Basic hot dog

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basic hot dog

This is your ordinary, run-of-the-mill hot dog. Except that you don't think hot dogs are made in a mill. Okay, it's your ordinary, garden-variety hot dog.
Wait, that doesn't work either.
This is a hot dog. There. I described it.

Type: food (crappy)
Size: 1

(In-game plural not known - currently impossible to determine.)

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When Consumed

When under your maximum fullness

You eat the hot dog. It's good, because all hot dogs are good, but it's not amazing, because not all hot dogs are amazing.

You gain 1 Adventure.

(You gain 1 Fullness.)

First hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You massage your esophagus, stretch out your neck as far as it will go, and swallow another hot dog even though you're full.

You lose 1 Strongness. You lose 1 Enchantedness. You lose 1 Roguishness.

Second hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You remember that you have an extra loop of large intestine that you keep in reserve for emergencies, and manage to clear a hot-dog-shaped space in your stomach for your second extra one.

You lose 2 Fortitude. You lose 2 Wizardliness. You lose 2 Smarm.

Third hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You let out your gut, psych yourself up, and cram a third extra hot dog down your gullet. It lands sideways in the last bit of space at the very top of your stomach, almost emptying out the whole works.

You lose 4 Fortitude. You lose 4 Magicalness. You lose 4 Cheek.

Fourth hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

If you think about it, lungs are basically the same as stomachs, right? They're all little gooey pouches inside your body, right? You cram a fourth extra hot dog into your left lung. You sweat and feel short of breath, but it stays down.

You lose 8 Fortitude. You lose 8 Enchantedness. You lose 8 Sarcasm.

Fifth hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You drop a fifth extra hot dog into your right lung. Now it's getting really hard to breathe--and not just because your lungs are full of processed animal protein.

You lose 16 Fortitude. You lose 16 Mysteriousness. You lose 16 Chutzpah.

Sixth hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You drop your diaphragm, belch heavily, and find you can just squeeze a sixth extra hot dog into your throat. I mean, you can see the end of it still if you open your mouth in front of a mirror, but technically it counts.

You lose 32 Fortitude. You lose 32 Wizardliness. You lose 32 Sarcasm.

Seventh hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You wipe sweat off your brow, rub your distended belly, and stare down the seventh extra hot dog. You cram it down your throat, compressing the three hot dogs you ate before it so it just barely fits.

You lose 64 Beefiness. You lose 64 Enchantedness. You lose 64 Roguishness.

Eighth hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You wipe your sweaty brow, then sniff your palms. My god, even your sweat is starting to smell like hot dogs. You pick up the eighth one, break it in half, and send one half to each of your lungs, where hopefully it'll get absorbed. That's a thing that would happen, right?

You lose 128 Beefiness. You lose 128 Mysteriousness. You lose 128 Roguishness.

Ninth hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

All the salt in the hot dogs is making you bloated. Your fingers look like individual hot dogs themselves, all the creases filled in. You can barely grip the ninth extra hot dog, and you have no idea where in your body you'll put it. Still, you shove it down your throat, smushing all the other hot dogs backed up in there, feeling like the world's least fortunate sword swallower.

You lose 256 Beefiness. You lose 256 Mysteriousness. You lose 256 Roguishness.

Tenth hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You lean back in your chair, stomach distended, intestines aching, your esophagus swollen as it tries to move some traffic down to your guts. Your vision blurry, you grab a tenth extra hot dog. You're starting to get sores in your mouth from all the salt, so you barely chew it; you just will yourself to get the thing far enough down your throat that it counts for the competition.

You lose 512 Beefiness. You lose 512 Magicalness. You lose 512 Chutzpah.

Eleventh hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

If someone took an X-ray of your body right now, it'd look like there was a smaller you inside of you, and that smaller you would be made entirely out of hot dogs. That mental image reminds you that you have an entire sinus cavity to fill, though, so you snort the eleventh hot dog.

You lose 1024 Fortitude. You lose 1024 Mysteriousness. You lose 1024 Cheek.

Twelfth hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You remove one of your kidneys, put it on ice, and cram a hot dog into the cavity you just created.

You lose 2048 Muscleboundness. You lose 2048 Enchantedness. You lose 2048 Cheek.

Thirteenth hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You almost quit eating hot dogs, but then you think of all the starving kids in distant lands, and that makes you hungry enough to cram another one down your aching esophagus.

You lose 4096 Strengthliness. You lose 4096 Magicalness. You lose 4096 Sarcasm.

Fourteenth hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You atomize a hot dog and inhale the meaty mist, groaning a little as your digestive system struggles with the load.

You lose 8192 Beefiness. You lose 8192 Enchantedness. You lose 8192 Roguishness.

Fifteenth hotdog after hitting your maximum fullness

You disregard the stretch marks popping up on your belly and cram another hot dog down your gullet. You're about 12 months pregnant with a food baby now.

You lose 16384 Muscleboundness. You lose 16384 Wizardliness. You lose 16384 Sarcasm.

Notes

• Available from the Clan VIP Hot Dog Stand.
• Consumed immediately upon purchase.