event #1

[soulping]

Congratulations, Kyriakos. You have arrived in supermarket hell. The inside of the supermarket looks exactly like what one would find in a 1950s supermarket: packed aisles full of bright advertisements and cans and boxes, along with fresh produce and fruits, snacks and candy, and even a counter for getting meat sliced for you. It looks like all of the people who work there are ghosts, and won’t be charging you for any of it: even the butcher will do the work for you. For some people on Ratatoskr, this supermarket may even look extremely familiar, down to the layout of the aisles and the nametags on the ghosts lining the registers.

Unfortunately for everyone, you are going to be there with all of the other teams, and there aren’t one hundred pounds of roast beef, so you may have to share some of the primary ingredients: produce, fruit, and meat especially.

You have no set recipe, so pick whatever you feel like!

Comments

[hatebound]

[what are you talking about does food even exist that isn't meat or candy]

[speaking of which he's holding an open box of snack cakes]

Will there be enough room in that cart?

[acemedium]

[What a good roommate]

We'll make room!

[hatebound]

[well, we could do that, or]

Maybe a second cart. . .

[will this all even fit in the car]

[acemedium]

[Yato can walk home]

Oh, that sounds good! And we can race them after.

[hatebound]

[can you even push all that meat and candy fast enough to race with your noodle arms]

Race them? Is that a part of this game?

[acemedium]

[don't underestimate the strength of her noodle arms when it comes to food and shenanigans]

Think of it as a way to make the shopping trip more enjoyable!

[hatebound]

[hm, well. it sounds less boring than just walking around, so why not]

Very well. I'll go get a cart.

[acemedium]

[what a smart Sharky]

I'll be waiting! Be sure to put on your game face.

[hatebound]

[what is a game face even. whatever, time to get a cart and pile unhealthy food in it]

[it's mostly cake and cake-ish things]

1/2

[acemedium]

Wait! You can't just eat cake!

[acemedium]

[PILES CANDY AND MEAT INTO HIS CART]

There!

[hatebound]

[is this how nutrition works? according to meat-loving deer teammate, probably yes]

[eyeing her cart though, hm yes good looks about even]

This should be sufficient to race.

[acemedium]

[definitely how nutrition should work]

Are you ready?

[hatebound]

[totally in position]

Where will we race to?

[acemedium]

The cash registers! Unless you have a better destination in mind?

[hatebound]

That will do.

[feel free to do the countdown honors]

[acemedium]

[are you actually smiling, nerdbot]

3, 2....!

[hatebound]

[despite permaglare he can smile just fine ok]

[also he'll be taking off right on go, no cheating here]

[he also has basic strength skills back but his legs are shorter than yours, WHO WILL WIN WE JUST DON'T KNOW]

[acemedium]

1, go!

[Well, she is good at running, but her noodle arms may not be enough to efficiently move a cart after all]

[WHO WILL WIN]

[hatebound]

[rng says it's you]

[IT'LL BE CLOSE THOUGH]

[also try not to crash into anything]

[acemedium]

[AW YEA WINNER]

[she may not be crashing but she is tripping and flopping on the cart as it keeps careening through the store

EEEK!

[hatebound]

[pulling his to a halt at the registers and watching her go careening off. . .]

[try not to die]

[acemedium]

[wow, rude, you should save your roomie]

AIEEEE!!!

[there she goes...]

[hatebound]

[nah, if you can't even save yourself from a runaway cart then what good are you]

[once she's stopped or crashed he'll go to check on her though]

1/2

[acemedium]

[she skids to the halt into a corner of the store---]