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screamingshark rolled 3 20-sided dice:
4, 5, 20
Total: 29 (3-60)
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 Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2018 11:09 am
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Hobo Pixi rolled 3 20-sided dice:
18, 10, 1
Total: 29 (3-60)
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2018 11:15 pm
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Dillys Silvio
Team Cerise
Today's Score: 29
Results 18. Oh! You're actually pretty good at replicating this dish. 10. Borkuisinier asks you a question about your dish, but you don’t speak musclebeast! 1. Caima won’t even eat your stuff. Truly, you are the worst cook in Alternia.
Dillys was exhausted from the weeks worth of events and booths. He watched as the dish he was supposed to recreate was completed, moving to his station and looking through his notes. Hopefully, he would get through today. He got to cooking, trying to stay calm and collected as he organized everything he needed.... 3...2....1... time! The red blood moved to place his dish on the judges table, waiting for what they had to say. He was relieved when they complimented the dish and said he did well with replicating.
Next, he was going to try making pasta from scratch. Dillys had never before made pasta but today, he wanted to try. As he was trying to mix the dough, Borkuisinier came over to talk to him. What in the world was he saying? Dillys nodded to him before going back to what he was doing. As he continued on, disaster struck! The pasta was cut too thick and didn't cook right and the sauce he made broke. The low blood thought nothing else could go wrong... until his chicken was on fire! He quickly put it out but it was burnt, so burnt. 'One minute left!' Well s**t.... Dillys quickly plated his dish even though it was the worst thing he had ever cooked in his entire existence.
Dillys sat his dish in front of the judges, listening to them rip his dish and him apart. It hurt that they though he really was the worst cook in Alternia. He felt his confidence die completely, rubbing his arm as he apologized. He moved back to his station to clean up, mad that he tried something new.
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purplerosesbeauty generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
1!
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2018 6:07 am
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Our (final) winners for Night 7.... nepsah Deimos, I think it's fair to say you're no longer the worst cook!  Hobo Pixi Dillys you tried so hard... it's over now, friend. Taki-di Basic is good sometimes. Thanks for your dedication, Nictor! And our final tallies for judge scores! Judge Scores: Cerise: 824 Mallok: 551 |
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2018 5:12 pm
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While running your booth, you’re approached by pair of a trolls, a yellowblood and a redblood. They stand close together, but you can see they’re holding hands quite tightly and the redblood seems like she’s hanging back slightly. They’re both bundled up, as one would expect in this weather, and the yellowblood seems particularly anxious, biting his lip and rubbing his free palm on his thigh.
“Ahh, I, ah, I w-wanted t-t-to...mmm.” Man his stutter wasn’t great.
The yellowblood shifts a little, eyes darting away then back, digging his hand into his pocket and procuring friendship bracelets.
“H-here, f-or, ah, r---unning a b-booth. Th-thanks.” He hands over the prize, looking a bit flushed and flustered.
You received bracelets from Nictor and Kolako! There’s enough that each troll manning the booth can keep one each! If i miscounted and missed someone, let me know. Everyone needs a bracelet. Everyone.  If you would like to respond, feel free to quote Nictor! Kolako doesn’t seem very interested in talking though.
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