wordvomit: the dead waker (cue the existential crisis)
The Pie Maker ([personal profile] wordvomit) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2014-06-27 06:51 pm

[OPEN] your very own mental breakdown

Who: Ned the Pie Maker and YOU
Where: first-floor kitchen
When: FIRST DAY OF THE EVENT; June 27th
Rating: PG to PG-13
Summary: kjsbdjLKADHJFKMWHY
The Story:

Why?

[Ned awoke to the event feeling the same way he does every other day when he wakes up: normal, slightly sluggish, and needing a quiet jolt of caffeine to his system. The abnormality in the early morning rise came in the form of a bona-fide swarm of diminutive dogs - puppies, to be exact - all of whom looked exactly like miniature versions of Digby.

But it isn't the frequent in-kitchen canine collisions that have him so bent out of shape, like a pipe cleaner twisted too far to be returned to its original perfectly pointy and straight form. No, it is that Ned has retrieved his usual assortment of rotten fruit from a special cooler in the back, intending to bake them into today's batch of pies, and that his first touch to a particularly moldy strawberry has yielded...

...nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

The power that has plagued him, consumed his life and dictated his actions for so long, is simply...gone. That cannot be, he thinks, reaching for a handful of blueberries and, for his troubles, receives nothing more than mildew and mush.
]

No.

[The kiwis, the bananas, the cherries and apples. All of them, the same result. All of them varying unappetizing shades of brown, gray, and green.

Ned is not yet certain what frustrates him more, the fact that his terrifying Gift refuses to work in a place where no one knows him, or the fact that his terrifying Gift refuses to work and he isn't at home in The Pie Hole, with Chuck, pulling her into a kiss to celebrate his ability to touch her the way he never could.
]

No, no no no...no, not here. Why- ...why?! Why now? Why not- wh-why not...

[Why not at home, where it really matters most?]
glumshoe: what a thing to talk about when you graduate right (repairs are gonna take forever)

[personal profile] glumshoe 2014-07-06 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ That's what we call dramatic irony and it is literary and visual media lifeblood, dear viewers.

Will has a suspicious mind but it isn't required when Ned is working so hard at looking thusly horrified. One could certainly be this affected watching the tools of his trade betray him, or the kitchen betray him in the way that only a mildly sentient kitchen can.

Ned sounded like he was going to say something different and changed his mind at the last moment, which is more suspicious but next to clutching handfuls of rotten fruit some gestures don't really rate. Will's hand finds the back of his neck, uncertainly looking around the counters.
]

Could be contained here? Have you tried around the dining room? [ Maybe it's only ingredients - the food he got earlier for himself and a gaggle of furry friends seemed fine. ]
glumshoe: wow you're dumb (what's up there)

[personal profile] glumshoe 2014-07-18 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ That would be a good next step, yes. Ned with his ridiculous height and his ridiculous baking ability should be cleansed of rotten ingredients and suspicion alike since he's never done anything to warrant it, but Will is still slow and more or less concerned as he move to the fridge. ]

Sure. What do you need?
glumshoe: oh don't worry i was just thinking about my life (pic#8089599)

[personal profile] glumshoe 2014-07-25 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ I didn't think it was up to me was going to be the first comment out of Will but cobbler, you say. It may as well have been his selection; one of the few fond memories Will has of his mother involves cobbler and vanilla ice cream they'd made between the two of them, from start to finish. It was hard work and they ran out of rock salt for the ice cream midway through in a move that had young Will running barefoot to the bait shop to buy the last bag there, but his mom and he laughed about it after. It echoed in the empty spaces where more nice memories of her were supposed to go, a room that Will had sealed and regretted this fact after.

But the way Will's eyes light up it unmistakable, a private joy playing at his mouth.
]

Hm. [ The sound is amiable, curving up at the start. ] Would you mind a sous chef?
Edited 2014-07-25 03:11 (UTC)
glumshoe: IT'S PERFECTLY NORMAL TO BREAK DOWN THE ENTIRE THING (something IS STUCK IN THE CHIMNEY)

[personal profile] glumshoe 2014-07-31 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ He and cobbler had a rocky relationship until Will learned to appreciate it. Like his peers, for a long time Will thought it was wrong and backward and didn't fit in with what a pie should be. Then Will discovered that sometimes things aren't the same for a reason, maybe they're better at doing some things than the normal pies. This was a child's thinking, but growing into a man and seeing himself specialized further and ostracized further, the part of himself that he'd anchored into the past held fast on the rock, a surety that he was not wrong and backward. And if he doesn't believe it anymore, he can still enjoy the memory he has associated with it.

He can feel normal a little while, handing Ned the rolling pin and going to wash his hands first.
]

Cooking's purely utilitarian for me, so let me know if I'm doing something wrong.