Sep 06, 2010 22:02
[ so Roxas has taken up pretzel twisting. the only problem is that he has no idea what he's doing. when the feed clicks in, the Nobody is there but with a slight problem. all that pretzel dough? instead of twisting it together like it should be, Roxas has managed to get it all tangled around himself instead. lifting an arm only stretches it out a little more and he's staring at it like it's alive. ]
Where did I go wrong with -
Hey! What're you doing!? Stop fooling around with that and get to work!
[ unfortunately the yelling from the store owner only serves to startle Roxas. he jumps and stumbles, crashing into the counter. it sends flour flying up into the kitchen, blurring the feed from the camera in a blanket of white. the sounds of crashing, clanking, and a surprised yelp soon follow.
when all of the powder settles, the guide's been bumped to such an angle that Roxas is now visible. he's lifting a bowl from his head and coughing from all the flour. a sneeze knocks the bowl back onto his head and it clangs against the lower cabinet. he jerks forward with a hiss and holds his head, yanking the object off of his head. ]
O-oww... This wasn't supposed to be dangerous!
[ and now he takes a look at himself. still covered with dough and now flour caked in places. just hangs his head and sighs. ]
Well now what am I supposed to do...
((ooc: feel free to laugh. other people that are supposed to be twisting pretzels are free to interact with action tags! 8D ....and apparently I am full of typos tonight... SOB. too excited for BBS apparently.))
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