Yeah, patience gets you less charcoal, and juuuust the right amount of caramelization... though it's easier to get the A in Pastry class with the butane torch.
[ She pulls back the stick, sandwiching the marshmallow between the graham crackers and chocolate. ]
Even though this would be called the "unimaginative traditional presentation".
[ Ilsa smirks and hands the s'more to Quinn and starts another marshmallow. ]
...12, thanks rngburnmydroidAugust 3 2011, 07:12:38 UTC
[Aigis has a ping pong ball in her hand, with a triangle of booze-filled cups set up on the table in front of her. while her facial expression is as neutral as ever, it is quite obvious that she has no goddamn idea what she's doing right now.]
Minato-san, do you know what the objective of this activity is?
Re: ...12, thanks rngapathetic_sealAugust 3 2011, 07:44:49 UTC
[Wait what how did this happen.]
[This wasn't fair. This wasn't fair at all. No. He's not doing this. He knows a hopeless fight when he sees one.]
[But he'll still explain.]
It's a game. Each person has cups of beer arranged like this, and they take turns trying to throw the ping pong ball into the other person's cups. If it lands in one, the person whose cup it was has to drink it.
It's a... human game. Revolves around the fact that you get drunk as the game progresses, and it's harder to throw the ball in.
[Hopefully not, because sue to that same sad truth, Rinnosuke has to be the one judging.]
[Although there is not much complaining from this end. He's viewing each contestant individually, giving each a thorough inspection. Gotta do his best to judge fairly, you know.]
You're really giving the others a run for their money this year, eh, Eirin?
When you work as hard as I do for a body like this? Of course one should bring their best. It would all be for naught if I were to go easy on them. -Said as she struck another pose, lifting up her arms, which in turn, lift her chest.-
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[Quinn just shoves the marshmallow into the flame until it catches fire. He looks at it thoughtfully, then gives Ilsa a smirk.]
I'm way too impatient for that.
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[ She pulls back the stick, sandwiching the marshmallow between the graham crackers and chocolate. ]
Even though this would be called the "unimaginative traditional presentation".
[ Ilsa smirks and hands the s'more to Quinn and starts another marshmallow. ]
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Minato-san, do you know what the objective of this activity is?
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[This wasn't fair. This wasn't fair at all. No. He's not doing this. He knows a hopeless fight when he sees one.]
[But he'll still explain.]
It's a game. Each person has cups of beer arranged like this, and they take turns trying to throw the ping pong ball into the other person's cups. If it lands in one, the person whose cup it was has to drink it.
It's a... human game. Revolves around the fact that you get drunk as the game progresses, and it's harder to throw the ball in.
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[Although there is not much complaining from this end. He's viewing each contestant individually, giving each a thorough inspection. Gotta do his best to judge fairly, you know.]
You're really giving the others a run for their money this year, eh, Eirin?
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