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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Who: Intensity, Kohime and you unlucky fool
Where: Hotel lobby/dining room
When: Day 234 evening

[Oh me, oh my! What's this? Looks like a section of the dining area closest to the lobby has been commandeered for a Live. This one hosted by the new sword cat and her FiN assistant. (Ssshhh don't let him hear anyone say that).]

[Kohime is standing on the table, hands on her hips and clearly amused -- she's in on a joke that Intensity most definitely is not.]

Hey, "Idols"~

Nerdboy here thinks it's no big deal to try out a little home cooking from my world. But I thought it'd be more fun if there was a little more challenge to it. Whoever eats more than Intensity here gets a prize, and he gets embarrassed! So it's a win-win.

[Piled high on the gathered tables are stacks of Horde ration bars with this masterpiece as the centerpiece. Except with hmmm... who is that supposed to be again? instead.

Intensity huffs, crossing his arms as he sits up straighter in his chair: ]

How bad can it be?

[ Famous last words ]

[[ ooc: FiN/Avante Live. Why eat at all those nice restaurants the production provided when you could be eating this? Yes, they taste as awful as they look. ]]

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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Cat fight cat fight.

Don't mind him as he settles back to watch the show]

[hissterics]

[ I mean ok but she's absolutely whipping the ration bar goop at his face in retaliation.

Do you think the fake drawn on face will overlap his real face? Ah, an uncanny resemblance. ]

1/3

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Wha---!?

Party fowl! Party fowl!

(Is eating it not suffering enough?)]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Smash cut to Kohime setting Wataru's hair on fire]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Ah.

. . .

Pointedly wiping the gunk of his face]

Come now. Is that all you've got?

[hissterics]

[ The drawn on face totally does slide down his face.


Pls hold the challenge games while she doubles over, laughing her ass off in delight. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Hmmmmm.

Excuse her then while he grabs the nearest metal object (probably a spatula to serve the ration bar cake in) and starts using the brand new FiN ability to curve it into a perfect arch.]

You think you're so clever.

[hissterics]

[ She does not look remotely deterred, her tail swishing back and forth in amusement. ]

I mean, I'm just standing here.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Then you won't mind standing there for a little while longer, Lord What's-Your-Bucket.

[This is the sound of someone tinkering and gadgeteering.

Yep]

[hissterics]

Uh, what? It's Sabre.

[ She yawns, making a big production out of losing interest. ]

Look, can you hurry it up with whatever counterattack you're telegraphing? I've got stuff to do.

[ (She does not) ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Pretty sure it was Mittens.

[But sure. He grabs another utensil, gadgeteering a ration bar to it and then proceeds to shoot his ration-bar arrow from his makeshift utensil bow.

Think fast.

Or actually just don't twitch too much because whew, who knew a two-second bow would lean to the left like that? Card projectiles so much easier.]

[hissterics]

[ She ducks out of the way, because she, too, . . . is cat.

Sorry Intensity.

But she does retaliate by levitating the entire "cake" into the air and letting it drop with a crash, sending mush projectiles everywhere.

At least this particular tactic is non-discriminatory in its carnage. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[At least his "face" is--- well now splattered all over him. ... This is never going to come out of white.

Time to rely on a oldie but goodie.

(╯ರ Д ರ）╯︵ ┻━┻

Table flipping]

[hissterics]

[ Holy shit.

This noodle is the best.

After the initial startled cat squeak and dive, she settles on her launches to take in the tantrum and -- starts giggling all over again. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He is the very textbook definition of maturity. How dare you, madam!

Also.

Does that mean he can finally pelt her with a half destroyed ration bar?]

[hissterics]

[ Yes.

. . .

But is it as satisfying when she just takes a glob of it and drops it in her mouth without even cringing. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[ ... Internal shudder. ]

That was not nearly as satisfying as it should have been.

[hissterics]

[ Laughs! ]

I live to disappoint.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

That's not actually a desirable characteristic.

[hissterics]

Wooooow, I'd probably care if I was worried about being a people-pleaser. Good thing I'm not!