week 2

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 2
[It's been...

One week since you woke up here
Met your house manager and said "We’re angry"
Five days since he laughed at you saying
"Write me some letters and you’ll never see me"
Three days since the mirror room
You realized there’s more the Opera House wouldn't tell you
Yesterday you'd bonded more
But it'll still be two days till you get your motive


Welcome to week 2, performers.]

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[ooc: happy week 2, everyone! Don't forget to submit your AC and your regains! Regain rolls are done Sunday and Tuesday nights.]

Comments

[madgiganticfeelings]

Well, there are at least vending machines around... [Welcome to the wonders of capitalism, Angus. But Christine doesn't have time to explain that, instead reaching out to stop Angus from just jamming his hands in their food.]

No, not our hands! A fork would work okay, but there's usually... [She digs in the drawers and then manages to pull out a little implement.] Aha! See, this is a masher! You can just press it down on whatever you want to crush, and the mash goes through these holes, see?

[mcfife]

...I have never seen such a device before. [He crouches with his hands on his knees so that his face is lever with the masher.] Show me its wonders.

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Christine raises an eyebrow, giggling with disbelief.]

It's not really anything special, but if you say so? [She starts mashing the vegetables together, slowly so Angus can see how it presses them down.]

[mcfife]

[An incredible tool for creating food fit for a prince! With such wondrous, glorious laser precision and ease does it transform raw ingredients into a meal! Such mysteries Angus McFife had not borne witness to in the castle!]

Take all the goods into the
Stainless
Silver
Turnip
Smasher!

With the force of art and theater
Flowing through her veins
Her steel will blow you away
Making epic meals everyday!

[Will you sing with him?]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Oh heck yes she will sing along! For such a teeny girl, she has the range, darling.]

Turnip
Smasher!
Wielding steel that is true!
Turnip
Smasher!
Do the best that I can do!
Turnip
Smasher!
For the Prince of Turnips, my destiny!

[She smashes the food into mush to the rhythm of their upbeat little song, letting the masher work double duty as a stirring spoon once it seems to be a good consistency.]

[mcfife]

[Angus pumps his fist in tune with the music in an effort to encourage Christine to keep doing her best. It's a resounding success, with a beautiful puree beneath them.]

Quest complete! Are you starving like me?

[madgiganticfeelings]

That's not even a question with a work out like that!

[She giggles and flexes her mashing arm before she grabs out two plates. She may as well taste her own work here.]