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entrancelogs2016-12-15 07:41 pm
eatsyourscience) wrote in entrancelogs2016-12-15 07:41 pm
Open!
Who: Souji and you
Where: The diner
When: 12/15-12/25
Rating: PG-13 at most
Summary: Souji's catch-all for the second half of December
The Story: When not having crazy Mansion dreams, Souji can be found...
The Diner
The diner has been decorated just like everything else in the Mansion. Of course, like every year, Souji's made his own additions, like the Colonel (plus twinkling fairy lights). This is the fourth annual KFC Christmas in Wonderland and he's pretty sure he's gotten even closer to the 11 herbs and spices recipe (it took a lot of practice and many days eating nothing but fried chicken).
Inside the diner, visitors will find plenty of fried chicken, a few appropriate sides, and plenty of Christmas cake complete the menu. Cocoa, coffee, tea, and various other drinks are available.
Souji's there, of course, to greet anyone who comes in and to hang out with folks, especially the others who work there when they choose. Regardless of which category people fall into, he will try to feed them. (He'll even make any non-fried-chicken-or-cake foods people might want, but seriously, what more could you want?)
Outside
Now that there's finally snow, Souji can be found outside playing with his very fat, small pet dragon and a gray and white bunny, which remains mostly bundled up inside his jacket, its head peeking out under his chin. He plays with the dragon, coaxing it to run, as well as making rather distinctive snowmen, each of which Tefra (the very fat, small dragon) immediately pounces on. He never seems particularly bothered by that.
He also takes his little troupe down to the beach, though that's less to play and more to just stare out at the horizon. He did that at home in the past, though it wasn't usually during the winter. It makes him feel nostalgic.
Around the Mansion + Gifts!
Souji spends time at various tables around the mansion working on his Christmas gifts. He can be found in his own room, the library, diner, tea rooms, even the dining room working on them as well as their very nice packaging.
He makes enough of these gifts to give to everyone he knows, even those he's only spoken to a handful of times. He delivers them on December 24, giving them in person if he can, and leaving them at peoples' doors along with a "Happy Christmas" note if he can't.
Of course, there are a few people he has special gifts for.
Dreaming
Here is Souji's dream thread!
Wildcard
Choose your own adventure. c:
[ooc: Feel free to use prose or brackets. I'll match style. If you want something to be on a specific date, just put it in the subject line along with the prompt name. :3]
Where: The diner
When: 12/15-12/25
Rating: PG-13 at most
Summary: Souji's catch-all for the second half of December
The Story: When not having crazy Mansion dreams, Souji can be found...
The Diner
The diner has been decorated just like everything else in the Mansion. Of course, like every year, Souji's made his own additions, like the Colonel (plus twinkling fairy lights). This is the fourth annual KFC Christmas in Wonderland and he's pretty sure he's gotten even closer to the 11 herbs and spices recipe (it took a lot of practice and many days eating nothing but fried chicken).
Inside the diner, visitors will find plenty of fried chicken, a few appropriate sides, and plenty of Christmas cake complete the menu. Cocoa, coffee, tea, and various other drinks are available.
Souji's there, of course, to greet anyone who comes in and to hang out with folks, especially the others who work there when they choose. Regardless of which category people fall into, he will try to feed them. (He'll even make any non-fried-chicken-or-cake foods people might want, but seriously, what more could you want?)
Outside
Now that there's finally snow, Souji can be found outside playing with his very fat, small pet dragon and a gray and white bunny, which remains mostly bundled up inside his jacket, its head peeking out under his chin. He plays with the dragon, coaxing it to run, as well as making rather distinctive snowmen, each of which Tefra (the very fat, small dragon) immediately pounces on. He never seems particularly bothered by that.
He also takes his little troupe down to the beach, though that's less to play and more to just stare out at the horizon. He did that at home in the past, though it wasn't usually during the winter. It makes him feel nostalgic.
Around the Mansion + Gifts!
Souji spends time at various tables around the mansion working on his Christmas gifts. He can be found in his own room, the library, diner, tea rooms, even the dining room working on them as well as their very nice packaging.
He makes enough of these gifts to give to everyone he knows, even those he's only spoken to a handful of times. He delivers them on December 24, giving them in person if he can, and leaving them at peoples' doors along with a "Happy Christmas" note if he can't.
Of course, there are a few people he has special gifts for.
Dreaming
Here is Souji's dream thread!
Wildcard
Choose your own adventure. c:
[ooc: Feel free to use prose or brackets. I'll match style. If you want something to be on a specific date, just put it in the subject line along with the prompt name. :3]
Diner, midway through the event.
The first thing that greets him when he gets there is the statue of a gentleman from the American South dressed up in a red and white suit. Is that supposed to be the owner's interpretation of Father Christmas? Stranger still, it seems like the special of the day is of the avian variety; Some kind of chicken or small turkey has been torn to pieces, coated with a layer of rough crust, and unceremoniously dumped in a bucket to be served to the happy customers.
Dorian stared blankly at the whole display.
That's it. He hasn't slept in so long that he's finally loosing his mind.
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"Welcome."
He looks at the new comer staring at the display and can't help smiling to himself, just a little.
"It's how we do Christmas where I'm from. I can make you something else, though."
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"... What is this?" is the first thing Dorian's sleepless mind could think of. It takes a second to realize this is a stupid question, so he clears his throat and clarified.
"I mean, what are you doing to the turkey? Is that meant to be your Father Christmas?" He points at the statue of Colonel Sanders. "What sort of cake is that?"
... Nailed it.
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"It's chicken. I'm deep frying it, so it gets this crust." He points it out as though it weren't clear enough just be looking. "It makes it crunchy."
And then there's the Colonel. "No, he's dressed like that for fun. The way he's made, he has a white suit on."
And finally the cake. He picks up a piece to show the strawberries inside. "It's white cake with whipped cream and strawberries. Christmas cake."
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... Dorian quickly shakes his head, trying to keep himself awake. Urgh, maybe he should take some food and sulk back to his room or something...
"... I suppose I could try the chicken," he mumbles, even though he might be a bit disgusted if he got a good night's rest. "What usually goes with it?"
He was going to ask about the Colonel, but it slipped his mind. Maybe he'll remember in a few minutes or so.
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He taps his fingers on the counter in a restless motion. Dorian doesn't sound too enthusiastic, and he doesn't want to be known for making bad food.
It's the sleeplessness that makes him worry about reputation. It's not like he has to keep a customer base for revenue or anything.
"I can make you something else, if you want? I'm pretty good at turkey now."
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Deprive a shameless hedonist of sleep, and he starts wanting to try the strangest things. At least he sounds more enthusiastic now.
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"You prefer turkey to chicken?" Why?
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He begins to ponder over Christmas dinner for a moment. The last dinner party he went to around Christmas had a lovely three course meal. Yes, there was turkey, but it was roasted in an oven and not boiled in oil and covered with crumbs. He also enjoyed the Roman punch and the oysters, and the macaroons made a nice little snack...
But this was not a dinner party. This was a diner that served fried chicken for Christmas. Might as well...
"Though I don't really mind trying the chicken."
I'm so sorry for the delay! I lost this notification. :(
"I've never cooked goose before. I don't think I've ever eaten it, actually. I should try that out some time." The cooking and the eating. Especially the eating.
"What else can I make for you? I know how to make a few sides."
Dude, it's fine.
Dorian would have thought about a better word if he wasn't so tired.
"What sorts of sides can you make?"
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The rolls might take him a little while, if they're requested, but the rest he's already got in the works, so they shouldn't be hard to finish up quickly.
"If you like goose, though, I might not know how to make the things you're used to." Just a guess.
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He thinks the other fellow could manage that. "Oh, and you don't have to worry about the goose today. It's been a long week for many of us."
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He moves away to take care of the potatoes, mashed well to an almost creamy consistency, topped with brown gravy. Some of that deep fried turkey (he's saving a couple pieces for himself, because he needs to try it now) joins it on a plate that he sets down in front of Dorian.
"Let me know what you think."
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... It was turkey. "This is pretty good," he admits. "A bit on the greasy side, but otherwise decent."
What? Can't a man of good standing enjoy a bit of common street fare every once in a while?
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"You can't have fried chicken - turkey - without grease." And not just literally because the grease is part of the frying.
For his part, he's also going to try the turkey. He chews it thoughtfully. Not as juicy as the chicken, but he thinks he could probably get it to be if he were more careful about it.