blybrook PE
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Is this admission that your mafia???
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As someone who just had to deal with serious soggy bottom, I'll try to get pies into this competition or so help me god!
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Time!
Story to follow in a bit (want to eat some cheese and jam on challah for dinner).
Story to follow in a bit (want to eat some cheese and jam on challah for dinner).
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"I am making an Irish creme mouse dome over a coffee-flavored sugar cookie." @Ranger1316 proudly states to the judges who are standing in front of their station. Their counter is splattered with smears of chocolate, and the first batch of cookies are cooling. It is barely controlled chaos at their table but the single assembled dessert looks beautiful, cut halfway to allow the mousse and cookie layer to be seen.
“That's nice, but the challenge was regional pies," says @Audi driver, P.E., "Which this most decidedly is not. You have less than an hour to make an adequate pie that keeps with the theme."
There is a shocked paused before @Ranger1316 curses and hurls the dessert at the wall in stress-induced rage.
A cameraman continues to awkwardly film when the director lets out a joyful 'yes!' at the mousse carnage.
The other bakers don't even look up from their ovens and counter space. One is furiously whispering, "Mary Berry wouldn't like a soggy bottom" over and over again as they dock their crust. Another is holding a glass pie dish they just pulled out of the oven with un-gloved hands over their head, un-heading their blistering flesh as their frantically check to make sure they're baked through before they attempt to chill without melting out their butter.
"Grandma is going to kill me if I don't do this right on national television," @MadamPirate mutters to herself when the camera is shoved into her face. "This pie is the thing of legends at the holidays." She whispers fearfully, eyes taking on a glazed look as she stares into the distance for a moment. A shouted expletive from across the room snaps her out of it just as her milk mixture in the saucepan is debating moving from scalding to burnt.
The only baker who doesn't seem phased by the pie challenge is @LyceeFruit. They're mixing things in pots, pouring into a pie dish, weighing things before putting them in the oven. In fact, this would be much more believable if they had a crust in their pie dish and if the oven had been turned on during the last hour of baking.
"So, what exactly are you doing?" @RBHeadge PE asks, only to have to dodge a pot of boiling cherry filling.
"I'M BAKING." @LyceeFruit barks, face contorting into a mask of something sinister before it turns back into a bland shell. "I mean, sorry judge, I'm baking a pie as asked."
"Assaulting a judge? Isn't that, like, a federal crime?" @ChebyshevII PE innocently says, taking a snap of this using the newest filter. The one that adds cat ears to guilty parties. @LyceeFruit is the only one on the screen to have the adorable ears added to their person.
@LyceeFruit whips around to face the other judge with a snarl, causing the influencer to jump back in fear of getting something very sugary on their very expensive clothes. A travesty. "This isn't a real competition! This is baking! No contact!" They growl out, "What's a competition without some shoving and fighting for first place?"
All three judges take a step back when @LyceeFruit picks up a huge knife that had been used to crack garlic (why garlic would go into a pie, they were all now too scared to ask).
Before they are able to take one step around their station, or lunge across it like they seemed to be internally debating, two huge security guards come from different directions. There is a snap of something vital breaking at the combined weight of 500+ lbs being slammed into a body not meant to go horizontal that quickly. Physics is funny like that.
As they are tackled to the ground, the knife slips and @LyceeFruit howls when it slips between their ribs. The security guards, hired by @ChebyshevII PE to prevent them from eating anything that wasn't part of their purple food diet, nod and leave behind the body when they notice it had stopped twitching.
" @LyceeFruit, we all think it would be best for you to go." @RBHeadge PE says, promptly turning to cameras that are filming at the next station. They leave behind the body to be cleaned up by the mess crew, who are def being paid more than handsomely for something that they'd never be able to list on their resume.
And thus, the first elimination for a baking competition that didn't involve eating anything occurred.
@LyceeFruit was mafia.
The remaining players are:
@tj_PE, @leggo PE, @NikR, @txjennah PE, @Ranger1316, and @MadamPirate
The final vote was:
4 @LyceeFruit
1 @Ranger1316
“That's nice, but the challenge was regional pies," says @Audi driver, P.E., "Which this most decidedly is not. You have less than an hour to make an adequate pie that keeps with the theme."
There is a shocked paused before @Ranger1316 curses and hurls the dessert at the wall in stress-induced rage.
A cameraman continues to awkwardly film when the director lets out a joyful 'yes!' at the mousse carnage.
The other bakers don't even look up from their ovens and counter space. One is furiously whispering, "Mary Berry wouldn't like a soggy bottom" over and over again as they dock their crust. Another is holding a glass pie dish they just pulled out of the oven with un-gloved hands over their head, un-heading their blistering flesh as their frantically check to make sure they're baked through before they attempt to chill without melting out their butter.
"Grandma is going to kill me if I don't do this right on national television," @MadamPirate mutters to herself when the camera is shoved into her face. "This pie is the thing of legends at the holidays." She whispers fearfully, eyes taking on a glazed look as she stares into the distance for a moment. A shouted expletive from across the room snaps her out of it just as her milk mixture in the saucepan is debating moving from scalding to burnt.
The only baker who doesn't seem phased by the pie challenge is @LyceeFruit. They're mixing things in pots, pouring into a pie dish, weighing things before putting them in the oven. In fact, this would be much more believable if they had a crust in their pie dish and if the oven had been turned on during the last hour of baking.
"So, what exactly are you doing?" @RBHeadge PE asks, only to have to dodge a pot of boiling cherry filling.
"I'M BAKING." @LyceeFruit barks, face contorting into a mask of something sinister before it turns back into a bland shell. "I mean, sorry judge, I'm baking a pie as asked."
"Assaulting a judge? Isn't that, like, a federal crime?" @ChebyshevII PE innocently says, taking a snap of this using the newest filter. The one that adds cat ears to guilty parties. @LyceeFruit is the only one on the screen to have the adorable ears added to their person.
@LyceeFruit whips around to face the other judge with a snarl, causing the influencer to jump back in fear of getting something very sugary on their very expensive clothes. A travesty. "This isn't a real competition! This is baking! No contact!" They growl out, "What's a competition without some shoving and fighting for first place?"
All three judges take a step back when @LyceeFruit picks up a huge knife that had been used to crack garlic (why garlic would go into a pie, they were all now too scared to ask).
Before they are able to take one step around their station, or lunge across it like they seemed to be internally debating, two huge security guards come from different directions. There is a snap of something vital breaking at the combined weight of 500+ lbs being slammed into a body not meant to go horizontal that quickly. Physics is funny like that.
As they are tackled to the ground, the knife slips and @LyceeFruit howls when it slips between their ribs. The security guards, hired by @ChebyshevII PE to prevent them from eating anything that wasn't part of their purple food diet, nod and leave behind the body when they notice it had stopped twitching.
" @LyceeFruit, we all think it would be best for you to go." @RBHeadge PE says, promptly turning to cameras that are filming at the next station. They leave behind the body to be cleaned up by the mess crew, who are def being paid more than handsomely for something that they'd never be able to list on their resume.
And thus, the first elimination for a baking competition that didn't involve eating anything occurred.
@LyceeFruit was mafia.
The remaining players are:
@tj_PE, @leggo PE, @NikR, @txjennah PE, @Ranger1316, and @MadamPirate
The final vote was:
4 @LyceeFruit
1 @Ranger1316
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leggo PE
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Ohhhh! Two mafia down! We can do this, townies!!
...or at least we should be.
Wait...
Wait...
There's more than 2??
Wait...
There's more than 2??
blybrook PE
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Yes!!! Avenge those that have been wrongfully put in the deep freezer!
I will get it started early.
Leggo voted out townies both times
Chaos was trying hard to deflect suspicion off her.asking why should would vote for him etc. When she never did.
When i talked with lycee to vote leggo, she was defending her.
@JayKay PE i vote for @leggo PE (assuming i have survived the night kill). If not then townies do you thang.
Leggo voted out townies both times
Chaos was trying hard to deflect suspicion off her.asking why should would vote for him etc. When she never did.
When i talked with lycee to vote leggo, she was defending her.
@JayKay PE i vote for @leggo PE (assuming i have survived the night kill). If not then townies do you thang.
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Man, you guys start too early for me. Writing is killing my sleep schedule.
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It’s after hours in the competition warehouse and @txjennah PE is cursing themselves for leaving their phone near their station. Their footsteps echo in the vacant space as they try to regulate how fast they are walking based on the sounds bouncing back from the walls. The place just seems…creepier when you’re here by yourself.
They pause when they think they hear something, only to laugh nervously when the sound doesn’t repeat itself. All it does is make them move a little more quickly to their station located at the back of the room. Originally picked because it prevented anyone from stealing their recipes, or fiddling with their stove, @txjennah PE is regretting the choice as they approach closer and closer.
They pause again.
Was that the echo of their footsteps, or is someone else in the warehouse?
They turn.
Nothing.
There’s nothing behind them and they were foolish to expect anything, they thought, again nervously giggling at the thought of a hand at their throat. Gently squeezing. Crushing their delicate larynx. Maybe twisting a bit so the small bones would crush against each other as the-
They shake themselves out of that morbid train of thoughts, switching over to the proper technique to toast hazelnuts. A much better thought path.
Only to have that thought train derailed when a different sound came from in front of her. Near her station. Where her phone is.
Fight of flight kicks in!
Save the phone with numerous puppy pictures, very, very, important, or flee and most likely save their life.
It’s a simple answer, really.
@txjennah PE turns and runs. If their phone is still there in the morning, they’ll grab it then. They’ll bring an extra charger and unplug their mixer or something and knead by hand.
Behind @txjennah PE’s station, @NikR lies bleeding out. A meat tenderizer had been judiciously used to, as the label said, tenderizer meat. Except human meat has a bit less collagen and tendon muscle than a side of beef, so the pyramid-shaped tenderizers had a sunk a little deeper than usual. Combined with the force needed to break the surface…well, they’re looking a little worse for the wear.
“I saw them-“, @NikR takes a shuddering breath before dragging their body a little further. Making it to the end of @txjennah PE's station, they shudderingly grasp their hands on the edge and with a final surge they pull their body that last few inches so they can be seen by the doorway of the warehouse, only to see the other baker quickly approaching the exit.
“I saw-it’s was,” Their hand shakily raises to reach out to the retreating back of @txjennah PE , “It was-“ They attempt again in a whisper, as if hoping the barely muttered word would meet @txjennah PE's ears, only to collapse with a hiss from their punctured lung.
@NikR was killed by the mafia last night.
The remaining players are:
@tj_PE, @leggo PE, @txjennah PE, @Ranger1316[COLOR= rgb(53, 60, 65)], and [/COLOR]@MadamPirate
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It’s after hours in the competition warehouse and @txjennah PE is cursing themselves for leaving their phone near their station. Their footsteps echo in the vacant space as they try to regulate how fast they are walking based on the sounds bouncing back from the walls. The place just seems…creepier when you’re here by yourself.
They pause when they think they hear something, only to laugh nervously when the sound doesn’t repeat itself. All it does is make them move a little more quickly to their station located at the back of the room. Originally picked because it prevented anyone from stealing their recipes, or fiddling with their stove, @txjennah PE is regretting the choice as they approach closer and closer.
They pause again.
Was that the echo of their footsteps, or is someone else in the warehouse?
They turn.
Nothing.
There’s nothing behind them and they were foolish to expect anything, they thought, again nervously giggling at the thought of a hand at their throat. Gently squeezing. Crushing their delicate larynx. Maybe twisting a bit so the small bones would crush against each other as the-
They shake themselves out of that morbid train of thoughts, switching over to the proper technique to toast hazelnuts. A much better thought path.
Only to have that thought train derailed when a different sound came from in front of her. Near her station. Where her phone is.
Fight of flight kicks in!
Save the phone with numerous puppy pictures, very, very, important, or flee and most likely save their life.
It’s a simple answer, really.
@txjennah PE turns and runs. If their phone is still there in the morning, they’ll grab it then. They’ll bring an extra charger and unplug their mixer or something and knead by hand.
Behind @txjennah PE’s station, @NikR lies bleeding out. A meat tenderizer had been judiciously used to, as the label said, tenderizer meat. Except human meat has a bit less collagen and tendon muscle than a side of beef, so the pyramid-shaped tenderizers had a sunk a little deeper than usual. Combined with the force needed to break the surface…well, they’re looking a little worse for the wear.
“I saw them-“, @NikR takes a shuddering breath before dragging their body a little further. Making it to the end of @txjennah PE's station, they shudderingly grasp their hands on the edge and with a final surge they pull their body that last few inches so they can be seen by the doorway of the warehouse, only to see the other baker quickly approaching the exit.
“I saw-it’s was,” Their hand shakily raises to reach out to the retreating back of @txjennah PE , “It was-“ They attempt again in a whisper, as if hoping the barely muttered word would meet @txjennah PE's ears, only to collapse with a hiss from their punctured lung.
@NikR was killed by the mafia last night.
The remaining players are:
@tj_PE, @leggo PE, @txjennah PE, @Ranger1316[COLOR= rgb(53, 60, 65)], and [/COLOR]@MadamPirate
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I KNOW. There are so many grammatical/spelling errors! I'm trying to get better! Sorry! T_T
