[b]Suuz, or Aleks is in the mess hall, the kitchen to be exact. He's fiddling with some pans and some fire. [/b]
"The potatoes in the pan, all complete, then you light them on fire like so..."
[b]He runs a match past his shirt, and into the pan, lighting the insides on fire. [/b]
"Then we throw the eggs in..."
[b]He reaches into a cupboard with his right hand while throwing the match away with his left before pulling a box of eggs out of the cupboard, and taking one out as he puts it down. He then smashes the egg on the side of the pan, throws the egg in the pan, on top of the potatoes, and throws the egg shells away. [/b]
"Then we wait for a bit before throwing some bacon in..."
[b]He waits for about five minutes before opening the fridge with his scythe, and pulling the package of bacon out with enough force to launch it at him, he then catches it, opens it, and empties the entire thing in the pan. [/b]
"Now we wait for ten minutes before turning the fire off, then we wrap it in foil before stuffing it in the oven... After that we should have solid diabetes..."
[b]He waits again, before wrapping it in foil, stuffing it in the oven, and waiting again.[/b]
"Should be done now..."
[b]He puts on some oven mitts, opens the oven, and pulls the steaming hot package out, before unwrapping it, and looking at his creation. He then takes the oven mitts off, tosses them into a cupboard, and pulls a very sharp looking knife from a drawer. [/b]
"I'm sorry little piggy, but I'm gonna cut you now..."
[b]He slowly cuts into the heap of potatoes, egg, and bacon before balancing it on the knife, and taking a bite.[/b]
"Tasty, very tasty.... Very fat too..." [b]He says with a full mouth, he then gulps it down, and finishes the rest. [/b]
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"Possibly."
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"And your soul is connected to the mech..."
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"That sounds about right."
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"Which makes your powers connected to the mech... It all connects!"
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"That's true."
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"YA know, I shouldn't have drenched the bacon in wine!" [b]He starts to giggle like a little girl. [/b] [spoiler]He looks 15 btw[/spoiler]
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"Probably not. Jack Daniels would have been a better choice." [spoiler]he wouldn't give a crap. By now he's at least 100[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh my god, that advice made me kek[/spoiler] "I have a bottle somewhere... Wanna share?"
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"Nah. I'm about to go shoot a gun that could easily tear a tree apart and hope it doesn't explode in my hand right after making it. Being drunk, and yes, I can be, won't help."
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"Oh... Many words, too drunk to understand.... Is the gun big though"
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"About the size of a minigun, which will most likely be built into my arm. So yes, very."
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"Arm gun? My dad had an arm gun.." [spoiler]*foreshadowing intensifies*[/spoiler]
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"My arm is about 3ft across, so I can fit a substantially bigger one."
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"His arm gun was a minigun... That's all I remember... He kinda died... I think"
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"Well, maybe we'll find him. Who knows."
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"Maybe, maybe...."
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"Well, Ima go shoot stuff."
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"Have fun with that....."
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"I will." He says, and heads out
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[spoiler]ent[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]no, end[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Kk[/spoiler]
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[b]A man dashes by gathering several ingredients before pouring contents into a bowl and mixing them, several knives,a rolling pin,and apples are spread on a counter top[/b]
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"My oh my, what are you making over there!"
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Apple pie and tarts maybe strawberry pie as well [b]The man was quickly finished making the dough and sliced the apples into perfect slices with 3 swings of a knife[/b]