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 Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 5:43 pm
Krinna made her way back over to her own chair at Nia's table and waited to hear what Danish would announce as the secret ingredient.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 1:19 pm
he lifted a large tray and several small forms darted away towards the cieling
"Flying Storm Sniper Salmon Berserkers Ridden by Lobster Mages!"
the aptly named monsters flew near the cieling not atempting to leave as the focused there atention on the contestants
"Let The Cook-Off BEGIN!"
there was a fancy ding sound that rang through the plushie palace
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 2:13 pm
"How many do you want, Nia?"
Krinna asked, quickly pulling her bow out and firing a series of arrows at the creatures on the part of the semi-cloudy ceiling above their table, intending to impale them so they'd fall onto the table within Nia's reach.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 2:25 pm
nia grabs a fillet knife from the table and begins boiling a pot of water "get me ten fish and six crustations"
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 3:20 pm
the arrows ignite from electrical aura as they aproached the storm salmon however one of the arrows made it past and pierced its tail
((alright so i dont have to play the role of the cuisine the can
salmon:
control weather/attracted by it
generate electrical shields (not perfect only blocks 3/5 attacks)
carries a little sniper rifle in its fins
flies
can go into a berserk killer mood when attacked enough
lobster mages:
cast a bunch of random spells
cast alot of distructo spells
have mean pincer claws
now everyone enjoy))
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 3:42 pm
"Ah... working on it!" Krinna remarked, seeing that only one of her arrows actually reached a target.
But still... one arrow got through.
Krinna rapidly fired off a barrage of arrows aimed at just three of the fish, including the one that had already been hit in the tail.
Most of the arrows were destroyed before they could reach, but some of the arrows got through.
One arrow hit a lobster mage in the tail, another bounced off one of their claws...
but one arrow hit a salmon right through the middle and it fell onto the table in front of Nia, taking its very much intact lobster-mage rider with it.
The salmon with the wounded tail began angrily firing its sniper rifle at Krinna, and hit her in the tail.
"Youch!!" Krinna exclaimed, quickly falling back to duck under the table.
"Those things have guns?!?! This is gonna be harder than I thought..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 4:16 pm
the lobster mage began to shoot fire from its claws
fortunatly nias armor protected her from the heat and she quickly scooped it up with the lib and jumped it into the pot slamming the lid shut as the fire and water met cooking the evil lobster
then once the pot settled she then began cleaving at the salmon with the knife and tossing chunks of it into the pot
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 4:43 pm
Having paused under the table to think up a new strategy, Krinna suddenly thought:
Wait, why should I do anything different?
...and decided to keep running with the same basic strategy as long as it worked.
She jumped out from under the table and fired at the fish and lobsters near that one wounded salmon by the ceiling, jumping from chair to table to chair to chair to table to chair...
A little bullet from a tiny sniper rifle took off one of her whiskers, and another grazed her ear, and she got hit in the tail again... but she knocked down the fish with the previously-wounded lobster on it, and they fell to the table, the lobster shooting off a random spell from one claw that dropped chicken feathers on Krinna and firing a burst of lightning from the other claw.
"Watch out, Nia!" Krinna said from amidst the feathers, getting doused by a shower of sawdust from the lightning hitting the edge of the table as she ducked under it once again. "That's one angry lobster, there!"
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 4:59 pm
nia began stirring some butter in a bowl and once it was thouroughly mixed she threw the whisk at the crab hitting it spot on with a crack.
before it could recover she had it in hand and cracked its shell in two
"maybe we should switch places for a little while."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 5:22 pm
His eyes went this way and that, all of it utterly confusing him.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 5:30 pm
Shaodw cracked his knuckles and begain. "Zephel get me 15 onoins, 10 carrots, 12 celery stalks. Then boil them. "
Shadow clapped his hands together, a jet of steam hit one of the flying lobsters, and salmon. Cooking them instantly,
"I love alchmey."
Shadow cought the lobsters and salmon. putting them into little ramakans to be covered with egg foam.
He started to whip egg whites into a foam, adding dehydrated Garlic powder, and then putting the foam on top of the ramakans. then a little chedder chease.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 5:33 pm
"When I'm having so much fun? Why? Do you think you have a better idea for getting them down?"
Shaking off the feathers and sawdust, Krinna rushed out from under the table again, and began firing like mad at that one elusive already-wounded salmon.
The salmon fired like mad, too, and got really mad that Krinna was dodging its bullets... It flew down from the ceiling, rushing at Krinna with its lobster-mage rider snapping its claws.
"Ack!" Krinna exclaimed, stowing her bow to run around Nia and the table while she thought up some kind of counter-measure.
She ran in and out around the chair legs, and somewhere along the way the lobster got knocked off, which Krinna didn't notice until she had run around the table again and found herself face-to-eyestalks with the lobster.
Turning, she ran right into the salmon chasing her.
Stunned, the salmon became an easy target for Krinna.
Grabbing it with her claws, she sunk her teeth into its back, crushing its spine.
Krinna had defeated the fish! However, her fur was now full of static electricity and the fish had cat fur on it... and the lobster had meanwhile taken the opportunity to grab hold of her tail with its claws.
"AHH!" Krinna dropped the fish and raced around the room, trying to shake off the lobster.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 6:08 pm
Chastity nods and flies off
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 6:21 pm
seeing the poor cat in trouble nia grabs the lobster and gives it a swift chop in the head causing it to let go.
"we need to focus on the ingredients we have right now and try to make something of them"
she then sets the dead lobster on the table and grabs the one she was already preparing, dunked it into the butter and then breaded it carefully
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silentdraconis Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 6:33 pm
Leilen looked at the lobsters and their flying sniper-fish-mounts.
"I'd say that's so cheesy, but it's really rather fishy." She said to no one but herself, and sighed, lifting herself slowly to her feet, one hand out-stretched, her face distant and dreamy with the focus and not-thought of bending the storm-child to her will. It was easier than a true storm, weaker and more timid and willing to obey. That was not to say that it was easy, simply that it was less hard.
Dew gathered at her temples like drops of rain, and a thunderhead began to shape above her palm, her other hand lifting and the first shifting to support the growing cloud-path between them without touching the lightning stripped thunder-head. It was a pathway to the clouds, ending before her, the storm between her hands was more solid than the rest, being summoned, and not coming of its own volition through her tempestuous, gloomy feeling. Her creations had both her power, and her emotion, and were that much more real because of it. She didn't really care, but no storm did; she wasn't interested in what went on beneath her, what she struck down or raised, but no storm did.
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