((This is an excerpt from an rp where I was a stuffed animal, and the person playing with me was, well, playing, and we were on a treehouse, and the kids were pretending to be on a pirate ship. Ranaldo, my character, was a stuffed penguin who was full of himself, and jealous of the more important rolls such as Prisoner or hero, and instead was a cook. Just some context <3))
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Ranaldo rolled his beady little two toned eyes and got to work preparing the 'feast' which wasn't actually him. Ryan had taken the liberty of grabbing Ranaldo and bouncing him up and down around the whole 'ship' saying things like "Oo, yes, we should have mac and cheese," and, "I am such a good cook!"
Ranaldo couldn't disagree, he was, after all, the best cook there ever was, but please. Mac and cheese? On a pirate ship? How, pray tell, does that work?
As he was being bounced around to mimic 'cooking', he looked over at an uncomfortable looking Peppermint. She was struggling slightly against her bonds and Ranaldo snickered.
"Peasant." He murmured.