The Tavern at the End of the World

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 *Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

 He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan. 

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

 *Ha, that's a funny image, but I kind of see Mud as a 'I don't really care much' type of person when it comes to most things. Imagine a jaded veteran type deal where they lost a lot of emotion and passion through the war.*

Mud sits down on the ground nearby and watched Anson get to work.

 *Anson the complete opposite. Though he might seem distant and kinda cold, in reality he wants to be friends. Ways to win him over is Home cooked food and people with same hobbies as him*

Anson pulls out two pots, a metal pan, numerous cooking knives, small glass vials of spices, and a two pronged fork. He lights a fire using his tinderbox and sets the pot on top of it. He puts in 80 quarts of water to the pot and waits for it to boil. 

 Mud yawns and lays down on the ground, sunning.

 he begins to put the Mimic legs in the boiling water. He goes inside and gets things like butter and onions. He comes back out and add Three table spoons of butter to the water as well as some seasoning. He waits another couple of minutes. 

 *Let me guess, you had to look up a recipe to boil crab before posting this?*

Mud enjoys the smells being produced as he lets his body get warm from the sun.

 *Yes, I'm allergic to shellfish so I've never had Crab or shrimp lol. *

Anson watches the mimic's orange crab like legs turn slightly red. He pulls them out with the Two pronged fork and puts them on a plate. He hands a plate to Mud and smiles "This has to be my second time cooking mimic, they have a good flavor"

 *I'm allergic, too, but I love shrimp and crab and stuff. Oddly enough, fish makes me want to vomit.*

Mud sits up and takes the plate. "Thanks. I've never tried mimic before." He breaks open the shell and slurped out the meat.

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 *Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

 He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan. 

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

 *Ha, that's a funny image, but I kind of see Mud as a 'I don't really care much' type of person when it comes to most things. Imagine a jaded veteran type deal where they lost a lot of emotion and passion through the war.*

Mud sits down on the ground nearby and watched Anson get to work.

 *Anson the complete opposite. Though he might seem distant and kinda cold, in reality he wants to be friends. Ways to win him over is Home cooked food and people with same hobbies as him*

Anson pulls out two pots, a metal pan, numerous cooking knives, small glass vials of spices, and a two pronged fork. He lights a fire using his tinderbox and sets the pot on top of it. He puts in 80 quarts of water to the pot and waits for it to boil. 

 Mud yawns and lays down on the ground, sunning.

 he begins to put the Mimic legs in the boiling water. He goes inside and gets things like butter and onions. He comes back out and add Three table spoons of butter to the water as well as some seasoning. He waits another couple of minutes. 

 *Let me guess, you had to look up a recipe to boil crab before posting this?*

Mud enjoys the smells being produced as he lets his body get warm from the sun.

 *Yes, I'm allergic to shellfish so I've never had Crab or shrimp lol. *

Anson watches the mimic's orange crab like legs turn slightly red. He pulls them out with the Two pronged fork and puts them on a plate. He hands a plate to Mud and smiles "This has to be my second time cooking mimic, they have a good flavor"

 *I'm allergic, too, but I love shrimp and crab and stuff. Oddly enough, fish makes me want to vomit.*

Mud sits up and takes the plate. "Thanks. I've never tried mimic before." He breaks open the shell and slurped out the meat.

 "its a lot like crab, more springy flavor to it though" he said and took the Two-pronged fork. He twisted it in the segment hole and plucked out the meat. 

*I love fish and eat a lot of Wegmans sushi lol*

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 *Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

 He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan. 

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

 *Ha, that's a funny image, but I kind of see Mud as a 'I don't really care much' type of person when it comes to most things. Imagine a jaded veteran type deal where they lost a lot of emotion and passion through the war.*

Mud sits down on the ground nearby and watched Anson get to work.

 *Anson the complete opposite. Though he might seem distant and kinda cold, in reality he wants to be friends. Ways to win him over is Home cooked food and people with same hobbies as him*

Anson pulls out two pots, a metal pan, numerous cooking knives, small glass vials of spices, and a two pronged fork. He lights a fire using his tinderbox and sets the pot on top of it. He puts in 80 quarts of water to the pot and waits for it to boil. 

 Mud yawns and lays down on the ground, sunning.

 he begins to put the Mimic legs in the boiling water. He goes inside and gets things like butter and onions. He comes back out and add Three table spoons of butter to the water as well as some seasoning. He waits another couple of minutes. 

 *Let me guess, you had to look up a recipe to boil crab before posting this?*

Mud enjoys the smells being produced as he lets his body get warm from the sun.

 *Yes, I'm allergic to shellfish so I've never had Crab or shrimp lol. *

Anson watches the mimic's orange crab like legs turn slightly red. He pulls them out with the Two pronged fork and puts them on a plate. He hands a plate to Mud and smiles "This has to be my second time cooking mimic, they have a good flavor"

 *I'm allergic, too, but I love shrimp and crab and stuff. Oddly enough, fish makes me want to vomit.*

Mud sits up and takes the plate. "Thanks. I've never tried mimic before." He breaks open the shell and slurped out the meat.

 "its a lot like crab, more springy flavor to it though" he said and took the Two-pronged fork. He twisted it in the segment hole and plucked out the meat. 

*I love fish and eat a lot of Wegmans sushi lol*

 He swallowed the bite he took. "It's good."

*I never liked fish, ever. Everytime I do eat it, I feel sick for nearly two days.*

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 *Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

 He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan. 

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

 *Ha, that's a funny image, but I kind of see Mud as a 'I don't really care much' type of person when it comes to most things. Imagine a jaded veteran type deal where they lost a lot of emotion and passion through the war.*

Mud sits down on the ground nearby and watched Anson get to work.

 *Anson the complete opposite. Though he might seem distant and kinda cold, in reality he wants to be friends. Ways to win him over is Home cooked food and people with same hobbies as him*

Anson pulls out two pots, a metal pan, numerous cooking knives, small glass vials of spices, and a two pronged fork. He lights a fire using his tinderbox and sets the pot on top of it. He puts in 80 quarts of water to the pot and waits for it to boil. 

 Mud yawns and lays down on the ground, sunning.

 he begins to put the Mimic legs in the boiling water. He goes inside and gets things like butter and onions. He comes back out and add Three table spoons of butter to the water as well as some seasoning. He waits another couple of minutes. 

 *Let me guess, you had to look up a recipe to boil crab before posting this?*

Mud enjoys the smells being produced as he lets his body get warm from the sun.

 *Yes, I'm allergic to shellfish so I've never had Crab or shrimp lol. *

Anson watches the mimic's orange crab like legs turn slightly red. He pulls them out with the Two pronged fork and puts them on a plate. He hands a plate to Mud and smiles "This has to be my second time cooking mimic, they have a good flavor"

 *I'm allergic, too, but I love shrimp and crab and stuff. Oddly enough, fish makes me want to vomit.*

Mud sits up and takes the plate. "Thanks. I've never tried mimic before." He breaks open the shell and slurped out the meat.

 "its a lot like crab, more springy flavor to it though" he said and took the Two-pronged fork. He twisted it in the segment hole and plucked out the meat. 

*I love fish and eat a lot of Wegmans sushi lol*

 He swallowed the bite he took. "It's good."

*I never liked fish, ever. Everytime I do eat it, I feel sick for nearly two days.*

 'good to hear" he said with a happy grin. He ate the rest of his and laid back in the grass. 

*thats an oof my dude*

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 *Mud is 2'6, so Anson technically towers over him.*

"No, I have no thoughts right now."

 He shrugs "Kay then" he said and set the Mimic's body in the grass to dry for a bit. he digs in his backpack, which he left at his room but has now brought it down, for a Metal pan. 

*I can see these two getting into fights about height and stacking chairs on top of each other to out height the other. But when someone makes a comment about one of their height they will tag team and break the guys bones.*

 *Ha, that's a funny image, but I kind of see Mud as a 'I don't really care much' type of person when it comes to most things. Imagine a jaded veteran type deal where they lost a lot of emotion and passion through the war.*

Mud sits down on the ground nearby and watched Anson get to work.

 *Anson the complete opposite. Though he might seem distant and kinda cold, in reality he wants to be friends. Ways to win him over is Home cooked food and people with same hobbies as him*

Anson pulls out two pots, a metal pan, numerous cooking knives, small glass vials of spices, and a two pronged fork. He lights a fire using his tinderbox and sets the pot on top of it. He puts in 80 quarts of water to the pot and waits for it to boil. 

 Mud yawns and lays down on the ground, sunning.

 he begins to put the Mimic legs in the boiling water. He goes inside and gets things like butter and onions. He comes back out and add Three table spoons of butter to the water as well as some seasoning. He waits another couple of minutes. 

 *Let me guess, you had to look up a recipe to boil crab before posting this?*

Mud enjoys the smells being produced as he lets his body get warm from the sun.

 *Yes, I'm allergic to shellfish so I've never had Crab or shrimp lol. *

Anson watches the mimic's orange crab like legs turn slightly red. He pulls them out with the Two pronged fork and puts them on a plate. He hands a plate to Mud and smiles "This has to be my second time cooking mimic, they have a good flavor"

 *I'm allergic, too, but I love shrimp and crab and stuff. Oddly enough, fish makes me want to vomit.*

Mud sits up and takes the plate. "Thanks. I've never tried mimic before." He breaks open the shell and slurped out the meat.

 "its a lot like crab, more springy flavor to it though" he said and took the Two-pronged fork. He twisted it in the segment hole and plucked out the meat. 

*I love fish and eat a lot of Wegmans sushi lol*

 He swallowed the bite he took. "It's good."

*I never liked fish, ever. Everytime I do eat it, I feel sick for nearly two days.*

 'good to hear" he said with a happy grin. He ate the rest of his and laid back in the grass. 

*thats an oof my dude*