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Ryusui|GM: EXCHANGE 11/12
Ryusui|GM: **`ROULETTE STATUS
4 5 6 1 2 3 4
Bitter-> Cool-> Savory-> Sour-> Spicy-> Sweet->
JUDGE STATUS
Chairwoman - 5
Durian - 1
Morinda - 3** Ryusui|GM: Dovelia is running out of time and options. She had plans for alternative plating, but her intended topping will have to be pressed into service in its stead. She quickly squeezes her **[Fresh Lunar Lemons]** into a pan with some sugar and other ingredients in order to make a syrup. Ryusui|GM: (attempting to make **[Lunar Lemon Syrup (Sour): 4]**) Ryusui|GM: !f 1 (Sour) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF+1 for 0 [4dF = [+][-][-][ ]] Ryusui|GM: (and with the two invokes, that's a win!) Ryusui|GM: She sighs with relief. The dessert is done. Ryusui|GM: Two different shades of pale yellow in an elegant crystal dish. Margen: Margen gets to work mashing the massive pommes for **Olympian Applesauce** (Sweet: 5) to go on the chicken fry plate. Vera: (Plating?) Margen: (uhh hold on i need to think because I realize plating is last) Vera: (Note; you have 2 actions remaining.) Margen: (im drawing a blank, I am supposed to plate both my mains?) Ryusui|GM: (yes) Margen: (ok cool) Ryusui|GM: (every dish you make needs a plating aspect) Margen: (yeah this is plating) Ryusui|GM: (main dish and plating minimum; you can also make side dish aspects) Ryusui|GM: (but you can't add anything to a dish once you've done the plating) Margen: !f 1 (vs ~~Cool~~ Sweet: 5 with 2 invokes on hand) DiscoDude: <@Margen> rolled 4dF+1 for 1 [4dF = [-][+][ ][ ]] Vera: (... Cool?) Margen: (both invokes makes it) Margen: (Gaaah) Vera: (Sure that wasn't supposed to be Sweet?) Margen: (sweet) Margen: (brain florp) Vera: (I assume you'll allow the caveat that "Cool" was a typo, <@!Ryusui|GM>?) Ryusui|GM: (sure) Margen: (thanks) Ryusui|GM: (flavor the win XD) Margen: Margen vigorously mashes every apple he has into an unrecognizable paste, and dollops it around the heaps of chicken fries on the plate Margen: completing his **Olympian Applesauce** for his **Gourmet Chicken Fries** Ryusui|GM: Holly can't resist replaying the footage with sounds of violent carnage over the applesauce-making. "You'd think he had a *grudge* against those apples!" Vera: "A'ight, time to start plating. First, the important one." Vera starts grinding up the **Black Hole Coffee [!!!] (BITTER)**. "This'll be a hot sandwich, and that pepper jam... and if someone's going to *theoretically* be eating this breakfast in the hovercar, then... yeah, there's no way this coffee's being served with it hot. I'm shooting to have this served **To-Go with an Iced Event Horizon Macchiato - BITTER:7**." Vera: !f 3 (BITTER) DiscoDude: <@Vera> rolled 4dF+3 for 4 [4dF = [+][-][+][ ]] Vera: (And I only needed 2 of the coffee's invokes.) Vera: "Aaaaaand done." Vera spreads the habanero jam/relish on the bacon-infused simlish muffins, sandwiches the perfect eggs between them, before sliding each of the three sandwiches in sandwich paper and positioning them each in their own to-go drink-holder carton, each also featuring a literal black-and-white macchiato in a disposable plastic cup. Straws, still in their packaging, are placed between each drink and sandwich pair. Ryusui|GM: (hey to be clear, this is a plating aspect on the breakfast sandwich, correct?) Vera: (Yeah.) Ryusui|GM: (👍) Ryusui|GM: (<@!;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾>) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((Give me a minute; I need to switch from phone to laptop.)) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: Tako-San, being abruptly brought back within bounds of the borderline barbaric debauchery of this cutthroat culinary contest, tries to return to their work but can't seem to find the same rhythm. ((Cool Create an Advantage against Fair (+2) passive opposition)) ((I have the aspect name in mind, but I'd like to save it for the post roll.)) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: !f 3 DiscoDude: <@;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾> rolled 4dF+3 for 3 [4dF = [ ][ ][+][-]] Vera: (Giving up on plating both dishes?) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: And, unfortunately, the ***Paltry Pollock Paste*** Tako-San *does* manage to complete pale in comparison to their initial grand ideal. ((Nope; this *is* the plating, hence the tortilla fluff question.)) Vera: (Aha.) Ryusui|GM: (so **[Paltry Pollock Paste (Cool): 2]**, then?) Ryusui|GM: **FINAL EXCHANGE** Ryusui|GM: **ROULETTE STATUS
5 6 1 2 3 4 5
Bitter-> Cool-> Savory-> Sour-> Spicy-> Sweet->
JUDGE STATUS
Chairwoman - 6
Durian - 2
Morinda - 4** Vera: "A'ight, now to finish *this* monstrosity of a cocktail." Vera prepares to serve the hard lemonade **In a Sugar-Lined Glass - SWEET:1**. Vera: !f 1 (SWEET) DiscoDude: <@Vera> rolled 4dF+1 for -2 [4dF = [-][-][ ][-]] Vera: (SHIT. XD) Vera: (Hmm...) Ryusui|GM: (ya still got 2 FATE Points) Vera: (I mean, this drink's not winning any awards anyway, and I honestly don't *need* the **Good Diversity** bonus for my nuclear option.) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((*Well!* Then.)) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((You took mine, too.)) Margen: (mine's all over me!) Vera: "Okay, this **Dripping Sugar Glass - SWEET:-1** ain't pretty, but it'll serve its purpose in making this drink served." Ryusui|GM: (you want a *confessional,* Vera? :3 *-holds up a FATE Point-*) Vera: ("Drinker beware, lest ye want *sticky hands*~") Vera: (... Sure.) Ryusui|GM: *-VWORP-* Ryusui|GM: "The challenge is *fast,* not *sticky,*" Holly giggles. "I'm gonna guess mixology wasn't your premier subject at culinary school, huh?" Vera: (*Now* does she ask about Dovelia's finger?) Ryusui|GM: !f 2 (Holly's Clever) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF+2 for 4 [4dF = [+][-][+][+]] Ryusui|GM: (i don't think she needs to XD) Vera: ('K) "Bold of you to assume I was trying all that hard. The thing that got me on the board last episode obviously tells you I know *something* about drinks, ya know? Stop trying to mislead the audience here." Vera: (CLEVER for the "quit your bullsh*t" factor?) Ryusui|GM: (sure XD) Vera: !f 3 (CLEVER) DiscoDude: <@Vera> rolled 4dF+3 for 2 [4dF = [-][+][ ][-]] Ryusui|GM: (ow XD) Vera: (I assume you aren't boosting if I'm not?) Ryusui|GM: (yeah) Vera: (I'll leave it, then; Sticky Consequence still goes away at the end of the whole episode, and it might not even matter if I can somehow get Margen into the final face-off against me.) Margen: (typing furiously) Margen: Margen uses the ***olfactory orchestra **~~(-1FP)~~* at his tentacletips to prepare the scraps of onion he procured into highly aromatic **Sublimely Spicy Onion-Frites** (Spicy: 2) to plate the frenched, fried potatoes and add a gurgle-inducing topping to his final dish. Ryusui|GM: (Margen, you don't need to spend a FATE Point to use a Stunt) Margen: (d'oh) Ryusui|GM: (all the same, you'll be rolling +2) Ryusui|GM: (er, 4 total) Margen: !f 4 (vs 2) DiscoDude: <@Margen> rolled 4dF+4 for 1 [4dF = [-][ ][-][-]] Margen: (urgk) Ryusui|GM: "That glass just now suggests *otherwise...*," Holly says, holding up a replica of your glass with added dripping sugar, a laugh track playing for good measure. It plays great with the audience. Margen: (Now i need the fate point XP) Ryusui|GM: (you'll need two invokes to make it) Ryusui|GM: (oh wait, i'm dumb) Ryusui|GM: (just the one) Ryusui|GM: (my bad) Margen: (I don't know if the onion actually has any invokes) Margen: (I got a particularly small amount Ryusui|GM: (then invoke the onion with your FATE Point and you're good XD) Margen: (that works) Vera: "I mean... Did you not hear me say... Never mind. I'm about checked out for this episode anyway." Vera's feeling a bit **DRAINED [?]** by now. ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((As am I.)) Vera: (Should we do judging and the final face-off next time, then?) Margen: S o m e h o w, Margen manages to fry what *seems* to be nothing but onion skin into small flakes that add a subtly spicy *zip* to his dish Margen: (~~-1FP,~~ invoking the onion) Vera: (I mean, the onions were a boost; he didn't need a FP.) Ryusui|GM: ( <@!;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾> still needs to finish off the tea somehow) Ryusui|GM: (OH, MY BAD) Margen: (oh I thought they were invokeless whoops) Ryusui|GM: (yeah, a boost goes away when it's used) Ryusui|GM: Dovelia has regained her composure and reassembled the pieces of her burger. With the focus and concentration of a galactic overlord assembling a reality-rending relic of power, she attempts again to place her patty and spinach between two pieces of bread. Ryusui|GM: (attempting to plate on **[Triplewheat Buns (Cool): 1]**) Ryusui|GM: !f 1 (Cool) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF+1 for 1 [4dF = [-][+][ ][ ]] Ryusui|GM: It's finished. It's not the prettiest plate she's ever made, but she imagines the flavors inside are what will wow the judges. ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((Heh. Thanos reference.)) Ryusui|GM: (yes) Vera: (<@!;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾>, make your final move.) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: With little time to spare, Tako-San quickly applies a ***Full Moon Wedge*** to the tea. ((Sour Create an Advantage against Superb (+5) difficult)) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: !f 1 DiscoDude: <@;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾> rolled 4dF+1 for 2 [4dF = [+][+][-][ ]] Margen: (nice) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((Both invokes on the ingredient secures the success.)) Margen: (OH WAIT THAT'S LOW I THOUGHT IT WAS VS 1 SORRY) Margen: (whups :L ) Margen: (nice) Ryusui|GM: It doesn't take much time or effort to add the garnish to the glass, but...the effect is strikingly *elegant* regardless. Ryusui|GM: And immediately afterwards, the klaxon sounds off. Ryusui|GM: "Knives down, chefs! Battle Fast Food Roulette is officially over!" Margen: *Margen sighs contentedly, glad to be un-smelling of tomato at some point soon.* Ryusui|GM: **BATTLE FAST FOOD ROULETTE END** Ryusui|GM: "But don't leave your stations yet, chefs!" the Chairwoman calls out. The Deathtrap retracts into the floor, disassembling itself in a flurry of automated movements, and soon the judges' tables are back in place. None of you see Dr. Durian, Morinda, or the Chairwoman disappear from their roundabout patrol; only that they're now in their seats. Vera: "I am... too tired to think about how *that* worked." Margen: *He shrugs and smiles a little wider, realizing he will smell of nightshade for a while yet and that the night isn't quite over* Ryusui|GM: The roulette conveyor itself transforms as you all watch. The cornucopia of ingredients vanishes into a space beneath the track, and another track slides into place. At stations 2, 3, and 4, there's a pattern of suspiciously-sized footprints (two pairs of them, at station 4); at station 1, it's wheel marks. Margen: *margen raises a brow ridge in curiosity* Ryusui|GM: "The roulette has guided your fate in this competition, and now it shall guide your fate in the judging process. You will be given freedom to choose which order to present your dishes in, but the roulette itself will decide which order you *yourselves* will be able to present in!" Ryusui|GM: Dovelia sighs and rolls her eyes. She steps onto the conveyor belt, places her high-heeled feet right where the markings indicate...and her eyes go wide with surprise as she realizes she can't *move* them. Vera: "A'ight, let's get this sh*t-show started." Vera steps directly up onto the conveyor without needing to hoist herself. She doesn't even notice the step-locking; she isn't inclined towards shuffling around. Margen: *Margen's eyes narrow at the potential safety hazard, he seems at least mildly concerned* ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((Is the new conveyor-belt at the same counter-top level as the first?)) Vera: (I assumed so.) Vera: (Do a funny montage to get up. XD) Ryusui|GM: There's a convenient ramp just for Tako. Margen: Margen hops up to the conveyor in one not-quite-vertical **boing** ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: Lue-Anne is about to push Tako-San's tank up the rank when he stops her and motions to put the tank up to the conveyor proper. Flush with the soon to be moving platform, Tako-San crawls out of the tank an on the spot between the wheel marks. Ryusui|GM: Some invisible force seizes your tentacles, Tako. You're not moving for the time being. Ryusui|GM: "And now...let Lady Luck guide your fate!" Ryusui|GM: !r 1d4 DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 1d4 for 3 [1d4 = 3] Ryusui|GM: The roulette spins at high velocity - even *faster* than in the second half of the competition. When it ceases movement, a slightly nauseous-looking Dovelia is left standing before the judges. She takes a moment to regain her composure, confirm that her feet are no longer bound to the conveyor, then approaches the judges with as much pomp and circumstance as she can muster. Ryusui|GM: "We'll start with a classic," she announces. Ryusui|GM: **Gargantuangus Beef Burgers (Savory): 8 -with Sauteed Selene Spinach (Bitter): 5 -on a Triplewheat Bun (Cool): 1** Ryusui|GM: "High-quality meat on one of the galaxy's finest buns. The spinach is an uncommon choice, but I find it nicely complements both the flavor and texture of the meat. Do enjoy." Ryusui|GM: !f 4 (Judge's Impressions) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF+4 for 4 [4dF = [ ][ ][+][-]] Vera: (+4?) Ryusui|GM: (dammit, ha. should be +0, sorry, thanks) Ryusui|GM: "I'll confess, I nearly resigned in protest when I understood the Chairwoman planned to hold another fast food-themed competition," Dr. Durian says after sampling Dovelia's burger, "but you've done nicely here. This is no mere fast food burger; this is restaurant quality. I will admit I wasn't certain what to make of the spinach, but I do agree with your assessment now that I've tried it." "Spinach on a sandwich is nothing new," Morinda comments. "It's a nice burger, though I don't think your choice of ingredients elevates the dish to quite the degree you suggest." The Chairwoman eyes the bun with suspicion as she eats. "You've definitely oversold the bun here, to be sure. It's the first impression anyone gets of a burger, and the one you've used here seems a bit...*stale.*" Ryusui|GM: (Chairwoman's Dislike: Some Like it Haute (hates main aspects with Value: 1 to Value: 3)!) Ryusui|GM: (Dovelia receives 1 FP!) Vera: (Huh?) Vera: (That only applies to the main dish aspect.) Ryusui|GM: (...OH, GOOD CATCH!) Ryusui|GM: (MB! and nvm on the FATE Point XD) Ryusui|GM: (FINAL SCORE: 14) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((I thought it was 1dF per judge.)) Vera: (4dF regardless of the number.) Vera: (I did things differently.) Ryusui|GM: "And to follow up the burger, I've made ice cream for dessert." Ryusui|GM: **Hypervanilla Soft-Serve Parfait (Sweet): 6 -topped with Lunar Lemon Syrup (Sour): 4** Ryusui|GM: She clears her throat. "My daughter enjoyed this sort of thing. I hope you like it." Ryusui|GM: !f (Judge's Impressions) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF for 1 [4dF = [-][+][ ][+]] Vera: (Should be -1 due to Durian's dislike.) Ryusui|GM: (-2) Ryusui|GM: (but yes) Vera: (I meant the *final result* should be -1.) Ryusui|GM: (ah, right) Ryusui|GM: Morinda reacts with surprise as she takes a bite. "The hypervanilla is a bit overwhelming; the lemon makes it palatable with a fruity counterpoint," she says. The Chairwoman says nothing, only nods in agreement with Morinda's assessment; she finishes her portion quickly. "Not sure what to say here," Dr. Durian says, frowning as he eats. "A bit one-note for this competition. Not a very exciting dish." Ryusui|GM: (Dr. Durian's Dislike: Unseasoned (hates dishes without side aspects)!) Ryusui|GM: (Dovelia gets 1 FP!) Ryusui|GM: (FINAL SCORE: 9) Ryusui|GM: Dovelia bows stiffly. "Thank you, judges." She stands to the side as the Chairwoman raises a hand. *"Next..."* Ryusui|GM: !r 1d4 DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 1d4 for 2 [1d4 = 2] Vera: (Roll a 1, roll a 1, a 1, a 1...) Vera: (Shit.) Ryusui|GM: The roulette spins, and soon you find yourself facing the judges, Vera! Ryusui|GM: "Come forward and present your dishes!" ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((I just realized!: any fate points I get thanks to Tako-San triggering a dislike won't carry over and'll be effectively nonexistent. (I guess it helps in the final face-off.))) Ryusui|GM: (yes, that's the idea) Vera: "A'ight, give me a moment..." Vera stumbles up to the judges. Ryusui|GM: (well. they do carry over, if you have more than 3, but still) Vera: "Okay, so. You gotta get to work. You don't have *time* to cook breakfast for yourselves. What's a working-class citizen on the go to do?" Vera: FIRST COURSE: SCREAMING DAWN BREAKFAST \> Low 'n' Slow Molten Gold Scramble [!] - COOL:7 | Helio-Habanero Jam [!] - SPICY:5 | Screaming Bacon Simlish Muffins [!] - SAVORY:7 ^ To-Go with an Iced Event Horizon Macchiato [!] - BITTER:7 Margen: "I would like to present to you tonight for your sustenance and sensation some Gigafowl cutlet straws with a coffee -spice reduction and apple Vera: (Dude.) Vera: (Wait your turn.) Margen: (Whups sorry) Vera: "Golden goose eggs done low 'n' slow in a screaming bacon sinlish muffin, with helio-habanero jam that'll wake you up even through the worst hangover, while the refreshing macchiato *keeps* you awake while it cuts through the other flavors and cleans out your palate for the day." Ryusui|GM: !f (Judge's Impressions) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF for -1 [4dF = [ ][-][+][-]] ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((Instead of a smiley face, it's a screaming face. ;P)) Ryusui|GM: (XD) Vera: (Pfft.) Ryusui|GM: The Chairwoman's reaction upon biting in is to *cough.* It's clear even your sales pitch did not prepare her for the sheer heat level. All the same, she keeps the bite in her mouth, and once the surprise wears off, she eagerly finishes the sandwich and washes it down with the iced coffee. "Bold," she pronounces. "That is a *bold* thing to serve for breakfast." There's an uneasy smile on her face, as if she'd just gone through a strenuous but rewarding workout. Morinda and Dr. Durian are much more cautious with theirs, carefully alternating bites of sandwich with sips of coffee. "An enjoyable breakfast," Dr. Durian croaks, the heat clearly getting to him in spite of the coffee. Morinda nods, her skin clearly turning several shades redder. Ryusui|GM: (FINAL SCORE: 25) Vera: "Okay, so remember when I said this could power through the worst hangover? Well if that isn't enough, then how's this for a hair of the dog?" Vera: SECOND COURSE: HAIR OF LYCAON \> Hard Lunar Lemonade [!] - SOUR:4 ^ Dripping Sugar Glass [?] - SWEET:-1 ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: (("Hair of the dog?")) Margen: (booze) Vera: ("Hair of the dog" refers to supplementing a small amount of alcohol in the morning to deal with a hangover.) Ryusui|GM: (yeah) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((*That will only make it **worse!***)) Vera: (Not if you only use a little; sort of like trying to ween off the intoxication and make your body stop trying to cold turkey it.) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((*Hangovers are dehydration headaches!*)) Vera: "A hard lunar lemonade with a buncha sugar to get the blood flowing in the morning." Vera: (Hey, I'm just parroting stuff that's generally known.) Vera: (Obviously, you're also supposed to drink lots of water.) Ryusui|GM: (it's what people do; doesn't mean it makes sense/works XD) Ryusui|GM: !f (Judge's Impressions) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF for 1 [4dF = [-][ ][+][+]] Vera: (Should be... -3 in total.) Ryusui|GM: (ha, yeah, neither Morinda nor Durian like this) Vera: (Woo, I got the first "Fat 1" minimum possible score of the competition.) Vera: (So the chairwoman is the only one defending me? XD) Ryusui|GM: The Chairwoman delicately - *gingerly,* perhaps - lifts her glass and sips, being careful not to let the dripping sugar stick to her mouth. "Refreshing," she declares. "A well-chosen counterpoint to the sandwich." Morinda takes a long time to sip hers; mostly she seems hung up on that failed sugar ring. "I'd probably have appreciated this somewhat less if it didn't follow up such an intensely hot dish," Dr. Durian says, swishing the drink around in the glass as he sips. "Mostly it seems like an afterthought. And definitely a disappointment from you in particular." Ryusui|GM: (Morinda's Dislike: No Style (hates Value:0 plating aspects)) Ryusui|GM: (Vera gets 2 FP!) Ryusui|GM: (FINAL SCORE: 1) Ryusui|GM: The roulette spins again... Ryusui|GM: !r 1d2 DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 1d2 for 1 [1d2 = 1] Ryusui|GM: ...and this time it's Tako's turn to face the music! Ryusui|GM: "Let's see what you've brought to the table!" Ryusui|GM: ( <@!;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾>, you're on! ) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: Tako-San squirms squithers his way onto the podium a lays a Taco in front of each judge. "First, Ai have a new dish Ai'm calling the 'Erosion of Time' taco. The waves, the heat, and decomposers all contributing to the degaradashion that is key to the cycle of life this food perpetuates." Ryusui|GM: **Shroomy Taco "Meat" (Savory): 8 -with Searing Sun Sauce (Spicy): 8 -and Paltry Pollock Paste (Cool): 2** Ryusui|GM: !f (Judge's Impressions) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF for -1 [4dF = [-][-][ ][+]] Ryusui|GM: "Quite an artistic description." The Chairwoman raises a mask-hidden eyebrow as she bites in. "Not sure I was quite ready for two intensely spicy main dishes almost back-to-back," she says, clearing her throat, "but what you've done with the mushroom here is nothing short of *fascinating.*" Dr. Durian nearly chokes on his taco as the word "mushroom" comes up. "Ah, yes, it's quite clearly mushroom in here, as I knew the whole time," he says. Whatever else, you've managed to fool the food professor here, Tako. Morinda says nothing; she enjoys her taco in silence, a smirk on her face at Durian's near-goof. Ryusui|GM: (FINAL SCORE: 17) Ryusui|GM: (next!) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: Tako-San gingerly places a cup and saucer of tea before each of the judges. "Here Ai have a 'Kick-in-the-Pants" chea; meant to invoke a much more 'get-up-and-go' feeling for when you need a wake-up call, rather than being a calming bed-time chea." Ryusui|GM: **Heavily Steeped Turquoise Tea (Bitter): 5 -served with a Full Moon Wedge (Sour): 5** Ryusui|GM: !f (Judge's Impressions) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF for -3 [4dF = [-][-][ ][-]] Ryusui|GM: (HOLY DAMN XD) Ryusui|GM: (i think that's one of the worst impressions rolls we've ever had) Vera: (With an additional -2.) Ryusui|GM: (OH DANG YOU'RE RIGHT) ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((Halves it's value, right there.)) Ryusui|GM: "I *love* turquoise tea!" Morinda says, squeezing her lemon into her cup and sipping eagerly. The Chairwoman is more subdued: "Well-brewed, highly astringent." A wry smile crosses her face. "More a beverage I'd expect from Dovelia than from you, if I'm being honest." "It's good tea, but..." Dr. Durian downs his in one gulp. "...I'm not sure how to put it, but. It's *just* tea. I have a cup much like this for breakfast most days." Ryusui|GM: (Tako gets 1 FP!) Ryusui|GM: (FINAL SCORE: 5) Ryusui|GM: "And finally..." Ryusui|GM: The roulette spins one more time for good measure, and Margen ends up in front of the judges. Ryusui|GM: "Last but not least, it's your turn, Margen!" Margen: *Margen bows before the judges* "Greetings. I would like to present to you for your sustenance and sensation tonight some fried potatoes prepared in a traditional manner from a colony called Pluto of a distant world called France (**Plutonian Potato Sticks**(cool 2)), dressed with onion-vapor vortices (**Sublimely Spicy Onion Frites**(Spicy 2)) and Gigafowl cutlet straws (**Gourmet Chicken Fries**(Savory 5) with a coffee-spice reduction (**Black Hole Barbecue** (Bitter 1)) and an accelerated apple butter (**Olympian Applesauce** (sweet 5)). Or: *onion rings, French fries, barbecue sauce, apple sauce, and **chicken fries***. I suggest starting with the potatoes." Vera: (If it's not clear, I think he's presenting the Plutonian Potato Strips first.) Ryusui|GM: **Crispy Plutonian Potato Sticks (Cool): 2 -seasoned with Sublimely Spicy Onion-Frites (Spicy): 2** Margen: (yep) Ryusui|GM: !f (Judge's Impressions) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF for 4 [4dF = [+][+][+][+]] Ryusui|GM: (HOT DAMN) Vera: (Grabs a popularity aspect right there.) Margen: (:0) Ryusui|GM: (no, that's the Judge's roll) Ryusui|GM: (that said, he manages to trip two more dislikes) Ryusui|GM: (Durian's and Morinda's) Margen: (oof) Vera: (So he broke even. XD) Ryusui|GM: "Another spicy entree," Morinda chuckles. "That's three in a row. That said, I rather like these. Simplistic, but enjoyable." "Too simplistic," Dr. Durian says, shaking his head. "I'd have appreciated some sort of dipping sauce on the side." "Agreed," the Chairwoman chimes in. "I thought this dish *was* a side while it was being prepared. It's not a *bad* dish, mind, but it's not what I'm looking for in this competition." Ryusui|GM: (Margen gets 2 FP!) Ryusui|GM: (FINAL SCORE: 4) Ryusui|GM: (next!) Vera: (Actually, he didn't trigger Morinda's.) Margen: (that's the second half from above, should I paste that down?) Vera: (She just hates plating that's 0 or lower.) Ryusui|GM: (oh, damn, i screwed up) Ryusui|GM: (it was Durian's and the Chairwoman's, my bad) Vera: (Ah, yeah, that should probably be rewritten. XD) Vera: (Will the judging be rewritten, or are we moving on?) Ryusui|GM: (done, but yeah, moving on, Margen?) Margen: Next we have Gigafowl cutlet straws (Gourmet Chicken Fries (Savory 5)) with a coffee-spice reduction (Black Hole Barbecue (Bitter 1)) and an accelerated apple butter (Olympian Applesauce (sweet 5)). Or: barbecue sauce, apple sauce, and chicken fries. Vera: (BTW, should Margen have gotten a popularity aspect from that eclipse?) Ryusui|GM: (no, it was the judge's roll) Vera: (I see.) Ryusui|GM: **Gourmet Chicken Fries (Savory): 5 -with Black Hole Blend Barbecue (Bitter): 2 -served with Olympian Applesauce (Sweet): 5** Ryusui|GM: !f (Judge's impressions) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF for -3 [4dF = [-][ ][-][-]] Vera: (SHIT.) Ryusui|GM: (OW. but on the upside, no dislikes triggered!) Margen: (o o f) Vera: (... Oh, thank goodness, he still ties.) Vera: (... PFFFTHAHAHA! This is almost even better!) Ryusui|GM: "Now, *this* is something I can sink my teeth into," the Chairwoman chuckles. "Rather a 'roadhouse' dish, I feel? Fried chicken and applesauce?" "Rustic, *and* quite delicious. The applesauce is a bit *thin* for my preference, though. Rather more like a soup than sauce." Dr. Durian eats, saying nothing for a long time; it's clear this is about as "fast food" as his tastes are willing to stretch. "Competently executed," he finally declares, the one thing he feels he can say without injuring his credentials. Ryusui|GM: (FINAL SCORE: 9) Ryusui|GM: The Chairwoman claps her hands, and Kitchen Arena transforms one more time. The roulette conveyor disappears into the floor, its purpose complete, and the chefs are gathered in the center, facing the Chairwoman. Ryusui|GM: "Well, now. This has been an exciting competition, hasn't it?" the Chairwoman chuckles. "Let's see just how kind or cruel the whims of fate were to you all!" Vera: (I arranged our dishes in the notes in order of presentation, note.) Ryusui|GM: The holodisplays light up. "Some of you chefs put your best foot forward in the first round of presentation. Some of you...did *not.*" Holly inserts an ominous musical sting as the camera pans over Margen. "The uncontested champion of the first round, by a wide margin, is..." Ryusui|GM: The spotlight shines on <@!Vera>! Vera: "I mean, who could argue with breakfast?" Vera: (I believe the second round is a tie. :3) Margen: Margen nods solemnly at the statement Ryusui|GM: "Vera, and her frankly...*incredible*...Screaming Dawn Breakfast." There is an uneasy nod of agreement from the other judges; it's clear they're *all* still recovering from the intensity of that sandwich. "Special mention must go to the iced coffee accompaniment, arguably a *must* for a sandwich of such...*ambition.*" Ryusui|GM: The standings update: Vera is awarded a victory point! Ryusui|GM: "The second round of presentation was, surprisingly, even more hotly contested than the first, even if the dishes on display were generally more low-key. One chef, in fact, managed to impress us: both with their first victory point of the season, and by tying with a Uranium Chef veteran! The second round goes to..." Ryusui|GM: The spotlights shine on <@!Margen> and Dovelia! Ryusui|GM: "...Margen and Dovelia, who managed to *tie* with one another!" Dovelia looks shocked. She looks up and down Margen in surprise and suspicion. Margen: *He smiles sheepishly at being not at the bottom of the heap* Ryusui|GM: "Honestly, the chicken fries and the ice cream would've made an *excellent* pairing on their own," Morinda chimes in. "Easily the two best dishes of the second round." Ryusui|GM: The holodisplays update again: victory points are awarded to both Margen and Dovelia! Ryusui|GM: "Now...this is a rare occasion," the Chairwoman says, strutting forward with a predatory grin on her face. "Not only has Tako not managed to score a single victory point, despite his previous victories *and* his advantages in this round, but the other chefs have *all managed to tie.*" Vera: "Oh, is it finally time for a physical face-off? I was wondering when we were getting to those." ;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: Tako-San is visibly distraught by the abject failure. Ryusui|GM: (all right, Vera, Margen, if the idea is that you two team up against Dovelia, how's this:) Ryusui|GM: (Margen gives you a +1 teamwork bonus, Vera, and you alone roll against Dovelia) Vera: (Sounds good to me.) Ryusui|GM: ( <@!Margen>? ) Margen: Sure Ryusui|GM: "It's time for the chefs to *face off!*" Ryusui|GM: Through a combination of camera trickery and hidden conveyors in the floor, the three competing chefs are literally arranged so they're all facing each other. Vera: "Okay, time to make good on my promise." Vera turns in Dovelia's direction. Ryusui|GM: "Really? Honestly? Do you *know* who you're challenging here?" Dovelia says. "I said I'd win this battle, and I *meant* it. Or do you not recall who *schooled* you before we even entered the arena today? Who commanded *alien ingredients* to *perfection?*" Vera: "I'm not going to argue whether me or Margen's better. What I *am* saying is that Dovelia's the *worst*. B*tch has been giving other chefs leery looks all episode - that's some obvious contempt there, and it doesn't look like she's even trying to hide it. The way I see it, we were all grasping in the dark with the quick-fire - whether that soda gambit paid off or blew up in your face was a crap-shoot. You're *far* from the high-and-mighty hoity toity genius you want the judges to think you are - you're just a *basic b\*tch* trying to shit on the nicest guy here just because he *finally* caught up to the rest of us. That's *low."* (Arguing for AGGRESSIVE, plus myJust Stating the Factsstunt for +4.) Ryusui|GM: (holy cow XD) Vera: (Plus, if Margen can back me up, that Assist action will bring me up to +5.) Ryusui|GM: (roll it!) Margen: (not sure how I'd back up but ok) Vera: (... Oh, I just noticed that his AGGRESSIVE is Mediocre (+0).) Vera: (Same rules apply, just without the bonus +1?) Ryusui|GM: (...yeah.) Vera: (A'ight. Fire in the hole!) Ryusui|GM: (like. unless you roll really bad here, you basically own Dovelia by default) Vera: (I figured you'd roll first, being the first to post.) Ryusui|GM: !f 3 (Aggressive) DiscoDude: <@Ryusui|GM> rolled 4dF+3 for 2 [4dF = [-][ ][+][-]] Vera: !f 4 (AGGRESSIVE + Just Stating the Facts) DiscoDude: <@Vera> rolled 4dF+4 for 1 [4dF = [-][-][ ][-]] Vera: (Are you preemptively invoking first?) Ryusui|GM: (right, bottoming out Dovelia's FP, and her free invokes, and I am sitting at...10 here) Vera: (I don't need to ask *what* you're invoking, as you have more popularity aspects than fate points.) Ryusui|GM: (yep) Vera: (A'ight, just need to invoke 5 times.) Vera: (There's the free invoke on my popularity aspect... Hey, can I use Margen's popularity aspects (with his permission)?) Ryusui|GM: (...oh my god, you actually lose here, *how*) Margen: Sure Ryusui|GM: (you only have two popularity aspects and only one has a free invoke) Vera: (Dude, relax, I got 5 fate points.) Ryusui|GM: (yes, but you can only invoke an aspect once per go) Ryusui|GM: (so your two aspects + one free invoke is only three invokes) Vera: (What about Margen's?) Vera: (With his permission, of course.) Ryusui|GM: (...you know what? fine. i'll rule you can use his aspects, but *not* his free invokes) Vera: (Fair - he has plenty to invoke. I invoke twice more on **Playing Ketchup** (that underdog aspect) and **Bitter Barbecue Bounceback** (same).) Vera: (5 invokes in total takes me to 11.) Ryusui|GM: (it do indeed, and you still have 1 FP when all's said and done) Vera: (I mean, it *could* have been argued that since Margen was Assisting (even if he couldn't provide a bonus), *he* could invoke stuff here, but this is fine, too. XD) Ryusui|GM: Dovelia seems taken aback by Vera's teardown. She blinks. "I wasn't...I wasn't addressing *him*..." For a moment, her facade of superiority breaks, and that's honestly all that's needed. Ryusui|GM: She seems to shrink back from the other two; this, too, is a camera effect, but the spotlights still shining on Vera and Margen are still very real. Ryusui|GM: "And what of you two?" the Chairwoman says. "Which of *you* will come out on top?" Vera: "For the record, I lose to him, too - did you *see* that drink I submitted? I somehow managed to embarrass myself, and this is *me* we're talking about." Vera: "I still kicked Dovelia's verbal *ss, though. Gimme that silver." Vera: (If it's not clear, I've thrown the face-off finals.) Vera: (There was no way I was winning with what I had left, anyway. XD) Ryusui|GM: The Chairwoman seems surprised, perplexed even, but then she breaks out into a hearty smile and laugh. She begins applauding; the judges, confused at first as well, follow suit, and then the audience joins in as well. Ryusui|GM: "Good sportsmanship. Sometimes it *does* get ratings," the Chairwoman chuckles. Ryusui|GM: The spotlight over Vera darkens, and the one over Margen turns even brighter. "Congratulations, <@!Margen>! You are the winner of Battle Fast Food Roulette!" Ryusui|GM: The holodisplays update, showing the current season rankings: Ryusui|GM: **1. Vera (7pts)
- Tako (4pts)
- Dovelia (4pts)
- Margen (3pts)`*
Ryusui|GM: "You still have a way to go before you catch up with your rivals, but the gap is at long last closing!"
Ryusui|GM: Dovelia stands to the side, looking genuinely hurt at Vera's assault on her character.
Vera: (Dovelia knows how to bully people with words, but Vera goes right for the jugular*. XD)
Ryusui|GM: "And that, folks, has been another exciting episode of Uranium Chef!" Holly chimes in.
Ryusui|GM: (last lines, <@&627978553669058562>? :3)
;}"÷™+╎®♂★█¬ˇ¾: ((Nah.))
Vera: "Hmm... That... honestly could not have gone any better than it did. Like- no joke, this is 100% my ideal placing order for this episode. All according to keikaku... apparently."
Margen: "I'm absolutely astounded I won!"
Ryusui|GM: "There's sure to be more excitement next time, fans of culinary carnage! What crazy challenges will our chefs face next? Tune in next episode and find out! This has been Holly Go-Light-Wave, for Uranium Chef! Buh-bye!"
Ryusui|GM: !end
