11-10-2017, 04:04 PM
It's not even impressive anymore: Doc drops his black bag on the floor, moves his antiquated chemist's set out of the way, fishes out an equally antiquated hypodermic needle, pours some liquids together, sucks up the iridescent goop into the needle, and jabs it into Ned's arm without paying attention to where it's going. He sets back on his heels, assesses the mess of the Orphan's face, then jabs him again. In the actual face this time. Part revenge, part honing in on where the most of the damage appears to be.
While Ned starts to rouse, Andrés springs to his feet again, throws the needle back into the bag and all but sprints off into the kitchen. Once there he makes an incredible amount of noise by rustling around the cupboards and knocking metal things over or off and slamming his knee into something else. Then he comes rushing back with a medium-sized Pyrex container.
He drops back into a crouch and begins to Science the Fuck out of a cake.
A couple of drops of blue stuff, some yellow stuff, and then it starts to bubble out of control. Fuck fuck fuck. Red stuff. RED STUFF. That gets it under control again. One more pinch of red stuff, and BOOM. A medium-sized sheet cake with delicious-ass frosting.
All of the equipment goes back into the black bag and for once, Reality does not backhand him into tomorrow. It must be because Kiara is sitting right there.
"Here," he says, thrusting the pan of cake at Ned. "You're welcome."
Now let's go see how fucked Will is.
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Denver @ 2:40PM
One does not simply walk into Dedicated Dicing Den, the devil.
Denver @ 2:41PM
Hey I just met Doc, and this is crazy, but here's my number, so call me Dedicated Dicing Den!
Doc @ 2:42PM
[perc + aware: how hard am i going to get dick-punched for this?]
Roll: 5 d10 TN6 (1, 3, 4, 7, 8) ( success x 2 )
Doc @ 2:44PM
[life 1: only how fucked up are you. +2 diff bc the room is a shithead.]
Roll: 3 d10 TN6 (2, 5, 9) ( success x 1 )
Denver @ 2:45PM
Dedicated Dicing Den is required to remind you, ME TOO, that you will be baked, and then there will be cake.
Doc @ 2:47PM
[life 3: FIX YOUR ASS. modifiers blah blah i can't think with a fever.]
Roll: 3 d10 TN6 (3, 6, 10) ( success x 3 ) [WP]
the devil @ 2:48PM
2 bashing done!
Doc @ 2:48PM
[extension, bc 4B still hurts.]
Roll: 3 d10 TN7 (2, 8, 10) ( success x 2 )
the devil @ 2:48PM
Aaaaand fixed!
Doc @ 2:49PM
[HA HAAAAAAH SUCK A DICK PARADOX YOU AIN'T COMING TO THE PARTY THIS TIME]
Roll: 1 d10 TN6 (5) ( fail )
Doc @ 2:53PM
OH SHIT I FORGOT TO MAKE THE CAKE
ME TOO @ 2:54PM
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHa
Doc @ 2:54PM
[life/matter/prime 2, ned you like strawberry cake right?]
Roll: 3 d10 TN6 (1, 5, 10) ( success x 1 )
Doc @ 2:54PM
[GET BETTER CAKE]
Roll: 3 d10 TN7 (2, 2, 6) ( fail )
Doc @ 2:55PM
OH SHIT
Roll: 3 d10 TN8 (3, 6, 8) ( success x 1 )
Doc @ 2:55PM
okay one more cake
Doc @ 2:55PM
Roll: 3 d10 TN9 (7, 7, 9) ( success x 2 ) [WP]
the devil @ 2:56PM
Okay, doc Can have
1: Three cupcakes of an incredibly fancy variety
2: One medium-sized sheet cake with very delicious frosting
3: One vegan double layer cake, complete with slightly questionable karob aftertaste but overall amazing fruit flavor and rosettes
While Ned starts to rouse, Andrés springs to his feet again, throws the needle back into the bag and all but sprints off into the kitchen. Once there he makes an incredible amount of noise by rustling around the cupboards and knocking metal things over or off and slamming his knee into something else. Then he comes rushing back with a medium-sized Pyrex container.
He drops back into a crouch and begins to Science the Fuck out of a cake.
A couple of drops of blue stuff, some yellow stuff, and then it starts to bubble out of control. Fuck fuck fuck. Red stuff. RED STUFF. That gets it under control again. One more pinch of red stuff, and BOOM. A medium-sized sheet cake with delicious-ass frosting.
All of the equipment goes back into the black bag and for once, Reality does not backhand him into tomorrow. It must be because Kiara is sitting right there.
"Here," he says, thrusting the pan of cake at Ned. "You're welcome."
Now let's go see how fucked Will is.
---
Denver @ 2:40PM
One does not simply walk into Dedicated Dicing Den, the devil.
Denver @ 2:41PM
Hey I just met Doc, and this is crazy, but here's my number, so call me Dedicated Dicing Den!
Doc @ 2:42PM
[perc + aware: how hard am i going to get dick-punched for this?]
Roll: 5 d10 TN6 (1, 3, 4, 7, 8) ( success x 2 )
Doc @ 2:44PM
[life 1: only how fucked up are you. +2 diff bc the room is a shithead.]
Roll: 3 d10 TN6 (2, 5, 9) ( success x 1 )
Denver @ 2:45PM
Dedicated Dicing Den is required to remind you, ME TOO, that you will be baked, and then there will be cake.
Doc @ 2:47PM
[life 3: FIX YOUR ASS. modifiers blah blah i can't think with a fever.]
Roll: 3 d10 TN6 (3, 6, 10) ( success x 3 ) [WP]
the devil @ 2:48PM
2 bashing done!
Doc @ 2:48PM
[extension, bc 4B still hurts.]
Roll: 3 d10 TN7 (2, 8, 10) ( success x 2 )
the devil @ 2:48PM
Aaaaand fixed!
Doc @ 2:49PM
[HA HAAAAAAH SUCK A DICK PARADOX YOU AIN'T COMING TO THE PARTY THIS TIME]
Roll: 1 d10 TN6 (5) ( fail )
Doc @ 2:53PM
OH SHIT I FORGOT TO MAKE THE CAKE
ME TOO @ 2:54PM
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHa
Doc @ 2:54PM
[life/matter/prime 2, ned you like strawberry cake right?]
Roll: 3 d10 TN6 (1, 5, 10) ( success x 1 )
Doc @ 2:54PM
[GET BETTER CAKE]
Roll: 3 d10 TN7 (2, 2, 6) ( fail )
Doc @ 2:55PM
OH SHIT
Roll: 3 d10 TN8 (3, 6, 8) ( success x 1 )
Doc @ 2:55PM
okay one more cake
Doc @ 2:55PM
Roll: 3 d10 TN9 (7, 7, 9) ( success x 2 ) [WP]
the devil @ 2:56PM
Okay, doc Can have
1: Three cupcakes of an incredibly fancy variety
2: One medium-sized sheet cake with very delicious frosting
3: One vegan double layer cake, complete with slightly questionable karob aftertaste but overall amazing fruit flavor and rosettes
Look. I have school. And RP. And all my other time is taken up by sheer, unreasoning panic. I don't have time for Reddit.
-- ixphaelaeon
-- ixphaelaeon