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Kari was so wrapped up in trying to finish her work before time ran out that she only noticed Dr. Hyde as he picked up one of her veggie bowls. Kari could only stare at the judge while suppressing a glare. Everything is trying to give me a heart attack today she groaned internally. She felt her heart drop into her stomach as he picked an eyeball out of her bowl and tossed it away.

"So, how do you feel about your chances of winning?"

Was this a trick question? Maybe she was being tested on how well she could cope when pressured. She had to breathe... if this was a test, she would pass it. "I think I have a pretty good chance at winning as long as I give it my all", she replied, trying her best to appear confident without sounding cocky. "If I do that, I won't have any regrets, win or lose."

Afterwards, neither Dr Hyde or Gorgon Ramsay bothered with her. "I wonder if I did something wrong", the ghoul murmured, her cutting speed slowly increasing with her paranoid thoughts, "... or maybe Dr. Hyde wasn't happy with my answer... what if actually wasn't testing me, but he actually wanted an honest response!? Ahhhhhh, they totally hate me now!" she squealed, her cut veggies now abandoned as she flailed her arms around in dismay, the knife still in her hand while real tears mingled with the fake ones on her face induced by her veggies.

After spazzing out for a minute or two, she was able to wipe her face on her elbow and calmed down long enough to remember where she was. The veggies still needed to be finished! Setting aside her troublesome thoughts, she worked furiously towards slicing her veggies. Maybe it was actually a blessing in disguise that the judges didn't bother her any further, since she was able to finish her cutting with just a few minutes to spare. The bowls containing her cut veggies looked good, nothing in them that shouldn't be, as far as she could tell.

"I really shouldn't let myself get sidetracked so much", Kari sighed as she set the out her bowls for their final inspection, then cleaned her station of lose veggie debris and wiped off the counter while she waited for the timer to tick down.

Hanna had made it!! He couldn't believe it, he had no clue that he would have been able to get this far. True, he did have confidence that he would have passed, but this was exciting!! He even grinned when the task was revealed, which was a bit disconcerting to be truthful, but hey! He was being given a chance and that was what mattered.

Quickly he managed to gather all one hundred in his cart, then started to work on declawing them. They were nothing short of a nightmare and Hanna was thankful for his glasses, as they managed to protect his eyes while he worked on the rabid veggies. One even managed to bite him while he was getting another and he almost dropped the one he had been grabbing in the process, giving that one a glare and singling it out. It's declawing was next and a little more brutal than it needed to be, but Hanna figured he deserved it.

Finally he finished and he glanced over at the clock, calculating his time. 6 minutes for 100!! He beamed a little, that wasn't very bad at all.

OOC

STEP 1: DECLAWING AND DEFANGING
CONTESTANT NAME: Hanna Worth
MINUTES LEFT: 60-6 = 54/60

Sucre would have been surprised if she didn't at least make it through the tryouts. Not only did she make it, but she got a positive, at least in her mind, comment from the judge. Oh she could be more than mildly threatening she thought as she was blindfolded and moved into a dark space. She followed Gorgon Ramsey's instructions, eager for the next round and more than happy to see the camera crews. Sucre was a star!

She jumped back as the monster truck spewed out hundreds of tearjerker veggies. They were chomping and writhing. Sucre laughed but hushed down as Gorgon Ramsey made an example out of one the frightening veggies. He was so quick. Once he let them loose, Sucre rushed forward with no plan at all. She hoped maybe to just be able to catch them with her overpowering energy. Unfortunately a sweet goo-girl wasn't much cut out for veggie herding.

Sucre wasted a big chunk of her time removing them from her goo, She had caught them easily enough, rather they caught her, but she was having trouble un-catching them. The Veggie's tentacles were causing fits of unwanted laughter while the teeth had her angrily crying out and tossing them around.

After what felt like an eternity she had gathered her hundred, though booth parties looked worse for wear. Most of her tearjerker's were covered in bits of goo and she had several chunks missing from her arms and legs. Luckily her goo just returned to its owner and she was looking a bit more presentable as she prepared to slice the bad veggies.

Maddie wasn't sure how she felt about how she felt being give such a subpar score (ok, maybe it was overcooked, but it was overcooked to perfection), but it seemed she'd have to play by the rules here. At the very least, it seemed a handful of the other students got a much harsher critique, which helped boost her ego a bit. Regardless of what the judges said, she knew she was awesome, and would continue proving so.

At least she moved onto the next round and was ready to kick BUTT.
Being blindfolded though, was unpleasant, but at least it added to the suprise factor, and all she could do was grin widely when they were told to slice and dice some tearjerkers. She already sliced up one, so what was 100 more, give or take?

It actually didn't take her too long to gather them up, hissing and biting back when they misbehaved, and slashing up a few on her way back to the table.
Just sit still while she put you all out of your misery.

She had just about finished slicing up the last one when the camera suddenly turned on her.
Oh, an interview? Sure why not. Everyone deserved to know how awesome she was.


"Uh, ME of course. Because I'm the best at everything."


"YOU'RE ALL GOING TO LOSE."


"I'm better".

Sucre gripped the knife her hand and was just about to smash, and enjoy doing so, the tearjerker when camera invaded her space. Sucre jumped up, dropping the knife and smoothing down her hair.



She smiled. "My name is Sucre Von Toverij and HI MOM AND DAD!" Sucre waved vigorously toward the camera sending bits of goo flying. "Oh, uh, I like having fun and sugar and like hanging out with all sorts of creeple and I mostly bake because sweets are the best but but cooking in general is fun I guess....

Her answer was sharply cut off when another question was thrown at her. No problem, she'd do better on this one.



"I like winning, "she started," and I can definitely see myself winning, but being on TV and getting my name out there is a delicious prize on it's own. Money is great, but being a star is even better." Just for an added flair she thumbs-uped the camera. Nailed it!

Sucre was so ready for the next question, and determined to look as awesome as she possibly could.



Her grin fell, and her face contorted in confusion, "Ah what,,,," The sleek interviewer looked serious. "Well she began," her grin reforming as she faced the camera, "Not yet! But if everyone keeps eating my food they'll have little Sucre food babies!!" She sort of puffed her stomach out. Everything looked cooler on tv right?

Sucre glanced at the time once the camera turned toward another contestant. She spent about as much time as it took her to nab the tearjerkers as it did to interview. At least that was time well spent.

The goo-girl still could still beat the clock and slice the wriggling tearjerkers so she once again found her knife and the unlucky veggie. Sucre's hyper cutting would pay off..

Ruth had the sense to look properly abashed at the verbal lashing she got from Chef Ramsay. Inwardly, she was grinning and waiting to be booted out as per his less-than-pleased response to the invisible jambalawwa puree soup. Instead, the blonde reaper had to contend with the fact that she made it, and now had to pretend to be overwhelmed with happiness and relief and grattitude. How do you do that through pantomime?

The reaper settled for fanning her face as she forced tears out of her hidden eyes on command, mouth pulled in an ear-to-ear smile that she hoped matched the aforementioned emotions. But she didn't have time to celebrate (or pretend to) and hard to fight her instinct of plunging her elbow into the person behind her. It was just part of the contest, wasn't it? She hoped it was, because her hands itched to summon her steel pipe, just to be sure.

When instructed on what the contestants had to do in Round 1, Ruth grimaced.

Using knives was not her specialty as she was more at home with bludgeoning objects (see: steel pipe) but she watched the demonstration carefully and with intensity. After all, Authority Figures had that effect on her and no one was more of an authority in the kitchen than Gorgon Ramsay. When it came her turn to do the same, well, she managed to complete the task quickly. There were stil lashes and gnashing, but having her eyes hidden behind her bangs helped in confusing the tearjerkers where to strike. She got away with minor crying (apart from her earlier display) and a scratch or four on her cheeks.