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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. ]]

Comments

[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!