Owner	Pose
Beast Boy	It is never an odd sight to see obscene amounts of food in Titan's Tower. But tonight, there had been a challenge, and a feat of camaraderie, Garfield Logan, fresh out of Manhattan had brought with him three gallons of the best gelato he could get his mitts on. The spread was laid out, and Beast Boy was in the throws of making a sundae the size of a basketball. "Nuts, strawberry, vanilla, bananas, and hot fudge! Ooh baby, where have you been all my life?" he asks the ridiculous sundae.
Cyborg	It had been a while since the challenge had been issued, out over facebook. That challenge that shook the world, a challenge which could change the very fate of the universe and shake the earth down to its core. A challenge... of ice cream.      A single hand peeks out from around the corner setting down a hand made boombox done up in Cyborgs black and red chrome coloring. It is plugged into the wall without looking. That lone black chrome finger pressing down on the play button and starting up The Marsh Theme from the cheesy 89 movie Cyborg.      The overly epic music fills the air as that same hand fiddles around with a smoke machine for a moment. Smoke slowly fills... a small corner of the room. The music thumping and thrumming away as Cyborg speaks out "And in the other corner, weighing in at over one metric ton, it's the mountain of metal, the inhaler of ice cream, the guru of gelato, the Crown King of Custard: Cybooooorg."      His voice has gone through a lot of processing to get that effect, that deep boom as he's been pitch shifted a bit doing his best announcer voice as more smoke comes out a few lights shining down at the smoke.      Running out from it with hands held up in the air is none other then the man himself. He's wearing one of those costume title's for wrestling that he's replaced the metal bit on to say World Icecream Federation. On either hand he's got boxing gloves with little spoons strapped to the end of them. He's even wearing the red shorts that are held up by that bit of paper. As he moves forward his own voice cheers him on from the speaker as if he were a crowd allowing him to do a lap around the table before flopping down on the nearby chair.
Beast Boy	Green eyes meet Cyborg's, you can cut the tension with a knife, or maybe a good sturdy fork. "Cyborg, you gonna go DOWN!" He comments, pointing a spoon towards the looming hulk of man and machine.   "When you took my belt from me, I was in a bad place. But after months of training, I'm ready for the next bout!OOOOOOOHHHHHH YEAH DIG IT!"   Beast Boy slides the monstrous sundae towards Cyborg, then casually lifts an identical one from under the counter. "So what's it gonna be Cy-ster? Do ya have what it takes to defend that gold?!" The Macho Man Randy Savage inpersonation notwithstanding, this was going to be a showdown for the ages, passed down from Titan to Titan until the earth stands still.
Cyborg	Cyborg shoots back with that look of his own steely determination the glow of a red eye burrowing into BB. He bumps his boxing gloves against one another crossing spoons. "Ooooh I'm ready, so long as you're ready for an instant replay of your beat-down to be televised to the whole country." Motioning out with his arm to an audience that isn't even there. In fact it's a relatively quiet night in the tower. A long pregnant pause to fill the room with even more tension.      "Because this time the kid gloves are coming off, and I'm going to take you down so hard the outback'll think it's having an earthquake" He takes off the boxing gloves dropping them to the ground with that standing back up, a spoon raised. "Because when you walked through that door you didn't just challenge anyone," The second glove hitting the ground "no you picked a fight with the Sultan of Soft Serve"      Down goes the towel, a single finger pointing towards Garfield. "and I hope you're ready, because I rule these sands, and it's time for your just desserts"      Ding ding. Goes the little bell that Cy had sat down on the table earlier as he lightly taps the side of it with his finger. Moving quickly to make the ding himself before moving down to start gobbling down ice cream.
Beast Boy	The bell rings, and Beast Boy starts to shovel spoons of strawberry ice cream and hot fudge into his gullet. "My-tswell gib uff Cy, you gon' dow!" hardly any condiment or ice cream is dropped in the frenzy.   "Hey...your transistors are showing!" He yells out loud, pointing directly at Cyborg's chest.
Cyborg	There's almost more ice cream going out from Cyborgs mouth than there is going into it. He's wearing plenty of it already but he does pause for just a moment to check his transistors in the heat of the moment only to realize there's nothing off at all. He looks back up shoveling more food into his gob while speaking. "way thas cheeping" Motioning a finger as the two dig hard and fast into their icecream sundays neck and neck.
Beast Boy	Gar had found another spoon and was using that to put in double the work. "Aww's fare in war, Cy." The sundae was half gone, and Beast Boy had suddenly paused, he couldn't turn more green, that would be silly. But he does look queasy.
Cyborg	Cyborg narrows his eyes towards Gar for a long moment, the pause of a warrior as he watches that lone bead of queasy sweat down the side of BB's face. That robotic eye focuses down real close. "I see so much more clearly now." his voice shifting to a more stilted almost overdubbed nature as he shifts his speaking. "You think you have bested me, but I see the fear in your eyes, and more importantly." He starts speaking in japanese, his voice deep and powerful thanks to carefully applied voice filters. "Omae Wa Mou Shindeiru." His spoon pointed directly to Gar as he speaks those booming words.
Beast Boy	His eyes look swimmingly around as he listens to those words. Gar looks like he's gonna vom.   Then with a sudden look, his eyes focus back again. With the opening of his maw, showing off his snaggleteeth, a massive burp rings through the lobby that rattles the windows. "Ahhh, that's better." He looks toward Vic. "Dude, what's with the anime pose?"
Cyborg	As eyes refocus Cyborg presses a button on the side of his jaw with a dramatic motion depressing a spot right on his cheek allowing the jaw to unhinge. Then, in one fell swoop he downs the rest of the bowl entirely. For one brief moment he looks confident, cocky, self assured. Then the brain freeze hits and he clutches the sides of his head hard jaw going back into place as he rocks one side to the other. "Badideabadideabadideabadideabadidea" spoken in rapid succession as he goes wide eyed.
Beast Boy	The action taken by Cyborg has Beast Boy at a standstill. Once the brain freeze settles in, Beast Boy starts to laugh very very hard. "That's what you get! Cheater!" Then his green eyes peer towards that belt, reaching for it and raising it in victory.
Cyborg	It's easier to take the title then one would normally expect, but then again considering how much pain he's in from brain freeze it may be exactly as easy as one would expect. It pops right off of Cyborgs shoulder as he falls to the ground just saying ow in a calm voice over and over as he tries to just get that brain freeze to stop. "It was a much cooler in my head." The only other thing he can manage to say as he just tries to keep his cool.