He thinks for a second. "Yeah, we can fix that. We just need to add a bubble machine."
"EXACTLY!" She beams, patting his head "Smart cookie!"
"Cooking is largely chemistry mixed with art, at least how I do it. I'm called The Worldwide Gourmet because I can, according to legend, make any dish using any ingredients, even if I haven't seen or used them before. That requires a deep understanding of organic chemistry and a remarkable ability not to cry when faced with horrors beyond moral comprehension."
*lol, credit Bananer because I pretty much stole it from him. I love this, I probably won’t be on much for a while since I’m on vacation but I’m definitely gonna make a char*
*I'll credit both of you*
*Thank you so much, my brosef*
*brosef?*
*It doesn't mean anything. An extended version of "bro"*
He thinks for a second. "Yeah, we can fix that. We just need to add a bubble machine."
"EXACTLY!" She beams, patting his head "Smart cookie!"
"Cooking is largely chemistry mixed with art, at least how I do it. I'm called The Worldwide Gourmet because I can, according to legend, make any dish using any ingredients, even if I haven't seen or used them before. That requires a deep understanding of organic chemistry and a remarkable ability not to cry when faced with horrors beyond moral comprehension."
"RIGHT! HOW SILLY OF ME!" She bows down to an unnatural degree, her head nearly touching the ground from how she was folded in half "My name is Stroth! I never got to ask yours! What is your name my fine furry fellow?"
"Cooking is largely chemistry mixed with art, at least how I do it. I'm called The Worldwide Gourmet because I can, according to legend, make any dish using any ingredients, even if I haven't seen or used them before. That requires a deep understanding of organic chemistry and a remarkable ability not to cry when faced with horrors beyond moral comprehension."
"RIGHT! HOW SILLY OF ME!" She bows down to an unnatural degree, her head nearly touching the ground from how she was folded in half "My name is Stroth! I never got to ask yours! What is your name my fine furry fellow?"
He pats her head. "They just call me The Worldwide Gourmet. Or Mr. Worldwide. Or Chef Wide. I, uh, only have two stars out of five. I'm not really culinary nobility, I'm afraid. My hedonic engineering skills are a bit lacking."
"Cooking is largely chemistry mixed with art, at least how I do it. I'm called The Worldwide Gourmet because I can, according to legend, make any dish using any ingredients, even if I haven't seen or used them before. That requires a deep understanding of organic chemistry and a remarkable ability not to cry when faced with horrors beyond moral comprehension."
"RIGHT! HOW SILLY OF ME!" She bows down to an unnatural degree, her head nearly touching the ground from how she was folded in half "My name is Stroth! I never got to ask yours! What is your name my fine furry fellow?"
He pats her head. "They just call me The Worldwide Gourmet. Or Mr. Worldwide. Or Chef Wide. I, uh, only have two stars out of five. I'm not really culinary nobility, I'm afraid. My hedonic engineering skills are a bit lacking."
the guy with the flesh-metal arm glanced over "could you two be quiet? im doing something quite delecate here" he resumed fiddling with the wires within his arm
He pats her head. "They just call me The Worldwide Gourmet. Or Mr. Worldwide. Or Chef Wide. I, uh, only have two stars out of five. I'm not really culinary nobility, I'm afraid. My hedonic engineering skills are a bit lacking."
the guy with the flesh-metal arm glanced over "could you two be quiet? im doing something quite delecate here" he resumed fiddling with the wires within his arm
"Sorry..." Worldwide goes quiet, but doesn't seem all that bothered.
He pats her head. "They just call me The Worldwide Gourmet. Or Mr. Worldwide. Or Chef Wide. I, uh, only have two stars out of five. I'm not really culinary nobility, I'm afraid. My hedonic engineering skills are a bit lacking."
the guy with the flesh-metal arm glanced over "could you two be quiet? im doing something quite delecate here" he resumed fiddling with the wires within his arm
"Sorry..." Worldwide goes quiet, but doesn't seem all that bothered.
The guy harrumphs as he finally finished whatever he was doing and closes the flesh again "its fine. its just if i had messed up, my arm could have exploded. or worse"
"Cooking is largely chemistry mixed with art, at least how I do it. I'm called The Worldwide Gourmet because I can, according to legend, make any dish using any ingredients, even if I haven't seen or used them before. That requires a deep understanding of organic chemistry and a remarkable ability not to cry when faced with horrors beyond moral comprehension."
"RIGHT! HOW SILLY OF ME!" She bows down to an unnatural degree, her head nearly touching the ground from how she was folded in half "My name is Stroth! I never got to ask yours! What is your name my fine furry fellow?"
He pats her head. "They just call me The Worldwide Gourmet. Or Mr. Worldwide. Or Chef Wide. I, uh, only have two stars out of five. I'm not really culinary nobility, I'm afraid. My hedonic engineering skills are a bit lacking."
"I would disagree you see! I can sense great potential in you." She said, beaming.
"Sorry..." Worldwide goes quiet, but doesn't seem all that bothered.
The guy harrumphs as he finally finished whatever he was doing and closes the flesh again "its fine. its just if i had messed up, my arm could have exploded. or worse"
"Why would you get an arm like that if it's so dangerous?"
"Cooking is largely chemistry mixed with art, at least how I do it. I'm called The Worldwide Gourmet because I can, according to legend, make any dish using any ingredients, even if I haven't seen or used them before. That requires a deep understanding of organic chemistry and a remarkable ability not to cry when faced with horrors beyond moral comprehension."
"RIGHT! HOW SILLY OF ME!" She bows down to an unnatural degree, her head nearly touching the ground from how she was folded in half "My name is Stroth! I never got to ask yours! What is your name my fine furry fellow?"
He pats her head. "They just call me The Worldwide Gourmet. Or Mr. Worldwide. Or Chef Wide. I, uh, only have two stars out of five. I'm not really culinary nobility, I'm afraid. My hedonic engineering skills are a bit lacking."
the guy with the flesh-metal arm glanced over "could you two be quiet? im doing something quite delecate here" he resumed fiddling with the wires within his arm
Stroth snaps around, his eyes slit pupils "How rude of you! Don't you know it's very very VERY rude to be interrupting a person speaking!"
He pats her head. "They just call me The Worldwide Gourmet. Or Mr. Worldwide. Or Chef Wide. I, uh, only have two stars out of five. I'm not really culinary nobility, I'm afraid. My hedonic engineering skills are a bit lacking."
"I would disagree you see! I can sense great potential in you." She said, beaming.
He thinks for a moment, then nods. "You're probably right. I have good study skills, and I'm highly adaptable, so that 3/5 is pretty much assured assuming someone doesn't assassinate me." He tilts his head. "You're really supportive. Most people don't really care, since they can't afford catering. They just eat out or buy something from the superstores. Ultraprocessed either way."
A young woman is at the park, walking a curly-coated cat on a leash
Stroth, who is watching above, waves down "Nice cat!"
'Thanks! You wanna pet him, he's friendly?'
"YES!!!" she jumps down off the building which is... at least 7 stories. She lands perfectly, without issue, without harm. She walks over, humming happily.
A young woman is at the park, walking a curly-coated cat on a leash
Stroth, who is watching above, waves down "Nice cat!"
'Thanks! You wanna pet him, he's friendly?'
"YES!!!" she jumps down off the building which is... at least 7 stories. She lands perfectly, without issue, without harm. She walks over, humming happily.
'How did you... ok, whatever. Cool trick, fair enough'. The cat walks over to Stroth, purring
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*lol, credit Bananer because I pretty much stole it from him. I love this, I probably won’t be on much for a while since I’m on vacation but I’m definitely gonna make a char*
*I'll credit both of you*
*Thank you so much, my brosef*
*brosef?*
*It doesn't mean anything. An extended version of "bro"*
*ah. Cool, broski.*
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A young woman is at the park, walking a curly-coated cat on a leash
A man, formerly young-looking but aged by years and years of immense stress, sits on a nearby bench. He's a healthy weight, average height, and dressed in clothes far, far too warm for the sweltering city (sweater vest and apron). He looks over with tired red eyes. "Nice cat. I didn't realize people still kept them as pets."
A young woman is at the park, walking a curly-coated cat on a leash
A man, formerly young-looking but aged by years and years of immense stress, sits on a nearby bench. He's a healthy weight, average height, and dressed in clothes far, far too warm for the sweltering city (sweater vest and apron). He looks over with tired red eyes. "Nice cat. I didn't realize people still kept them as pets."
'Yeah, they might be a bit niche but they're just soooo cute! You wanna pet him? His name is Mr Fuzzy'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
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"Cooking is largely chemistry mixed with art, at least how I do it. I'm called The Worldwide Gourmet because I can, according to legend, make any dish using any ingredients, even if I haven't seen or used them before. That requires a deep understanding of organic chemistry and a remarkable ability not to cry when faced with horrors beyond moral comprehension."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*It doesn't mean anything. An extended version of "bro"*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"RIGHT! HOW SILLY OF ME!" She bows down to an unnatural degree, her head nearly touching the ground from how she was folded in half "My name is Stroth! I never got to ask yours! What is your name my fine furry fellow?"
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He pats her head. "They just call me The Worldwide Gourmet. Or Mr. Worldwide. Or Chef Wide. I, uh, only have two stars out of five. I'm not really culinary nobility, I'm afraid. My hedonic engineering skills are a bit lacking."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
the guy with the flesh-metal arm glanced over "could you two be quiet? im doing something quite delecate here" he resumed fiddling with the wires within his arm
he/him|call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
LORD AND MASTER OF THE VOID.
"Sorry..." Worldwide goes quiet, but doesn't seem all that bothered.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Ooh!*
Heyo! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Foxy Lunar Archpriest. Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/Him
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love K-pop Demon Hunters and Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
I love to bake and make delicious treats!
The guy harrumphs as he finally finished whatever he was doing and closes the flesh again "its fine. its just if i had messed up, my arm could have exploded. or worse"
he/him|call me Chara (more known), or void
PM me the word AVACADO
LORD AND MASTER OF THE VOID.
"I would disagree you see! I can sense great potential in you." She said, beaming.
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A young woman is at the park, walking a curly-coated cat on a leash
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Why would you get an arm like that if it's so dangerous?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Stroth snaps around, his eyes slit pupils "How rude of you! Don't you know it's very very VERY rude to be interrupting a person speaking!"
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Stroth, who is watching above, waves down "Nice cat!"
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'Thanks! You wanna pet him, he's friendly?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
He thinks for a moment, then nods. "You're probably right. I have good study skills, and I'm highly adaptable, so that 3/5 is pretty much assured assuming someone doesn't assassinate me." He tilts his head. "You're really supportive. Most people don't really care, since they can't afford catering. They just eat out or buy something from the superstores. Ultraprocessed either way."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"YES!!!" she jumps down off the building which is... at least 7 stories. She lands perfectly, without issue, without harm. She walks over, humming happily.
01010011 01100101 01100011 01101111 01101110 01100100 01100001 01110010 01111001 00100000 01000001 01100011 01100011 01101111 01110101 01101110 01110100
'How did you... ok, whatever. Cool trick, fair enough'. The cat walks over to Stroth, purring
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*ah. Cool, broski.*
When you left this town, with your windows down
And the wilderness inside
Let the exits pass, all the tar and glass
'Til the road and sky align
extended sig
A man, formerly young-looking but aged by years and years of immense stress, sits on a nearby bench. He's a healthy weight, average height, and dressed in clothes far, far too warm for the sweltering city (sweater vest and apron). He looks over with tired red eyes. "Nice cat. I didn't realize people still kept them as pets."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Yeah, they might be a bit niche but they're just soooo cute! You wanna pet him? His name is Mr Fuzzy'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.