oh nah it aint for me. everyone's having a big dinner together so i said i'd help rise-chan and them put some food together, since it's a pretty big job.
[ labrys was going to feed her friends MICROWAVED KETCHUP and the girls were just going to LET HER ]
[ so, marukyu tofu. you'd think rise's grandma would stop the war crimes happening in her kitchen currently but she seems to have just washed her hands of it, which is probably wise. ]
they gave me a list of a couple things to do so ive been tryin to get them done while everyone else works.
[And it is around a minute or so later when he zips into the kitchen, somehow managing to not dislodging everything in massive super-speed whirlwind as he does so]
How the heck didya get here so– no, don't answer that. Dumb question.
[ She sighs and then gestures to the mixing bowl on the counter she's been examining with evident concern. ]
S'right there.
[ And it's... indescribable. Somehow the microwaving process has made it burn slightly, congeal a little and start breaking up into liquids and solids. Making someone eat this would probably be classed as a war crime. ]
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[ There's a long pause in which Labrys attempts to recover some kind of GOTCHA in response for this. It takes... an embarrassingly long time. ]
if they don't want folks to get confused they should call it something else!!!
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can you actually eat at all, are you fully robotic or are you a cyborg, i'm not sure
is that too personal to ask
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[ labrys was going to feed her friends MICROWAVED KETCHUP and the girls were just going to LET HER ]
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where are you
do these losers know you're bringing chili sauce and did any of them see you using ketchup
i'm fixing this either way but if they know ketchup is involved we'll have to actually incorporate it and that might be a little tricky
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[ so, marukyu tofu. you'd think rise's grandma would stop the war crimes happening in her kitchen currently but she seems to have just washed her hands of it, which is probably wise. ]
they gave me a list of a couple things to do so ive been tryin to get them done while everyone else works.
text > action
maybe two
[And it is around a minute or so later when he zips into the kitchen, somehow managing to not dislodging everything in massive super-speed whirlwind as he does so]
Show me the ketchup.
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[ She sighs and then gestures to the mixing bowl on the counter she's been examining with evident concern. ]
S'right there.
[ And it's... indescribable. Somehow the microwaving process has made it burn slightly, congeal a little and start breaking up into liquids and solids. Making someone eat this would probably be classed as a war crime. ]