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Post by David on Nov 2, 2009 17:36:59 GMT -5
**Sarah eats 10 cups (+100 min -200 MXN)**
1850 MXN (+1000 MXN)
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Post by Snooky on Nov 2, 2009 18:18:36 GMT -5
**Tulip eats 12 cups (+120 min -240 MXN)** 1,363 MXN + 1000 MXN (Not Spending!) + 50 USD - 240 MXN = 1123 MXN +1000 MXN + 50 USD
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Post by Mooyou on Nov 3, 2009 2:07:50 GMT -5
Post: **Sarah eats 10 cups (+100 min -200 MXN)**[/size][/color] Cultural note: All those flavors are real[/quote] I've tried Corn, Caramelized Milk, Avocado, Cheese and Strawberries and Cream... YUM!
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Post by wuming01 on Nov 3, 2009 4:19:11 GMT -5
I'm going to edit skits into some of my pre-existing posts... I hope that's okay.
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Post by autowil on Nov 3, 2009 4:22:40 GMT -5
Should be ok Wuming..
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Post by wuming01 on Nov 3, 2009 5:04:52 GMT -5
Thanks wil. <3 I'm taking screenshots just in case though haha.
Blake: *reads the clue and raises an eyebrow* 'Racers will have to sample some of Dolores Hidalgo's more exotic ice cream flavours.' Derek: *sticks tongue out* Sounds yummy. I wonder if they have witchetty grubs? Blake: Those are Australian, dude. And I don't want to think about eating some bug-flavoured ice cream. Derek: *half-jokingly* Don't you Chinese eat everything? Blake: Chinese-American. Big difference there. The most exotic stuff I've had was probably stir-fried cat in a dubious takeaway. Derek: I kid, I kid. Good luck babe, and you'll get a taste of me if you do good! Blake: *turns back* Do you want me to DO the task, or do you want me to stand around with a boner? Derek: *laughs* Funny isn't it? First leg's not even done, and we're like dogs in heat. Go, man, go!
Blake: *glances about at the array of ice creams* Some of this stuff actually looks pretty good. *grabs a cup and takes a bite from its contents* ...That's an interesting flavour.
*confessional* Derek: I should've gone for the task, now that I think about it. The heat... it just kills you. I felt like a steamed tamale through it all, even under the shade. Blake: Oh, there were actually some pretty good flavours man... Others, a little strange. Derek: Just a little? Blake: Yeah. *both laugh* But really... by your 5th or 6th cup, it's like, I've had my fill for the day. All that cold ice cream in your stomach, churning about? Not good. I need to work it all off, too. *grimaces* Derek: Blake was such a trooper though, he KILLED the task. He's such a sweet lucky charm. Blake: Aww. Derek: Oh, and Blake with that ice cream smeared all over his mouth... it was like bukkake. Blake: *half-embarassed laugh* Dude, you're at it again. *to the camera* Mom? Dad? For the record, Derek and I have YET to do the nasty. Derek: *shrugs and grins* I can't help it! Sorry, Blake's parents, but you'e just got such a fine son!
Blake: *on his 6th cup of ice cream, finds the flag and waves it in the air in victory* YES! I've found the 3rd flag! Derek: Good job, man! *runs over to hug Blake* Blake: *with exaggerated strain* I am sooo bloated now. Derek: *kisses Blake and licks some ice cream off his lips* Piña colada? WHY DIDN'T I DO THIS TASK? Blake: *wryly* Tell me you'd think the same about pork rinds. Derek: Ooh, maybe not then. Seriously though, you did awesome. Look at the rest of the field, they're still out there toiling away! Blake: We're doing good - let's snag a good start to our race!
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Post by David on Nov 3, 2009 14:50:05 GMT -5
Sarah: Oh my... Shaleen: I know you can do it! Sarah: Oh my... Shaleen: Don't be afraid. Sarah: Oh my... Shaleen: Just eat them. Sarah: YEAH!! ICE-CREAMS!! Shaleen: Oh, I thought you wouldn't like that... Sarah: What? Are you crazy? Shaleen: OK, so come on! Run to the assistant! Sarah: Great... *Starts running* Sir, give me these 20 flavours! Assistant: Ok. By the way, the less you eat, the less you'll pay. Sarah: I say I should go one by one. Shaleen: Eat em! Go for the flags! Sarah: Great...
*After 10 cups* Sarah: Yay! The third one!
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Post by Snooky on Nov 3, 2009 19:31:31 GMT -5
Will there be a clue today?
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Post by Dånooky on Nov 3, 2009 20:11:26 GMT -5
Make your way to the Pit Stop. However, you must convince 10 persons from the street to accompany you and sing together one song from the late composer before being able to check in. The Tomb of José Alfredo Jiménez in the Dolores Hidalgo Cemetery. This colorful final resting place for the most important rancheras musician is the first Pit Stop in this leg of the race. The last team to check in here...may be eliminated.
Task: Post **Take ten persons to the Pit Stop and start singing** along with one video of a song composed by José Alfredo Jiménez (you may not repeat songs).
Score: (+10 min +rank)
Bonus (per team member): Extrovert: -3 min Introvert: +10 min[/color][/size] Notes: Teams have 48 hours to submit all pending tasks.
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Post by wuming01 on Nov 3, 2009 20:21:41 GMT -5
**Take ten persons to the Pit Stop and start singing**
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Post by Snooky on Nov 3, 2009 20:59:55 GMT -5
**Take ten persons to the Pit Stop and start singing**
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nimberlane
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Post by nimberlane on Nov 3, 2009 21:30:22 GMT -5
**Take ten persons to the Pit Stop and start singing**
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Post by David on Nov 4, 2009 1:22:28 GMT -5
**Take ten people to the Pit Stop and start singing**
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Post by realshowfan on Nov 4, 2009 3:06:49 GMT -5
**Take ten people to the Pit Stop and start singing**
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Post by wuming01 on Nov 4, 2009 3:46:05 GMT -5
Derek: OK, Route Info! 'Make your way to the Pit Stop. However, you must convince 10 persons from the street to accompany you and sing together one song from the late composer before being able to check in. The Tomb of José Alfredo Jiménez in the Dolores Hidalgo Cemetery.' Hah, sounds fun! Blake: Oh, man. This is gonna be a tough one. Derek: Why, dude? Blake: I feel awkward. I'm such a horrible singer. Derek: Aw come on, it's not like we're on American Idol. As long as we get everyone singing together, it'll be fine! Blake: Umm... okay... Derek: Lemme do this, Blake. *to the crowd* Come on mes amigos, I need your help! You know José Alfredo Jiménez? Si? Locals: *cheer and start singing one of Jiménez's songs. Derek: *grins and pats Blake* Come on Blakey. You're superhuman, you can do this. You were absolutely golden this leg. Blake: I'll try. *mumbles the words to the song as inconspicuously as he can, but instead draws attention to his feeble attempts* Derek: Just a little louder, alright? Come on, you've got quite a good voice, I know because we've done it by ourselves. But you gotta project louder. Blake: Alright... *sings louder, but his voice remains shaky* Derek: Let's go, people! Ole!
*confessional* Blake: *downcast* That was not good for me at all. I'm sorry babe. Derek: *reaches over and snuggles Blake* Don't be sorry, man. I know you tried your hardest, but I'm sure you can do better, okay? Blake: *leans his head against Derek's shoulder* You know how high school is. Being a lonely Asian kid, studying all the time, getting picked on for it. Derek: *sighs* Dude, I can't believe you're saying all this. You're such a gorgeous, gorgeous guy. Inside and out. Blake: Yeah I started working out towards the end of high school... I thought it'd get me out of my funk... I'm really sorry, Derek. Derek: *ponders* Look at it this way though. We're here to push ourselves, aren't we? We could run into something like this again, and I'll help you get over it. But you gotta promise me, that you'll let me help you, okay? Blake: *wipes away a singular tear and smiles* You really are the sweetest guy ever. You know that?
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Post by realshowfan on Nov 4, 2009 3:50:56 GMT -5
Johanna: Make your way to the Pit Stop. However, you must convince 10 persons from the street to accompany you and sing together one song from the late composer before being able to check in. The Tomb of José Alfredo Jiménez in the Dolores Hidalgo Cemetery. This colorful final resting place for the most important rancheras musician is the first Pit Stop in this leg of the race. The last team to check in here...may be eliminated. Melissa: I hope they will not run away because of my weird breath. Johanna: I know! Your breath smells like burnt faeces right now! Melissa: It's that bad?!? Johanna: Yea... ;_; Melissa: I just hope we are not at the bottom half! Johanna: Let's start singing! Melissa: Rather than attracting crowd, I would make them sick!!
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Post by autowil on Nov 4, 2009 3:58:44 GMT -5
**Take ten persons to the Pit Stop and start singing**
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Post by jerseydude on Nov 4, 2009 6:33:01 GMT -5
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Post by Mooyou on Nov 4, 2009 6:54:01 GMT -5
**Take ten persons to the Pit Stop and start singing**
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Post by eragon on Nov 4, 2009 7:29:41 GMT -5
**Take ten persons to the Pit Stop and start singing**
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