[hi if hua cheng is anywhere near the kitchen, he might see Taako . . . uh. Mixing something while also taking shots from a bottle of whiskey on the counter? Wow. Apparently did not learn his lesson about the being drunk thing. This is fine.]
[ Everything about this PC already gives off such amazing cursed energy? What did I, Snow, just walk into?
Hua Cheng is mostly unfazed by it, though. Makes sense to him. He pauses as he comes into the kitchen, assesses, and then decides to head for the pantry. ]
Just thinking you have the right idea. [ With the whiskey. Maybe the food. Not sure. ]
And I figure, a boysenberry sauce would go good with this, but maybe that's just the whiskey talking at this point. I don't even like whiskey that much.
I have no idea what a boysenberry is. [ Considering they were a possible Roaring 20s in the Americas thing, the wuxia is uneducated here. He comes from the pantry with a snack. ] Whiskey at least is similar enough to baijiu, and alcohol is alcohol.
[that rugrats episode is exactly what taako is going through]
Hell if I know what they are either, sometimes you just learn ingredients then pretend you know what the fuck they are. Thatβs the secret to cooking. Sometimes you just say aspic really confidently and people believe you when you tell them itβs good.
Yeah? I'm going to hazard a guess and say that aspic is not, actually, good. [ Stop don't teach him what that is, Taako, he might use it as a form of torture if he ever goes back home. ] But confidence manifesting results tends to be a tried and true method in anything.
Okay, well, fair, youβre all real top class weirdos, Iβm not gonna go out here and just lie to your face like that. But you arenβt carrying like, stalker pictures of me around or anything, right?
Yeah! And then, like, throwing them at me! I don't do free signings! All my fans know that. It's 50 dollars for the bronze level, and you have to provide the pen.
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WEEK 2 - POST-TRIAL
Oh-- hey. Sup.
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Hua Cheng is mostly unfazed by it, though. Makes sense to him. He pauses as he comes into the kitchen, assesses, and then decides to head for the pantry. ]
Just thinking you have the right idea. [ With the whiskey. Maybe the food. Not sure. ]
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I'd offer you some, but, uh, that's not really worked out for people here, has it?
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[ Why the fuck is there chicken ]
What are you even making?
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[WHY]
And I figure, a boysenberry sauce would go good with this, but maybe that's just the whiskey talking at this point. I don't even like whiskey that much.
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anyways ]
I have no idea what a boysenberry is. [ Considering they were a possible Roaring 20s in the Americas thing, the wuxia is uneducated here. He comes from the pantry with a snack. ] Whiskey at least is similar enough to baijiu, and alcohol is alcohol.
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Hell if I know what they are either, sometimes you just learn ingredients then pretend you know what the fuck they are. Thatβs the secret to cooking. Sometimes you just say aspic really confidently and people believe you when you tell them itβs good.
[wow]
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Yeah? I'm going to hazard a guess and say that aspic is not, actually, good. [ Stop don't teach him what that is, Taako, he might use it as a form of torture if he ever goes back home. ] But confidence manifesting results tends to be a tried and true method in anything.
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[he will ABSOLUTELY teach him food tortures.]
. . . You wanna know how to make it?
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... his snack gets put in a pocket, and he starts undoing his silver bracers. ]
It sounds awful. Absolutely.
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[Gotcha. Oh, heβs already pulling out chicken and vegetables and throwing them all in a pot though.]
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Terrible, and definitely something I'd wish on all the people I hate. Which is, coincidentally, a lot of people.
WEEK 3 - SUNDAY
Hey. 'Sup?
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Taking a walk, after the fiasco that was that execution. You?
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[Haha.]
WEEK 4 - MONDAY
What? You gonna be weird too?
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Define "weird," Taako. I think by default most think I already am.
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[ what the fuck my dude ]
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