17. Mallok walks past, giving you a hearty thumbs up. It's the nicest thing you've seen him do without cursing! 13. You’re stressed out and tired, but hey, it doesn’t totally suck. 18. The musclebeast judge flexes in response to your dish! A high honor indeed!
Dillys was determined to so well! He made sure to pay extra attention during the skill drill, writing down organized notes. He again felt nervous as Mallok headed his way but he remained as confident as he could as he diligently worked. As the other troll gave him a thumbs up like he had yesterday, the red blood felt his confidence rise significantly. He could do this!
Next was the main course and Dillys had planned to make Shrimp and grits today. As he moved around his station, he felt his stress rise. He hoped the grits would cook in time! As the count down ended, Dillys leaned down and rested on his hands on his knees. Damn, he was exhausted from cooking and the stress... He just hoped the judges liked his dish. Now to make sure a certain lusus didn't eat his dish!
Setting his shrimp and grits down before the judges, he held his hands behind his back. He watched them eat it, nervously nibbling his bottom lip. He looked surprised as one judge flexed in response to his dish! They liked it! AWESOME! The red blood smiled brightly and confidently moved back to his station.
Nictor Sabbat Team Cerise Score: 15 Daily Results: 3. First fire of the night belongs to you! 1. It’s… inedible. You really messed this one up. 11. You know when someone is kind of saying nice things but it feels like they’re making it up to not hurt your feelings? That’s definitely what’s happening.
Nictor's face began flushing in a muted kind of shame as the judge worked through stilted statement son on "valiant efforts" and "trying your best". Because, well, he had put in an effort and tried his best and he'd...set the place on fire. Again. Someone had clapped and cheered as the "Contestants Without a Fire" counter set up at his station was actually what went up in flames. Yanno, alongside his dish. from there the ash had kind of clung to Nictor's hand's and face and jacket and mixed with the pollen that hung off of him until it was just overpowering the flavors of anything he touched.
His palm was fairly well grinding into his face as he rubbed at his cheek, waiting for it to end.
Sephos was almost used to the chaos of the kitchen, almost. The constant screaming was starting to get to him, though. The Juggalo music on his side of the kitchen did not help, though he was so used to holy music at this point that he didn't mind it. It was just a lot of noise, that was all.
[Oh! You're actually pretty good at replicating this dish. ]
Tonight, Sephos tried to make a pie again. And this time, he didn't ******** up the ingredients. the pie was turning out well -- Sephos was pleased. Maku was pleased. And, he heard whispered, the messiahs would be too.
[You’re stressed out and tired, but hey, it doesn’t totally suck.]
Overwhelmed, bumped, and jostled, Sephos was very stressed. But, whenever he checked on his pie, it seemed to be doing exactly what it was supposed to. Curious, Sephos decided to give it time and look at everyone else's dishes. Food, he decided, truly was fantastic.
[Caima won’t even eat your stuff. Truly, you are the worst cook in Alternia.]
He had forgotten to take out the pie. By the time he did, it was slightly gooey charcoal. For a moment, he felt a flare of red-hot, almost electric sensations, his body contracting in tension as the little white beast refused to eat the result.
Fury. It was fury. And it was gone just as quickly, because, as he left for the night, Sephos remembered that it didn't matter that much. He'd do better tomorrow.
Results 8. You drop your mixer completely into the bowl and watch the bubbles pop as it sinks completely into the mixture. 8. Well, your food was okay, but kind of underspiced? More salt next time buddy! 18. The musclebeast judge flexes in response to your dish! A high honor indeed!
Since he did so well last time, Knetic decides it's a good idea to give it a try again tonight! He sets up as usual, finding himself yet again dropping something. This time it's the mixer and it's a little pathetic watching it sink into his mixture but he carries on anyway. Who knows? It may add flavor!
Through the process it slips his mind to taste for seasonings, causing one of the judges to comment on the rather bland taste. A valid comment! Something to keep in mind for next time! At the very least the dish is still a hit! A large musclebeast from the judging committee gives his dish a hard flex and it's such a compliment to wards his food he almost cries!
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Dillys, you're a star!
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Um... better luck next time, Nictor?
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5. Oof, your meal is raw...yet somehow, also dry? 8. Well, your food was okay, but kind of underspiced? More salt next time buddy! 14. Compliments! Compliments! Compliments!
Most nights when Dei was this exhausted, he didn't even bother with cooking. Yet here he was, competing in a terrible cooks competition. Maybe this would give him some sort of edge? Probably not. He'd ended up chopping up some vegetables and... fish? He wasn't sure what it was, honestly. Either way, it all ended up in a bowl with no dressing or much in the way of flavor outside of the natural flavors of the food. It was pretty bland, but somehow both judges seemed to enjoy it?
He chalked it up to dumb luck. That or maybe he wasn't hearing them correctly, or something. That was entirely possible.
Sephos intended to go into that kitchen and get good. Instead, well...
[Is it...is it moving?! ]
Well, he tried to do fish. He had no idea how to do fish, but Sephos would not be perturbed by that. He was going, indeed, to do fish.
But then, apparently, it was so fresh it ******** moved. Sephos just could not. He couldn't. He threw it in the oven and cowered as it moved, and moved, and moved... Then he threw some vegetable in there.
There. Baked fish and vegetables was a thing, right?
[ First fire of the night belongs to you! ]
Maybe so. But so was fire. Shoots and roots, there was so much fire. Sephos swore that it had to rival the legendary Bloodfest fire, where a well-known Juggalo had attempted to see how far they could push the stove and set off a 'five-alarm fire of ******** and mirth, worthy of the messiahs and so bitchin that they won the biggest prize ever, scorched-a** stage and all.'
He'd heard that story from a few of Punkie's cult friends, and he believed it. He didn't like it.
[Caima won’t even eat your stuff. Truly, you are the worst cook in Alternia. ]
He grappled with the fire extinguisher and found himself in a wartorn wasteland of cinders. There was no food to be served. The fish was very dead now.
Sephos was silent as he stared upon it, very, very sad indeed.
Results: 8. You drop your mixer completely into the bowl and watch the bubbles pop as it sinks completely into the mixture. 20. You pulled it off without a hitch, perfectly replicated and delicious - and with time to spare for plating! 13. The chef-judges seem really proud of your progress!
Cooking is quickly becoming mildly therapeutic, despite this being a competition, Knetic is calm and collected! He still manages to lose another mixer in his dish, now becoming almost traditional in his span at this competition, but it never seems to fail him so he lets it go and moves along.
With time to spare he plates up his fish and veggies with a fancy flourish! Looking every bit like a restaurant quality dish and it's enough to give him a slight ego boost. Especially when the judges give him a compliment and tell him he's made good progress!
Nictor Sabbat Team Cerise Score: 22 Daily Results: 2. You slip and cut yourself with the knife. Oof! 9. Despite making something a little unidentifiable for the main course, the judges kind of seem into it! 11. You know when someone is kind of saying nice things but it feels like they’re making it up to not hurt your feelings? That’s definitely what’s happening.
Well. It was bound to happen really, given his results in this kitchen so far. There was a very good reason why Nictor was disturbed by the gift of knives that first night. Encounters with sharp things rarely panned out in his favor. He got his cut wrapped up pretty quick, but not before yellow blood has spattered over his dish which....also had flakes of paper-mache in it. It would seem that had finally dried and was coming off his face and clothes.
Nictor didn't follow half of what he was being told at this point and for all the night started well, was feeling a bit worn out and only catching snippets. soemthign about experimental art using the culinary practices as a medium? The act of blood letting being a commentary on-
Avvisi was not a cook. But she was a reporter, a writer, a truth seeker, and she was on the hunt for Bloodfest booths that really dazzled their way into troll's hearts. Some booths would be forgotten, some booths would be remembered, Avvisi was here to write all about it.
Once again, Avvisi was not a cook. Somehow, tho, she managed to cook something? Her camera snapped repeatedly as she took pictures of her process, of the final dish. This... was really fun. The tealblood looked around for the booth owners. She wanted an interview, this booth was getting its own page.
Team: Mallok Points: 59 jesus 19. Cerise seems really excited about what you’ve done! 20. You pulled it off without a hitch, perfectly replicated and delicious - and with time to spare for plating! 20. Why are you even here? You’re clearly not one of the worst cooks in Alternia. Get out.
"Oh hi!" Emiola tumbled back over. "I'm back! I was telling my friend about this and he said I should really try like, clipping my hair back so I can see so I'm gonna prove him wrong." She had her hands on her hips. Look at Mallok! He didn't have to see s**t either to be productive! Emi cracked her knuckles.
She wanted to keep this relatively simple, so she thought about the best thing she'd ever ******** eaten ever. And the answer to that was: bagels. So check, she needed to use bagels (the best thing ever). What else was super good? Casseroles. So the obvious solution?
Bagel casserole.
She had the bagels. She had the cream cheese. She had the regular cheese. You know the weird trendy s**t they were doing on Grub Network with adding that leafy green crapola? She had that too. Even the ******** eggs. Honestly, was anyone even watching her? She was just dumping assorted things into a pan willy nilly without a care in the world. She's pretty sure this is how casseroles worked? You put a bunch of stuff into the oven? Totes!
She pulled the finished product out some time later. Somehow... it...
"Did I do it?" What was she even supposed to make in the first place? She hoped the judges wouldn't eat all of it, 'cause she wanted some.
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