COOKING SHOW - 11AM PST - BAD END=DEAD END

[idolpro]

[ Your unit-colored kitchen has all the basic necessities for cooking, but strangely, there's no refrigerator. There's just a table full of pebble-sized crystals. . . There are candies available in bins next to the crystals as well.

Though you can technically turn the stove on, you can't actually hurt yourself on it. It's like the flames are illusions. Huh.

Upon entering your unit-colored kitchen, you'll find that you can't see or hear anyone from any other kitchen. You're aware that this whole area is magically sight- and sound-proofed; no other unit will hear or see any conversation you have. ]

Comments

[bad_crowmance]

Yyyep.

[ The unimpressed annoyance is coming off him in waves. ]

[widenessofthesea]

—well. At least it's just... us.

[ there's a sort of tightly-coiled tension underlying her words, though. ]

[bad_crowmance]

...Yeah, could be worse.

[ Barely. Maybe. If you squint. ]

[widenessofthesea]

...well. You've been privy to a number of my memories, already, I suppose.

[bad_crowmance]

There is that. And at least you can pick what to talk about.

[widenessofthesea]

Truly—

...well, I suppose we've plenty of regrets on this unit. I've probably got enough to supply us.

[bad_crowmance]

You can also handle a happy one to make up for it.

[widenessofthesea]

I'll see what I can do, then.