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(YES, I am too… Wren seems to hook up with anybody he comes across.)
Soup Cult (Chowder and Stew welcom)
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(Ren is just a class A himbo and is nice to everyone… but hey…)
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Soup: Frowns, hums Hmmm… I see everyone is either unconscious or close to unconscious.
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(Lol. I just realized that On’nyosh has been unconscious for the last 3-4 pages. Lmao!)
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(Lmao! I forgot about that, too! It's probably only been, like, a few hours though, in this world.)
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(XD yeah jump back in!)
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(Lmao!)
On’nyosh: Groggily wakes up, then speaks in a loud, slurred voice. Hey, waitress lady, where’d I put the tip for ya?
Mei: sits on throne in a palce yes bow down peasants
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On’nyosh: Laughs hysterically at Mei, utterly mocking her.
Mei: ok first smirks fuck off
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(I completely forgot about a character that would fit perfectly here, evil grin)
On’nyosh: Laughs harder. You stole my line!
Shirija has joined the chat.
Shirija: I have some of my special stew here, freshly cooked! I love cooking and sharing!
On’nyosh: Looks at Shirija in horror, immediately sobering up. How did you get here, you damn cannibal cleric?
Shirija: Waves On’nyosh off. I am here by my goddess’s wishes. Now, anyone want some of my stew?
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Ren: groggily gets up did someone say… s-stew? collapses again
Mei: umm not thank you now get this carzy person out of my palace
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On’nyosh: Snickers. Define crazy. The crazy jester or the crazy cannibal cleric that has some… very weird tendencies.
Shirija: Snorts. I have stew, and am willing to share with everybody. You, jester, do not have stew, and are just rude. I believe the one on the throne meant you.
On’nyosh: I have plenty of recipes, thank you. And they’re actually edible.
Shirija: Glares. Must I call on my goddess to make you edible?
On’nyosh: Okay, yeah. You can keep this woman. I’m out. Leaves the palace.
Mei: Now peasants do you have any offerings I would Accept?
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Shirija: Sweet smile. Stew?
On’nyosh: Looking for others.
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Ren: stares at Wren, then rolls off him, flustered. I’ll take some stew
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Shirija: Smiles wide. Here! Makes Ren a bowl of her cannibal stew. Eat the eyes first. It gives the rest of it a little more of a kick. And, if you find an ear, that’s just garnish.
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Ren: awkward smile. yuh, uh, yuknow actually I think I’m alright! Th-thank you though! shivers
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Shirija: Casually shrugs, then starts eating.
Mei: I accept this offering go put it with the others my maid andramada can show you were to go
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Shirija: Smiles, then goes to find Andramada.
Andramada: This way follow me leads him into a room full of piles upon piles of cans that almost reach the ceiling all labelled "spaghetti O's" just over here leads him to a small pile with small cans not labelled spaghetti O's and points to an empty unused can you can put the soup in there leaves the room
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(Just to clear up any confusion, Shirija is female)
Shirija: Snorts at the sight of the Spaghetti-O’s, then fills a can. Then leaves with the remainder of her large pot, offering anyone else stew.
(Ok srry bad at pronouns)
Mei to Andramada: get the library ready for tonight. There is gonna be some serious reading.
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(You’re good)
Shirija: Wanders, asking anyone in sight if they want some stew.
On’nyosh: Starts looking for where the alcohol soup had last been.
Mei: Amdramada can you please go find our guests and bring them to the throne room? she said shifting in her throne
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Wren: Confused, gets up, not seeing the other Ren; yawns R-Ren? Where are you?
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Ren: pops up from behind piles of spaghetti O’s. I’m right here Wren!
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Soup: Sighing That will get confusing…