Week 5

[airlockedmods]

[As with the weeks before, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to something resembling normalcy with shocking efficiency. The second floor rest area and Adventure Zone Death Orb Room are spotless again, the demon glitter has been vacuumed, the deflated orbs have been replaced. It's like none of it ever happened, like three more friends aren't dead and stored away in the guest house morgue.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 4, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[misanthropicprinciple]

All right, I can work with that. Drum roll, please.

[He holds the popsicle up, but he's not kidding about waiting for a drum roll.]

[daughterofthemark]

[...she doesn't get it, she's just sitting here waiting on him.]

[misanthropicprinciple]

[Well he can't do a drum roll and hold a popsicle at the same time. After a pause, he just says aloud:]

Badadadada... and the taste test.

[He pops the pop into his mouth, eyes closed as he considers the flavor. After one more dramatic pause...

He gives a thumbs-up.]

We are go, Arianna.

[daughterofthemark]

Wonderful!

[HER FIRST PROPER KITCHEN SUCCESS SHE'S SO HAPPY]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Oh, you know, if you like things like this, I can totally give you the gelatin I got. You ever have gelatin?

[daughterofthemark]

[Gelatin... the proper name for what's more commonly called a Gel?]

...I have fought them on occasion, but it never occurred to me to eat one.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[A beat.]

This is like with Ardyn and the flan monsters, isn't it.

[daughterofthemark]

[Fun fact: Actually, Arianna has eaten Gels in two different forms.]

Flan monsters? That would be a sight!

[misanthropicprinciple]

I should ask him to draw one sometime so I can stop imagining them as walking pudding cups. Anyway, gelatin isn't a monster where I come from, since we don't have those. What we do have is powdered mix you pour hot water over and then refrigerate until it gets that gel consistency. With the right ingredients, it's a pretty fun treat. Real popular with kids.

[daughterofthemark]

So, it's a food, but with the same consistency as a Gel. I don't believe I would be able to stop myself from thinking of it as a monster.

...but if actual monsters have proven to be quite popular at Dame Regina's restaurant, then I'm certain I could enjoy something like that.

[misanthropicprinciple]

[For some reason, he snorts.]

Ah, so you guys can eat your monsters. I learn new things all the time. Are they tasty?

[daughterofthemark]

I have little experience with them that I can recall, but the meat of a Ragelope, at least, is delicious.

[Although something is bothering her in the back of her mind now...]

[misanthropicprinciple]

I'll bite. What's a Ragelope? Is it like a cantaloupe?

[daughterofthemark]

More akin to an antelope. They're very dangerous to novice explorers, but more experienced ones can defeat them easily.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Aw, I was really hoping you were fighting angry, animated fruit.

[daughterofthemark]

No, only flowers.

[misanthropicprinciple]

...That's less satisfying, somehow.

[daughterofthemark]

Perhaps it's for the best. Fighting a fruit would likely end with juice getting into wounds.

[misanthropicprinciple]

Oof, yeah. That could be really bad with citrus. Uh, what would you call that. Maybe Ci-trouble? ...Lime and Punishment. Gripe-fruit.

[...We always end up here, don't we. Etri-pun Odyssey.]

[daughterofthemark]

Pain-apple! Lemon!

[...that one doesn't work very well in text but she's pronouncing it to rhyme with "demon."]

[misanthropicprinciple]

Damn, those were way better than mine. Haha, lemon. Ah, hang on. Venge-orange juice? No, you win this round, Arianna.