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Zemblanity Insomnia rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:36 pm
 The competition had already started for a good 10minutes, but neither Freja nor Celest had started to cook! And why was that? Well, it was because Freja was still holding Celeste tight against her (probably suffocating her a bit) in order to protect her from the evil red-haired man! It was well known, male redhead were evil! Even more if they were Chinese. Another ten minutes, and she still hadn't let the girl go! Oh, what was winning a cooking contest compared to saving the life of your bestfriend? When she was sure that Crimson wasn't about to attack her, she finally let her friend go. "There! You are safe now! But while saving you, we lost time... Do you know any French appetizer? Oh! I know! French Toasts!" Was it French and was it an appetizer? Probably not, but it was toasts and it was named French, so it was good enough for her. "So, we can go get some bread and..NO! NO. It's too dangerious. You stay here where it's safe okay?" On that, the woman ran to the ingrediant tables, grabbing what was needed and hurried back to the kitchen-section where the two woman could finally start to cook... french toasts.
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LoliKokoro rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:38 pm
...French food. What did Haruka know how to make that was French? She stood at her station for a moment, wracking her brain in search of something she could make. ...Quiche, was that French? Sounded French to her. And so she set about making mini artichoke quiches. But she hadn't made them forever, just once, a while ago, and she was quite clumsy in her preparation. Stupid French food.
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LoliKokoro rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:40 pm
And if she thought she had done poorly making the things, Haruka did even worse when it came to arranging the quiches. The crusts were too fragile, it seemed, and a few of them crumbled while she transferred them to the plate. She cursed softly under her breathe, trying her best to make do with what she had. They really didn't look great, did they?
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 4:52 pm
Of course, Alanis knew exactly what to do! They were going to make a Vichyssoise! Because a potato and leek soup wasn't fancy enough! And didn't come from Paris~ The city of Love! Neither was the vichyssoise, but try telling that to Alanis, really.... "Lucas, honey? Can you peel some potatoes? Oh, and some leek too... and can you boil some milk for me please? Oh, can you cut onions too? They always make me cry..." Was she bossy? Well, of course she was, but she was doing it all for LOVE.
((Alanis will roll for presentation))
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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mintysprig rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:10 pm
 And then the festival began! Ah, good thing too; Benedikt was getting bored just studying these people. No one new! Everyone the same! He shook his head and had stood up with Kevin, motioning to the man to the booth that he was going to head for. This probably wasn't going to end well, but, well, Benedikt didn't mind what was going to happen. He raised a brow at Kevin with the sudden French, but even he knew a simple expression like that. “Only for léger de main, mate.” One of the four phrases Benedikt knew – and it wasn't even French! Or he was pretty sure it wasn't, he didn't really speak to many of those French. Too.. French. He went off to fetch the ingredients asked and then, upon his return, simply sat back and let Kevin do his thing. His.. horrible thing.. Tabasco, mayonaise, and frog legs.. Really, that just looked disgusting, but, hey, Benedikt wasn't going to eat it! He took it out of the oven when the food finished and went to work arranging them to look better. A simple circular pattern on a plate should be easy enough and, hey, people loved circles!
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mintysprig rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:32 pm
 Ah~ Of course it was niiice, Benedek knew Hayden liked Benedek! They were the best of friends! Or, at the very least, they were close enough to share special cookies and not shove eachother into ovens just to see what would happen~ ...Would Hayden do that to Benedek? Oh, probably not, but since when did anyone ever worry what Hayden would do to Benedek? “Noooo, I don't waaanna~” He giggled and was jussst about to outright lick the man to test how the texture of his skin would feel against his tongue – in the most platonic way one can lick another friend. But, the old lady on the microphone had alerted him to the festival starting. Oh! Contest! Food! Fun! Hayden! “Cooking~ Hayden, Hayden~ We're gonna cook!” Yes! They would! Because, whether Hayden liked it or not, Benedek had already signed them both up! When they first arrived~ He knew that Benedikt would have slithered his way out like the snake he was, so he wrote down the next person he felt like doing it with – which was Hayden! Soft, smooth, Hayden~ He hummed pleasantly against the other before, with a sudden burst of strength, yanked the man after him to a table. Cooking time!
Benedek let go of Hayden when they reached the table, darting off to the ingredients and.. skimming right by to the desserts! Oh, he loved desserts~ Candies and things of that like! He snatched up some fruits, chocolate, bags of sugar, cinnamon, ice cream, whipped cream, and about anything else he could think of getting. Once he got back and dropped it onto the table, he got to work! A very fast, sloppy work, but, hey, how hard was it to shove sweets together? Benedek grabbed a pear and doused it in chocolate, caramel, marshmallows, and sprinkles before shoving it on a stick he had picked up earlier. In the same second, he switched on the fire on the burner and went to roasting the pear giddily for a few minutes until he bored of it and shoved it at Hayden to finish. In the meantime, he went to munching on the remaining marshmallows under the table.
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mintysprig rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 8 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:54 pm
 Benedetta had walked Emery over to an empty table as soon as she heard the announcement, frowning as she moved by Benedek and Hayden's table. Jealous? Yes, but she wasn't going to show it.. for now. Instead, she would focus on impressing Hayden by her cooking skills! Emery would be a little bit of a hassle, but the girl did enjoy making things look pretty and, besides, Benedetta loved to teach Emery! It looked more charming when a pair of sisters were working together so well, right? She tied the leash to the table, which was thankfully long enough to give the girl some room, and retrieved a pair of hairbands from her pocket. She tied her hair up and motioned Emery to turn around so she could get hers as well. No way was she having a stray hair in her food! She would have gotten hairnets, but those didn't look good at all. “Stay.” She said before she went off to fetch the ingredients she needed. French? Well, she had gone to France, hadn't she? And escargot was the first thing to come to mind!
So, she fetched some snails, mushrooms, and a few other things before coming back. She handed a banana to Emery, “I'll cook, Emery, you just eat this until it's your turn.” That should keep the girl occupied for half an hour. From there, she preheated the oven, went to mix up some herb butter, and spooned some out into a few mushroom caps along with a snail in each. Most were squeamish at snails, so hiding them in a mushroom was the best solution! She just had to hope they enjoyed mushrooms. She set them in the oven and then proceeded to wait the twenty or so minutes for it to bake! Then Emery could do her job~
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mintysprig rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 6:19 pm
 The announcement was made and, so, the baboon was lead off to the table warily to stand beside Reinbach. The animal stood before the table, his eyes blank as can be as he stared at the station he was left to do.. something at.. He didn't really know much about his purpose here, just that it was a lovely day and he was next to a nice smelling man who flossed his teeth. The animal sat down and flicked his tail about, his head twisting around to observe the others speedily at work – the closest being a brunette doing some odd motion with a spoon and a bowl. A spoon and bowl just like the one he saw on the station! He made a small sound of curiosity as he stood up on his legs, lumbering for the table to drag down a wooden spoon and metal bowl. He stared at Haruka for a second longer before he turned his eyes to his bowl and clumsily started to bang his spoon around in what was intended to be a circular motion. ..But, seconds passed and he grew frustrated that it didn't look just like how the female was doing it. He bared his teeth and cried out before throwing the spoon at the table, knocking a bottle of olive oil onto a plate with the same luck that the previous Florence's before him was blessed with. His arms went above his head and he circled the place he was at angrily in the meantime, kicking his metal bowl for good measure.
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mintysprig rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 6:35 pm
 Conor, just as Keith had pulled back and left, took a second to realize that it was show time~ Ah, of course! Time to enact the plan of getting first place was in play! He walked right over to John and.. frowned as he saw the boy hugging some other kid. Uh. Yeah, he couldn't tell if this was a bad thing to stop or what, so he just kicked the little boy off of John and dragged the blond away – who was wide-eyed and confused, but feeling horrible as he saw dad shove his miracle worker away from him. But, hey, he was breathing alright now! Maybe he wouldn't need to be rescued just yet? Yep! He was fine! For now, he should enjoy not having to walk as Conor dragged him by his feet with one hand over to the table. Thankfully, the boy's oversized shirt provided enough of a blanket between him and the gravel below for him not to get scrapped too badly by the action – it just mostly hurt when Conor let the kid's lower half fall to the floor so suddenly. John forced himself not to wince, since that would just make things worse, and got to his feet, eager to start to cook with his dad~
Conor, though, was more concerned about what the ******** he was supposed to be making. French? Uh.. Damn it, Keith knew all the recipes! Not Conor! He just did what he was told half the time! ..Alright, no need to panic; he bet something Frenchie was in – oh. Of course. He rolled his eyes and headed off to the table, grabbing a bag of potatoes and salt. French Fries! Of course, why didn't he think of that?! He dropped the bag at John's feet and shoved a knife into his hands, ordering him to cut them up like a french fry ought to look like! John stared blankly at him, but, well, he guessed he didn't want to make dad angry.. So, he took a potato out and started to saw at it with the knife, his heart thudding anxiously in fear he would cut himself or something. Conor, on the other hand, had went to playing with the fire while setting a pan up~ Well, duh, you had to fry fries! How else would you make them?
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mintysprig rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 6:48 pm
 On the ground, hacking away at a potato, was little John! Oh, he really wasn't doing very well here – he had almost cut himself twice, but he almost had his second potato cut in half! That was what Conor wanted, right? Cut potatoes! He didn't know what french fries were, or.. what they were supposed to look like.. But, he had a knife and some potatoes, so that meant he cut them as best he could before dad was done doing whatever! He had his second potato chopped before that happened and Conor.. still wasn't pleased. In fact, he smacked the kid and scolded him for making the worst looking potatoes ever! Conor continued to grumble such things as he dropped the potatoes in the pan and played with the fire, leaving John to stare at the ground sadly on the edge of crying. But he wouldn't shed a tear! Because that would probably get him hit again, mostly, but also because men didn't cry! Over at the actual cooking part of the station, Conor had dumped the potatoes out when he figured they looked done – brown and black meant done, right? Yeah, sounded right. Onto a plate with some ketchup squeezed on the side by John because, well, the kid wasn't doing s**t anyway, and the presentation was done!
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Zemblanity Insomnia rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 7:02 pm
 Ah~ Just look at Florence! Such beauty! Such grace! Such divine skills! Truly, that Florence was God among Gods! Just a step lower then Reinbach himself and his dearest Brother Gaston! He would even dare to say, of the same level as Lac Virginite his lovely peacock and Napoleon his trusty steed! Together, him and Florence would dominate the festival! No one would be able to do something more beautiful than them! So what if it turned out to taste like s**t? They weren't here to fed peasants, they were here to make art! They did call it Culinary Arts after all! There was no where in the name that said it had to taste good. It just had to be beautiful and that would be perfect! He looked at the bowl Florence had played with... had some weird green mixture, overflowing with olive oil and full of peices of the baboon's fur... AH! YES! Reinbach could see it! He could see the potential! He took the bowl and... Started to sing. Why? Well, because the sound of his voice was good enough to inpire the mixture into becoming beautiful by itself.
As he sang, the baboon became more and more agitated. Oh? Was he dancing? Oh yes! that was exactly what he was doing! Look at the monkey! Jumping and slamming his hands on the top of the tables, smashing all the food there into a puré. Of course,they just had to add it to the mixture! Reinbach placed the...soup? Yes, let's call it a soup. He placed the soup in a fancy place, placed the mahsed mess Florence had done on top of it and then sprinked it with grass from under Florence's feet. The monkey was had been dancing, it shouldn't go to waste!
In the end, it did look more edible than it really was...
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FantasyFollower rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 7:17 pm
-Hayden Rusacanth-
Wait what? He was doing what? ...All right? "You are aware I'm not the best cook, right?" It was a good thing to mention before anything happened. Really, some miracle was present here, for how the artist lived all these years without burning the house down or suffering from severe food poisoning. But luck was on his side yet again as Benedek already started to cook or rather drop a lot of things together and then shoved it his way. "...You really like marshmallows don't you?" commented the man before chuckling. Nothing like being dosed some LSD to make you lose that edge. Hayden shook his head lightly and tried to make the best of this by decorating the weird thing Benedek concocted.
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FantasyFollower rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 7:21 pm
-Lucas Grey-
"Sure thing" smiled the male. Of course he had no clue what they were making, but he would follow instructions! Because as Alanis was the ideal psycho girlfriend, Lucas would be the naive perfect boyfriend who followed orders! But when was that any different? Lucas did whatever Alanis had him do and when he was done he left the dish to be decorated with love by his love~ How sweet~
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