as this, maybe one of the rumored fruits that give magical abilities? The stem plagued the idea that this fruit must have been poisonous.

Moving his hand over it, curious about the taste of such a fruit as he picked it up. He glanced at the many swirls and back at the table which had much more exotic fruits and vegetables, the pirate was questioning himself. Well there was no bother for the young pirate who deemed this fruit safe to eat after a couple of moments of thinking it over.

Taking a bite with his perfectly aligned teeth, a foul and sickening taste overcome him as he began to chew the pieces of the fruit in his mouth. Disgust was one way someone could describe Zero's expression as he continued to eat into it.

He was already risking a lot when entering this fair, could it somehow be rewarding to the self proclaimed Pirate King?

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[ARTHURIA ZENITH]

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[Kabuto]

How was he to take part in this event? It just didn't seem possible. He was a cyborg designed for navigation and combat. However, he had entered and was merely sitting there and staring at the food. After a while he grabbed some random pieces of food and threw them into the air slicing them to pieces and letting the juice soak onto his body. Perhaps that was a way he could 'eat' the food for this contest. That was the only way he could see. It would be interesting to see the results. Perhaps the absorbtion of this liquid would be a way for him to feel more human. Not that he particularly cared.

[morgan black]

The smell of weed would travel through the air as a young male with red hair and eyes to match walked into the room with all the veggies and fruits. Obviously, he had the munchies, and was looking for something to sate his hunger. The young man was a musician, as was evident by the guitar on his back. Anyone who came up to him and asked, would be rewarded with a quick song and a cheerful song at that. He believed with all of his heart that music was the answer to any problem.

He also believed that he might get lucky some day and run across a devil fruit or angel veggie in his travels. He hoped, prayed that he might get lucky tonight, that someone had slipped up and left one in this tent full of eatables. He hoped he would get it at all. It did not matter to him what, anything would do.

However that was likely a long shot, but it did not keep him from hoping. With desire in his heart, Morgan sat down and picked out a very round, scaly looking fruit/veggie with black lines and golden leaves. Something about this repulsed yet attracted him. What was the worst that could happen? A bad stomach ache? Morgan liked adventure and thrills, so much that he dived right in and took a big bite of it.