WEEK 5 AFTERPARTY / WEEKEND

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[After - well, all of that, there's a bit of downtime. And, given a few hours, Moriarty inevitably wakes up...and wordlessly heads to the kitchen to start preparing food for everyone who's left.

He's still preparing food for everyone there for most of the rest of the day, and though he's still tired, it's something, right? He assumes everyone will get hungry without him saying anything or gathering everyone, at least.

He has no idea if anyone's died, but....maybe, just maybe, the tides have finally turned.]

Gah...!

[Now if he could just stop accidentally cutting himself while preparing food, everything would be fine.]

Comments

[houndumb]

It was totally something.

[Squinting...! Penguins are not subtle even if they have no such thing as facial expressions!!

Also giving Trollstar Mcdood a solid shove, may he not end up back in the fridge tbh.]

No way, I totally ain't in the mood to get banned from more kitchens. Pretty sure the House would try that, too!!

[Seriously, you don't want to know how thoroughly he's been banned from cooking at the Foundation.]

[resortghosts]

[ You heard nothing Nora!

Pushing attack #2... he falls over and rolls in one semi fluid motion. He still can't walk but it seems he's improving in other areas?!?! ]

The house can do that dood? [ Somehow that's the shocking part, because he's not surprised Nora has been banned from the kitchen before. ]

[houndumb]

[Wow, truly (t)rollstar is rolling smoothly along somehow. Nora just gives the rolling Prinny the weirdest look but at least he doesn't step on it this time???]

It's an alive House, it could probably do all sorts of weird crap if you're inside it?

[Or on the roof. RIP everyone trying to patrol half the time. Just rolling his eyes because his kitchen exploits are probably pretty infamous, he'll own them.]

[resortghosts]

I see...yes, that does make sense dood. [ But as much as he would like potentially like to discuss how strange the house is, he has other things he should be doing. Flying up to rummage in the cabinets real quick. ]

Caramel or ranch popcorn, dood?

[houndumb]

[He'll just crane his neck to figure out what Prinny is even doing. May nothing end up falling on his head due to wayward flippers.]

... Caramel? I ain't even ever had ranch but that doesn't sound right.

[Of course he'd go for the sweets instantly, I don't know what you expected here.]

[resortghosts]

Really? It is a peculiar flavor combination, but I knew someone who was very fond of it, dood.

[ Caramel it is then, going with the microwaveable popcorn here because pressed for time. Also where's the sugar...there's probably a few other spices flying here. ]

[houndumb]

Hmph, if you're lookin' for salty popcorn ya gotta have CHEESE, duh.

[No that's just his bias for cheesy food speaking.

He's just shuffling around the kitchen scenting the air and the aroma of popcorn at this point. If lavender Prinny doesn't want its entire popcorn crop disappearing it may want some snack insurance. Why are there so many spices, dog is going to sneeze a bit with all the smells in the air.]

[resortghosts]

...what if it was ranch with cheese, dood?

[ I mean cheese works with a lot of things. Lavender prinny is cooking several bags of popcorn, so hopefully one will do for snack insurance. Helpfully handing dog a papertowl though at the sneezes. ]

[houndumb]

Why would you put ranch with cheese...

[He seems dubious about this!! But since there's cheese involved he seems to at least be mildly considering it, at least before he gets distracted by the amount of popcorn and trying to plug up sneezing and spice attacks with papertowels. There's an offended snuffle.]

What're you even doing, you're getting shit all over the kitchen...