pageant of the bizarre

[goodforsomething]

[Throughout the late afternoon and early evening, Stan seems to have put a surprising amount of effort into setting up the dining hall. It's not usually something he would do without any kind of potential gain, but hell - there's not a whole lot else to do here. And really, if he hangs up some of the ribbons from the sewing room, well, it's not like anybody was using them. He knows how to decorate for parties.

There is a conspicuous lack of glitter in any of the decorations, though. Too soon.

The only dish currently set out is a pan of cinnamon noodle kugel. It's a potluck, bring your own shit! He has bothered to make some punch, at least, as well as bringing down some booze from the bar. Maybe alcohol on Murder Night isn't the best idea, but he'll keep an eye out for anyone who decides to indulge. He'd have to anyway. Apparently passing out in the dining hall will end in explosions.

Speaking of rude and arbitrary rules: off to the side, there's a table labeled KINGMAKERS. There's only one piece of paper there now, a well-done drawing of what looks like a young, ostentatiously emo Mitt Romney. It's obviously Stan's, since he got here first, but he hasn't bothered to sign it; apparently you can submit anonymously or not, however you feel like. As long as we're all participating in the public mockery!]

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[garudynamic]

[Yosuke doesn't have a Kingmaker pic- he tried a few times, but he spent too much time working on his maps instead. But he does bring food! A veggie stew- it's a little bland but the veggies are cooked right and it actually mixes well with some of the other dishes.

He wanders around, sampling the food. Though the later it gets the more jittery he is- after all, if the routine keeps up...]

[cherryblooded]

[That works for him, and he takes a seat beside her.]

Just pictured the type of hopeless nerd I used to shove into lockers when I was in school. I'm already going to punch him in the face, so I might as well imagine that face as being particularly punchable.

[penduli]

I would've honestly guessed lobster, [ seeing as his wife is one ] but that didn't really fit you.

[ ...and it wouldn't have looked half as cute in a tuxedo. This shrimp is getting a tuxedo, Cherryblod, he has the stuff for it already set aside.

He's... also glad that Cherryblod seems to be looking better, and after a moment he goes back to working on his animals. He's quieter too—this is a private matter. ]

...I'm sorry about my question earlier in the week. Yosuke told me you had a bad memory, and... there's no way I could've known that, but it was still really awful of me to ask.

[captainobnoxious]

... I should've drawn him like one of the scientists back home. They're usually ancient, but the Danes have plenty of young people who want to preserve the old world for some reason. I don't see the point in it myself. The oldworlders were pretty cool, sure, but why bother with them?

[Forward to the future and etc.]

[cherryblooded]

['Tuxedo shrimp' sums up Cherryblod pretty well.

His smile fades when Black brings up the earlier conversation.]

You couldn't have known that, and you were hurting. [Still are hurting, probably.] So I don't blame you.

[cherryblooded]

If you don't preserve the history, no one will know that they were pretty cool, or be able to learn anything from them.

[captainobnoxious]

Before coming here, I would've just told you that they died for a reason, and that reason is because they weren't smart or strong enough.

... I mean, I'm still not going out of my way to protect their things, but I can at least appreciate them a little more? Or their efforts, anyway, even if it didn't work out in the end.

[cherryblooded]

That's something. Not everyone is into old dead people, anyway.

[captainobnoxious]

The living are much more fun to be around. The dead are just... sad.

[That's how she's always seen them, anyway. They're sad. Nothing to be scared of, nothing to hate, just... sad, something to pity if you don't know them and celebrate if you do.]

I'm sure their ghost parties are awesome though, when they're not haunting old buildings.

[cherryblooded]

Oh, I don't doubt that they are. A ghost DJs for one of my favorite radio stations, I bet she'd throw great parties.

[DJ Met. Whose parties would probably be very bloody.]

[captainobnoxious]

[damn she cute]

... Like how bombshell does music and stuff?

[cherryblooded]

Mostly she just plays other people's music and interviews people. But similar.

[isafraid]

[Honestly, pork pie is an easy enough dish to prepare when one isn't the greatest chef in the world. And it tastes good- despite it being rather simple looking compared to some of the other things set out here.

As for the Kingmaker portrait... he was never a great artist- never really something he focused on in life really. So his offering for this little contest isn't exactly a portrait... but several sketchy attempts at a caricature. Who's to say the Kingmaker isn't some horrifying shadow monster?

You... never know...!

He'll go around, sampling a bit of everything, checking out the portraits. Although as the night stretches on, you might catch him taking more and more glances at his pocket watch...]

[captainobnoxious]

I see.

[...]

Radios don't get much use like that back home. What kind of music is it?

[cherryblooded]

Rock and roll.

[His taste in music is surprisingly varied!]

[captainobnoxious]

[..........]

Sounds... nice. What's it like?

[cherryblooded]

Let's see, rock and roll... It's heavy on the guitars and the drums, and it has a lot of energy to it. People sing about a lot of different things, but the important part is that they do it passionately. You'd like it, I'm sure.

[goodforsomething]

Heeeeeeey!

[Stan's keeping a good enough eye on the contest entries. He approaches with a hand up for a high-five.]

[goodforsomething]

Hahahaha! I like it!

[Stan is appreciative of the sheep.]

[sleepingkogoro]

You did a better job than I did when I tried to cook vegetables. Not that you'd need a lot of effort, I did a terrible job that time.

[Whoever had to clean the kitchen when Mouri was done with his first attempts must have been real annoyed]

[sleepingkogoro]

What about your family? I bet you're the one who deals with cooking, aren't you?

[Because Mouri has a hard time imagining a lobster cooking]

[cherryblooded]

All of us are capable of cooking, but when Lobco's home we usually spoil her and she hardly gets a chance to go near the stove. Doloz and I split meals about evenly.

[sleepingkogoro]

I'm sure your daughter could like to give a try to...wait what?

How does a thirty-foot long lobster cook?

[cherryblooded]

It's a secret.

[He could tell you, but then he'd have to kill you. Except he doesn't think that joke would go over well.]

[captainobnoxious]

[Oooooooooh.]

I think I would too! Anything that's done with all of one's heart can't be a bad thing! Well, unless it's murder, but you know. Anything but that.