Oh yeah, we should probably get that torch on the way out.
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7 yrs ago
So apparently, business shorts are a thing that exists. All I can say is... why?
7 yrs ago
Been busy lately, courtesy of the guy who thought that it was a good idea to have 3 assignments and a test due in the same week.
7 yrs ago
Cards against humanity is... more certainly something else
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7 yrs ago
*Person with Seeing Eye dog stops right next to me* *Goes to pet the dog* *Sees "Please don't pet the dog" sign* ;-; I cry every time
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Anyone remember the period a little after guildfall, when the site didn't have a lot of work put into it, the servers went down pretty often and people were moving out? We waited and waited until boom, Mahz made America the guild great again. That was about where I left off.
My mistake was trying to take on everything at once (and being cringy as hell but I mean come on). Well now I'm back, and better than ever.
And I'll be damned if I let anything get in the way of having a good time.
My mistake was trying to take on everything at once (and being cringy as hell but I mean come on). Well now I'm back, and better than ever.
And I'll be damned if I let anything get in the way of having a good time.
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Derrick left the dusty hall and reentered the prison block, greeted by the now somewhat comforting light of the torch and the ever-present scent of mold. His steps quickened as he emerged into the light and he soon arrived back at the cell block his teammates were in.
"I got the key!" He said to the girls. "Let's get out of here!"
Derrick was a little nervous. He felt like the Wolfwing could come out at any moment and make all of their efforts useless, as if by unlocking the cell he could summon the beast that kept them in here in the first place. He knew that wouldn't happen but he couldn't stop being at least a little worried.
He fumbled in the lock with the key to clear out the splinters, nearly dropping it once, before he managed to fully push it into the lock. Derrick turned the key and the cell door swung open with a slightly worrying creak.
"Let's go!" He said, gesturing down the hall with his lantern hand. "I found some kind of dusty watchroom or something, maybe we can get out through there."
@Dusksong@lchris314@Hekazu
"I got the key!" He said to the girls. "Let's get out of here!"
Derrick was a little nervous. He felt like the Wolfwing could come out at any moment and make all of their efforts useless, as if by unlocking the cell he could summon the beast that kept them in here in the first place. He knew that wouldn't happen but he couldn't stop being at least a little worried.
He fumbled in the lock with the key to clear out the splinters, nearly dropping it once, before he managed to fully push it into the lock. Derrick turned the key and the cell door swung open with a slightly worrying creak.
"Let's go!" He said, gesturing down the hall with his lantern hand. "I found some kind of dusty watchroom or something, maybe we can get out through there."
@Dusksong@lchris314@Hekazu
@Lord of Evil, @McFazzer
Let's do tomorrow then.
I have something in the morning but I should be free the rest of the day, so ok.
We dead boyz
rip
@Lord of Evil
No one has been accepted yet. Appplications close on Sunday and that's when I'll start selecting. So go for it.
If that's the case then I have something to ask. I'll pm the details sometime, although I gotta go shopping today.
Aw man, I have an idea I really want to do but this looks so full. Any room?
<Snipped quote by Lord of Evil>
I'm doing a collab with @McFazzer and you. Bel waking up depends on both of your availability.
The only time I'm not available these days is when I'm asleep. Which, admittedly, was just now.
Is Bel gonna wake up any time soon?
One more post and I'll be done, probably.
"Settle down, I haven't even started cooking yet." Tony said to the female monk.
Leila, then. She'd just mentioned a sword but Tony didn't see one. Magic shenanigans, undoubtedly. This made him slightly uncomfortable, as it was always easier to predict someone when you know what they've got swinging. She seemed fairly innocent though, and also rather young. Tony gave the girl a brief nod of acknowledgement befote switching his attention. He had food to prepare and the monk had just had a very dangerous suggestion.
"Poison's aren't exactly my field of expertise." Tony told her as he cut off the last of the deer's skin. "I've never exactly had the luxury of studying alchemy, I just cook."
He started gutting the deer, leaving the entrails on the cut hide.
"I don't really have any problems with doing it, but if you're asking me to cook for that bastard then you've got another thing coming." He said calmly. "Now don't disturb me. I need to get cooking."
Tony noticed that the sauce pot, the pot which he'd put a series of ingredients in, was beginning to boil. He gave it a quick stir to dissolve the larger spice chunks and took it off the heat, putting it on the floor nearby. He then washed his knife and moved on to the bear. He began cutting its entrails out similarly to the deer but he also cut large strips of meat and put them in the sauce pot. He continued like that, cutting strips of bear meat and putting them in the pot, but left a large part of the bear meat for later. He put his gutting knife in the washing pot and cleaned his cleaver to prepare the next set of ingredients.
A meat cleaver obviously used to cut meat but Tony found that its weight was also rather useful for cutting tough plant material. He took out the wild herbs he'd picked out, some more garlic and another chopping board. He chopped them roughly and dropped some of the mixture into the pot of boiling water. He also threw in some of the bear bones and entrails and took it off the heat, stirring it a little before putting it back on. He was making a bear soup stock, and it would take a little while to fully complete. He set the rest aside and picked up the board with the goose. He de-feathered and gutted it like the rest, then stuffed it with another portion of chopped wild herbs, tying it with a particularly stubborn length of wild herb, and let it sit to the side while he continued cooking.
Tony wiped the sweat off his brow. It was a little hot in here but he needed to keep going. Next, he took out his spices and the took the rest of the chopped herbs to the deer, rubbing the meat with spices and herbs, as well as some olive oil to help it roast. He had some goose fat so he decided to add that too. Fat would help it roast better as lean meat burned easily.
Only now did he realize that he'd need a third fire to roast the deer, although he at least he still had his cooking spit. He threaded the spit through the deer and carried it outside. He collected some stones and set up a fire pit on an exposed section of the floor before setting up the spit itself. Tony now had a dilemma. He needed to watch the roast to make sure it didn't burn, which meant turning the spit near constantly, but he had other stuff to cook. Thankfully, he had a method of dealing with that.
He reentered the broken house and addressed his guests.
"Hey, you two. If you're going to just sit there then help me out." He said.
He gave Leila his flint and tinder and gave the monk a fork.
"The firewood's off in the corner." Tony said, pointing out the stack of wood he hasn't used. "Light a fire and keep turning the roast outside. It aint hard. If anything worrying happens, I'll be in here."
With that, he turned back to the rest of his cookng.
Leila, then. She'd just mentioned a sword but Tony didn't see one. Magic shenanigans, undoubtedly. This made him slightly uncomfortable, as it was always easier to predict someone when you know what they've got swinging. She seemed fairly innocent though, and also rather young. Tony gave the girl a brief nod of acknowledgement befote switching his attention. He had food to prepare and the monk had just had a very dangerous suggestion.
"Poison's aren't exactly my field of expertise." Tony told her as he cut off the last of the deer's skin. "I've never exactly had the luxury of studying alchemy, I just cook."
He started gutting the deer, leaving the entrails on the cut hide.
"I don't really have any problems with doing it, but if you're asking me to cook for that bastard then you've got another thing coming." He said calmly. "Now don't disturb me. I need to get cooking."
Tony noticed that the sauce pot, the pot which he'd put a series of ingredients in, was beginning to boil. He gave it a quick stir to dissolve the larger spice chunks and took it off the heat, putting it on the floor nearby. He then washed his knife and moved on to the bear. He began cutting its entrails out similarly to the deer but he also cut large strips of meat and put them in the sauce pot. He continued like that, cutting strips of bear meat and putting them in the pot, but left a large part of the bear meat for later. He put his gutting knife in the washing pot and cleaned his cleaver to prepare the next set of ingredients.
A meat cleaver obviously used to cut meat but Tony found that its weight was also rather useful for cutting tough plant material. He took out the wild herbs he'd picked out, some more garlic and another chopping board. He chopped them roughly and dropped some of the mixture into the pot of boiling water. He also threw in some of the bear bones and entrails and took it off the heat, stirring it a little before putting it back on. He was making a bear soup stock, and it would take a little while to fully complete. He set the rest aside and picked up the board with the goose. He de-feathered and gutted it like the rest, then stuffed it with another portion of chopped wild herbs, tying it with a particularly stubborn length of wild herb, and let it sit to the side while he continued cooking.
Tony wiped the sweat off his brow. It was a little hot in here but he needed to keep going. Next, he took out his spices and the took the rest of the chopped herbs to the deer, rubbing the meat with spices and herbs, as well as some olive oil to help it roast. He had some goose fat so he decided to add that too. Fat would help it roast better as lean meat burned easily.
Only now did he realize that he'd need a third fire to roast the deer, although he at least he still had his cooking spit. He threaded the spit through the deer and carried it outside. He collected some stones and set up a fire pit on an exposed section of the floor before setting up the spit itself. Tony now had a dilemma. He needed to watch the roast to make sure it didn't burn, which meant turning the spit near constantly, but he had other stuff to cook. Thankfully, he had a method of dealing with that.
He reentered the broken house and addressed his guests.
"Hey, you two. If you're going to just sit there then help me out." He said.
He gave Leila his flint and tinder and gave the monk a fork.
"The firewood's off in the corner." Tony said, pointing out the stack of wood he hasn't used. "Light a fire and keep turning the roast outside. It aint hard. If anything worrying happens, I'll be in here."
With that, he turned back to the rest of his cookng.
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