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trusthell2016-04-07 01:29 pm
goodforsomething) wrote in trusthell2016-04-07 01:29 pm
pageant of the bizarre
[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!]
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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Oh yeah, especially if you dip 'em in my stew!
[He even ladles some of the vegetable stew out for him, pushing it and one of the rolls into Mouri's hands like he's doing him a favor.]
Try it, try it!
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[Huh, so Yosuke made the stew. Well that is good, may as well give this combination a try. Better not offend Yosuke.
Nom]
This is-! Pretty good! And you made the stew? You're pretty good at this!
[Because he didn't notice the stew is bland. He is too focused on how well this works, and in a way, it is also inflating his ego a bit]
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[Whoever had to clean the kitchen when Mouri was done with his first attempts must have been real annoyed]
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...to be honest if I had been told weeks ago I'd be giving cooking a try I would have wondered what was wrong with their heads. Before it wasn't something I would have ever bothered to do.
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[That's everything Mouri knows because that's hella impressive]
If you're moving out that should mean you have ambitions and a goal. What do you have in mind?
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[He looks a little shy- after all, this is something he only 'recently' decided]
I'm gonna go to college after this. I mean, I dunno what I'm gonna Major in yet, but I think having a goal of finding a goal is enough for now.
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Besides there must be something that fits your interests! Something you like doing and would try to do as often as possible. I'm sure you have thought of something like that once or twice.