Denny's Meme

[memezillamods]

 It's late. Like, 3 AM late.
You're hungry. You're bored.
But nothing is open.
Except Denny's.


RULES

1. Post to the meme.
2. Find somebody to eat with. Figure out why you'd do this to yourself.
3. What even is "Moons Over My Hammy?" 

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[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Crowley's only half way through his first stack. He's actually impressed. ]

Would you like to put a further wager on the outcome of this battle? [ He takes a sip of water before digging in to the rest of the stack. ]

[neetfreak]

[aw man, where are those brothers at? they all love gambling!]

What kind? [he bounces in his seat. well, if they didn't come here to support him, he'd take all the winnings for himself. aw yea]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Crowley didn't even have to tempt Jyushimatsu. Crowley wasn't going to bet on who would make it to 100 first, though, if Jyushimatsu didn't pace himself, Crowley didn't believe he would make it. Crowley finished of his first stack. ]

Don't start eating the second stack until mine comes out. But I wager, I could eat the second stack faster.

[neetfreak]

[HMMMM. on first glance, this seems like an easy win. but Jyushimatsu doesn't think he'll be able to eat the second stack as fast as he ate the first one. he's not full, but he isn't hungry anymore. those pancakes are starting to grow in his stomach.

but still, he might be able to eat faster than this guy, with his indoor sunglasses. he looks around for a second, trying to spot his brothers. no one around, then back to Crowley] You're on!

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Crowley knows he's going to regret this, but this will be an easy win for him. ]

And what should the prize be?

[neetfreak]

[Jyushi was thinking money. but wait... he could bid on anything! what about beer? or xxx magazines?

...well, he could use money to buy those things] 5000 yen! [money trumps all!]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Money could indeed buy those things. Crowley does a bit of mental math, he's used to the British pound when he uses money. What was the current exchange rate something like 150 to 160 yen to the pound? So about 31 to 34 pounds? ]

Agreed. [ He holds out his hand, of course you need to shake on a formal bet. ]

[neetfreak]

[oh, yes! a shake! Jyushimatsu's hand is covered by his long sleeve, but he's got a good grip anyway. he's really excited! he's gonna win 5000 yen!

hopefully. because that's probably all he has right now.

and it looks like the next round of pancakes is making its way out. a stack of ten for each man. okay, Jyushimatsu warms up his arms. why? who knows. he's getting in the zone, or something]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Poor soon to be broke Jyushimatsu, you do not know what you're dealing with. Crowley picks up the knife and fork. It's probably not a good idea to shove the entire stack in his mouth in one bite... that would be too bizarre for the humans to handle, though he could do it. ]

Ready? [ the stacks are set down. As soon as they say go, he'll cut his stack into quarters. ]

[neetfreak]

[Jyushi could stuff the whole stack in his mouth too! he's a gag-anime character from a series that breaks rules and fourth-walls on a regular basis. but he'll play fair tonight]

Ready! [with fork and knife in hand, he takes another breath. then, when the waitress tells them to go, his arms are a flurry as he shovels bite after bite into his mouth NOM NOM NOM]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Crowley shoves a whole quarter of the stack into his mouth and doesn't give more than two chews before swallowing it pretty much whole. There is something to be said about snakes and their eating habits. The second quarter disappears much the same way. Crowley knows he's going to regret doing this, he's already regretting the fact he ate so many pancakes, but orders are orders and there goes his third quarter.

And... ] Done. [ there went the fourth. Nothing left but a small amount of syrup. He finishes off a glass of water, maybe he'll sleep for a week after this night. ]

[neetfreak]

[the sound of Crowley's voice comes as a complete surprise to Jyushimatsu. he only had a few bites left, and he slowly turns his head to stare at the other man. no, that was impossible! inhuman]

...! H-how did you do that?

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ It was definitely inhuman, more like a snake than a human. ]

I opened my mouth and put food in. [ oh yes, he's laughing about it. ]

[neetfreak]

[no waaaaay! this creep is not allowed to laugh! Jyushimatsu finishes the last few bites grimly. damn, he's out 5000 yen]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Oh, but Crowley was definitely going to laugh. The waitresses are in shock. They have now devoured 20 pancakes, each, and the second stack went faster than the first. It was probably a good thing, for Crowley, that Aziraphale was not here. The angel would definitely feel a need to thwart Crowley, and probably win Jyushimatsu's money back. ]

[neetfreak]

[Jyushimatsu sure could use an angel. while they are waiting for the third stack, he takes out his wallet, and the fifty yen, and slides it over to the other man. ughhhh now he's in a bad mood, and there are still so many pancakes to eat!]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Crowley takes the money and folds it neatly into a wallet that seems to completely disappear when he puts it back into his suit. ]

Still going for 100?

[neetfreak]

[GOODBYE MONEY. gambled it awayyyyyy]

I am! I don't have any money left, so I have to win! [his chin is resting on the tabletop as the plates are cleared away]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

Don't be so glum, then. Show me your skills.

[neetfreak]

[his mad eating skills... yes, that's still a thing. Jyushimatsu ponders that for a moment before popping back up. as mad as he is about losing his money to this dude, he... has a bit of respect for him, too. because Crowley ate pancakes really fast. and that was cool.

so, when the next stack of pancakes come, Jyushimatsu has bounced back to his usually cheerful self, chanting his battle cry] Hustle, hustle! Muscle, muscle! [and then he's digging into the third stack. he eats the fourth, fifth, and sixth stacks with the same fervor]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Crowley eats the next four stacks at a more normal rate of speed. He is filling incredibly full and really sick of pancakes. He's taken to using his powers to vanish them from his stomach. ]

[neetfreak]

[by the time the eighth stack comes out, Jyushi has slowed down considerably. he thought this challenge would be a breeze, but he, too, is getting sick of pancakes, and he's mostly been dumping as much syrup as he can on them so that they'll pack more tightly in his stomach. what is logic?

the ninth stack takes him the longest to eat, but he's so close he can feel it. and he can't let this Crowley guy beat him. bleh, though, he feels like throwing up.

by this point, Jyushimatsu can tell that there's something strange about Crowley. he doesn't know what it is, but he's not normal. no other person has been able to keep up with Jyushi's eating. while he's waiting for the tenth stack, he watches Crowley suspiciously, waiting to see what he'll do next]

If you want Jyushimatsu to see Crowley's eyes, have an npc stumble into Crowley's back

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ Angels, even fallen ones, cannot actually get sick, but Crowley may look a little green at the gills. He just knows that Aziraphale is going to rub this in by ordering pancakes at their next lunch date.

Between stacks Crowley's downing a full glass of water, attempting to at least wash down the taste. But it's hard to do when the pancakes are pretty much in your nose. ]

[neetfreak]

[pancakes in the nose, is right. who thought this challenge would be doable?

there is a crowd of people watching them, cheering them on. and some people are a little over enthusiastic. one man even gets up to "coach" them, thumping his hands on their backs.

in a fit of comedic rage, Jyushimatsu stands up and pulls his bat out of nowhere. it cracks down on the coach man and sends him flying out the window] You're too noisy!!! [then he sits back down as though nothing had happened and finishes his water]

[7ssseasssofrhye]

[ The thumping cause's Crowley's glasses to skew slightly, and he's in the process of adjusting them back when the man is sent sailing. How... Crowley was a demon, a fallen angel, he didn't do things like that.

Now Crowley is the one in shock and thinking there is something abnormal about the other challenger. Did his boss send someone else to ensure Crowley did his job properly? Other than the Tadfield incident, he never gave them any reason to doubt him. But then, it was hell, and they weren't known for their trust exercises. Still, they never sent anyone up as insurance when they set Crowley to a task. ]

You're quite strong.