Felix watches excitedly. "The Century Soup has over 100 ingredients, and takes days of nonstop work to make; I'm lucky there are so many cooks around here who are willing to help me. The pot to cook this stuff is massive, and I can barely lift the spoon to skim the scum off."
He works quickly, using all of the teachings he’s gotten over the decades he’s spent learning how to cook from some of the greatest chefs in this plane and others, occasionally looking back to them and smiling before continuing “A truly grand meal then, I hope I don’t spoil any of it.”
Felix takes note of Rag's techniques, frequently impressed by the dragon lord's work. "I've never thought of most of these before. This is incredible! How did you come up with that?"
Felix watches excitedly. "The Century Soup has over 100 ingredients, and takes days of nonstop work to make; I'm lucky there are so many cooks around here who are willing to help me. The pot to cook this stuff is massive, and I can barely lift the spoon to skim the scum off."
He works quickly, using all of the teachings he’s gotten over the decades he’s spent learning how to cook from some of the greatest chefs in this plane and others, occasionally looking back to them and smiling before continuing “A truly grand meal then, I hope I don’t spoil any of it.”
Felix takes note of Rag's techniques, frequently impressed by the dragon lord's work. "I've never thought of most of these before. This is incredible! How did you come up with that?"
“I didn’t, most of it anyway, I was taught the vast majority of these techniques. From otherworldly cooks, to those who simply live in strange lands. It’s just what I’ve learned.” He smiles brightly as he works.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Felix takes note of Rag's techniques, frequently impressed by the dragon lord's work. "I've never thought of most of these before. This is incredible! How did you come up with that?"
“I didn’t, most of it anyway, I was taught the vast majority of these techniques. From otherworldly cooks, to those who simply live in strange lands. It’s just what I’ve learned.” He smiles brightly as he works.
*Drinking maraschino cherry syrup right now to drown my woes and kick-start my heart*
The strugel waits patiently, immensely interested in the entire process.
Felix takes note of Rag's techniques, frequently impressed by the dragon lord's work. "I've never thought of most of these before. This is incredible! How did you come up with that?"
“I didn’t, most of it anyway, I was taught the vast majority of these techniques. From otherworldly cooks, to those who simply live in strange lands. It’s just what I’ve learned.” He smiles brightly as he works.
*Drinking maraschino cherry syrup right now to drown my woes and kick-start my heart*
The strugel waits patiently, immensely interested in the entire process.
*Hmm, an interesting choice.*
Once he’s down, he floods the soup with all the ingredients, seasonings, and spices, beginning to ingrade them within.
“Well, what next? I want to see how you look in one of my pirate outfits.”
“Why do you have to have a fresh start? Ruin someone’s life before?” She asks, looking down at them.
“I… I don’t know, just be with you is what I wanted.”
"Sure!"
"I would hardly count being betrayed by so called 'loyal' followers as ruining somebody's life. If anything, my life has been altered."
"In... what way?..."
She walks to her pirate section, the outfits having dates with them.
“Well, someone’s life was ruined. What do you mean followers?” She asks, a clawed finger reaching out slowly to boop them in the nose again.
He looks down, thinking for a moment, “I… have feelings I need to think about apparently.”
He reads the dates, just ready to put on whatever she wants him to
He lets her. "I'm a religious figure."
"Take your time, friend."
They are hundreds or thousands of years ago. She grabs something covered in dust, dusting it off, and extravagant outfit made for someone who was obviously very flamboyant.
She leaves a little flame at the tip of their nose, though it is entirely harmless “What kind religious figure? Are you a god?”
He closes his eyes, rubbing their arm and holding it.
“Well, what next? I want to see how you look in one of my pirate outfits.”
“Why do you have to have a fresh start? Ruin someone’s life before?” She asks, looking down at them.
“I… I don’t know, just be with you is what I wanted.”
"Sure!"
"I would hardly count being betrayed by so called 'loyal' followers as ruining somebody's life. If anything, my life has been altered."
"In... what way?..."
She walks to her pirate section, the outfits having dates with them.
“Well, someone’s life was ruined. What do you mean followers?” She asks, a clawed finger reaching out slowly to boop them in the nose again.
He looks down, thinking for a moment, “I… have feelings I need to think about apparently.”
He reads the dates, just ready to put on whatever she wants him to
He lets her. "I'm a religious figure."
"Take your time, friend."
They are hundreds or thousands of years ago. She grabs something covered in dust, dusting it off, and extravagant outfit made for someone who was obviously very flamboyant.
She leaves a little flame at the tip of their nose, though it is entirely harmless “What kind religious figure? Are you a god?”
He closes his eyes, rubbing their arm and holding it.
"Just how old are you?..." he asks, taking off the suit
"Something of the sort, yes." he licks the flame away
He does the same, just sitting there and enjoying some peace.
She hands them the outfit, smiling at them “Why does it matter, dear?”
She tilts her head, “Are you looking for new followers? I would understand if not.”
(Don’t know where to go with this next, if that’s okay.)
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*Sadly indeed.*
She hugs them back, kissing their cheek, “These are our marriage clothes?”
She watches them, aggravated for a moment at their kindness towards her, “I… I am doing well enough… how are you?”
Luckily for Vex, he’s already brightly colored, otherwise they would notice he’s covered in blush.
*Sure*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Felix takes note of Rag's techniques, frequently impressed by the dragon lord's work. "I've never thought of most of these before. This is incredible! How did you come up with that?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
“Well, what next? I want to see how you look in one of my pirate outfits.”
“Why do you have to have a fresh start? Ruin someone’s life before?” She asks, looking down at them.
“I… I don’t know, just be with you is what I wanted.”
“I didn’t, most of it anyway, I was taught the vast majority of these techniques. From otherworldly cooks, to those who simply live in strange lands. It’s just what I’ve learned.” He smiles brightly as he works.
*what you wanna talk about or whatever?*
I’m entering a dive.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*did you see the sbr anime announcement?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Drinking maraschino cherry syrup right now to drown my woes and kick-start my heart*
The strugel waits patiently, immensely interested in the entire process.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
She walks to her pirate section, the outfits having dates with them.
“Well, someone’s life was ruined. What do you mean followers?” She asks, a clawed finger reaching out slowly to boop them in the nose again.
He looks down, thinking for a moment, “I… have feelings I need to think about apparently.”
*I did, and I can’t wait for it to come out, it’s gonna be great.*
*Hmm, an interesting choice.*
Once he’s down, he floods the soup with all the ingredients, seasonings, and spices, beginning to ingrade them within.
*i'm really hoping they can use this opportunity to make Sandman's story deeper*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
They are hundreds or thousands of years ago. She grabs something covered in dust, dusting it off, and extravagant outfit made for someone who was obviously very flamboyant.
She leaves a little flame at the tip of their nose, though it is entirely harmless “What kind religious figure? Are you a god?”
He closes his eyes, rubbing their arm and holding it.
*It hurts more than the initial pain, I need help*
Felix smells the air and scoops out a bowl for himself and one for Rag.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
She hands them the outfit, smiling at them “Why does it matter, dear?”
She tilts her head, “Are you looking for new followers? I would understand if not.”
(Don’t know where to go with this next, if that’s okay.)