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[Video/Action - Backdated to Christmas Morning] Magical Cake
[The journal shows Ilyana waking out of bed in her jammies, rubbing her eyes to a snowy Christmas morning. A present is at the foot of her bed, and when she sees what it is, her eyes widen in delight.]
C-Cake!
[Before her is a giant, multi-layered Christmas cake, that goes all the way up to the ceiling of her room on the 6th floor of housing building 3, in the apartment she shares with Chun-Li. Unable to resit the hunger inside of her and the sheer joy of having a giant cake just for her on Christmas day, she runs a dainty finger along the side to taste a bit of the frosting. She absolutely shivers in delight at the sweet taste of that layer of the cake's frosting, only to blink in surprise when she sees the frosting on the cake replace itself.]
W-What?
[Experimentally she takes a handful of the cake into her mouth, discovering that it was the exact flavor she was hoping it would be. Then to her unparalleled delight, the cake repairs itself again, as if the handful she took out was never missing.]
Magical cake?!
[Once more she decides to experiment with it, not even realizing she's being recorded on the journal. She dives head first into the cake, tunneling her way through it to the other side, and eating her way out, just because she's always wanted to do that without consequences. She pokes her head out of the other side of the cake, laughing in glee as she slowly wriggles out of the cake. As if on cue, the cake reassembles itself, and spits out any traces of dirt she might have left behind.
Ilyana finally spots the journal, as she's covered head to toe in hundreds of different flavors of cakes. She smiles sheepishly at the Journal, and just holds out a hand covered in frosting.]
Anybody want some magic cake? I think I'm going to be here all day with it once I'm showered off.
(ooc: Ilyana has been given a magical Christmas cake that is any flavor the eater wishes it to be. Chocolate cake, vanilla cake, sponge cake, strawberry shortcake, pumpkin cake, carrot cake, cheese cake, fish cake... anything. It automatically repairs itself, so has an unlimited supply. What's the catch? Its magic only works on Christmas day, and at the stroke of 12 it all goes up into thin air. Anyone is welcome to come have some of her cake, as she's feeling pretty generous now that she has an unlimited supply. Ever wanted to have your cake and eat it too? NOW YOU CAN! Can take place before or after Ilyana's shower.)
C-Cake!
[Before her is a giant, multi-layered Christmas cake, that goes all the way up to the ceiling of her room on the 6th floor of housing building 3, in the apartment she shares with Chun-Li. Unable to resit the hunger inside of her and the sheer joy of having a giant cake just for her on Christmas day, she runs a dainty finger along the side to taste a bit of the frosting. She absolutely shivers in delight at the sweet taste of that layer of the cake's frosting, only to blink in surprise when she sees the frosting on the cake replace itself.]
W-What?
[Experimentally she takes a handful of the cake into her mouth, discovering that it was the exact flavor she was hoping it would be. Then to her unparalleled delight, the cake repairs itself again, as if the handful she took out was never missing.]
Magical cake?!
[Once more she decides to experiment with it, not even realizing she's being recorded on the journal. She dives head first into the cake, tunneling her way through it to the other side, and eating her way out, just because she's always wanted to do that without consequences. She pokes her head out of the other side of the cake, laughing in glee as she slowly wriggles out of the cake. As if on cue, the cake reassembles itself, and spits out any traces of dirt she might have left behind.
Ilyana finally spots the journal, as she's covered head to toe in hundreds of different flavors of cakes. She smiles sheepishly at the Journal, and just holds out a hand covered in frosting.]
Anybody want some magic cake? I think I'm going to be here all day with it once I'm showered off.
(ooc: Ilyana has been given a magical Christmas cake that is any flavor the eater wishes it to be. Chocolate cake, vanilla cake, sponge cake, strawberry shortcake, pumpkin cake, carrot cake, cheese cake, fish cake... anything. It automatically repairs itself, so has an unlimited supply. What's the catch? Its magic only works on Christmas day, and at the stroke of 12 it all goes up into thin air. Anyone is welcome to come have some of her cake, as she's feeling pretty generous now that she has an unlimited supply. Ever wanted to have your cake and eat it too? NOW YOU CAN! Can take place before or after Ilyana's shower.)
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[ Well, Tenten's not an atheist to put Ilyana down! She's just an atheist because every other villain thinks they're a God.
Uh oh. Tenten suspects her disbelief. She might as well make the socks sound a little special. ]
Yeah. Socks. With a kitten design pattern on them. [ getting a PhD in fibbing today. ]
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[In all fairness, she would likely consider ninjutsu to be magic.]
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[Uh oh Tenten, that might have been too good a fib.]
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[Ilyana just... doesn't know what to say to that.]
But that's exactly the same thing with magic. Magic is a form of science, it's just one that is usually too advanced for people to comprehend.
[And she's a bit shocked by Tenten's adamant refusal to just... show her some socks.]
You really must not like Santa very much.
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[ She nods her head. ] I guess after this christmas you can say that. I hold a little resentment to him, but mostly his workers.
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[Sorry Tenten, her world's technology is medieval.]
It still seems a little strange that you'd feel that disgusted by just some socks... where do you think he'd keep them that they'd be so dirty?
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[ She takes a breath and thinks. ]
I mean, it's Santa's sack of goodies right? What if it was next to some little boy's desired stink bomb? Or, what if it was next to a bunch of dirt for some person's garden! You just never know so you have to be careful!
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[The mage/scientist in her is certainly intrigued by the idea of these cells Tenten has mentioned.]
Oh... sorry I um... didn't mean to bore you or anything.
So... as for your socks... I really think you're worrying far too much. Don't you know that Santa wraps all of the gifts in his bag for the exact reason? I mean...
[She picks up a piece of her cake to show on the journal.]
Otherwise, how do you think he would have gotten me this cake without any such things getting on it? Your present wasn't covered in frosting either, was it? He must have some way of keeping the gifts from getting contaminated by one another.
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Eh, it's okay. I prefer things like this compared to runs to nowhere.
[ ....Hmm.... She has to think of yet another lie! ]
It's because I found a mysterious brown spot on mine! [ She just blurts that out without thinking much about it. Good job, Tenten. An awkward, awkward lie. ]
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[She actually looks... a bit skeptical now.]
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Sorry for the brief delay! I just had my wisdom teeth extracted! || 2/2
Yeah, a brown spot. Big, weirdly shaped and covering the heel! [ It's never fun to be twinbuns. ]
Wisdom teeth removal?! That's terrible! :O My cheeks were swollen for weeks after mine!
I'd love that! There's so many things I'd love to know about your world, and things I could share about my own. Do you have anywhere you'd like to meet?
Also, if there's a weird brown spot on it, you can show it to me. I know a lot about getting spots out of clothes, so if you let me see it, I can identify the stain, and the best way to remove it.
My face briefly looked like Squidward's house D: so yeah
Hmmm... I'm not quite sure. What's that restaurant that the pirate crew runs called? Seventh Heaven, right? Is that good? [ She figures that if she asks like she doesn't know much about it, she'll gain a much more honest opinion than her suggestion her favorite places. ]
I can't do that right now. I'm washing them. Vigorously. With the washer. Downstairs. [ ...If Tenten was Pinnoccio her nose would be penetrating the barrier. ]
Well I'm glad you're doing better at least ^^;
[That way she also is less likely to be thrown out for over-eating... although Sanji's never been known to kick out a pretty face, Ilyana's not quite entirely aware of this face, and should she become aware of it, Sanji might end up collapsing from exhaustion.]
Oh, well if you can't get them cleaned out you should let me take a look at them so I can help you, and otherwise you should wear them when we go out so I can see them. This way everybody wins.
[Look on the bright side Tenten, you have until whenever you meet to get your hands on a pair of Christmas socks.]
Me too!
Yeah! I guess that's a good idea... I'll be sure to make a reminder to myself to wear them. Otherwise I probably won't, seeing on how inappropriate the season is to wear christmas things and all. [ Note to self: Forget. ]
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[And just... hooow long have you been in Luceti Ilyana?]
Oh you're right... I hadn't even thought about that. That seems like almost a rather impractical gift if you think about it.
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Hmmm... Santa isn't really practical with his presents. [ Oh boy, Ilyana and Tenten will know this so hard in like, twenty four hours. ]