Vriska: Bake?

[wagers]

[THERE'S A TROLL IN THE KITCHEN!

Pretty much. It's the spidery lass, trying to do... something. Kind of. Maybe. Well, she figures if it's such a big deal for people, she can do it too! And be awesome at it.

What's she doing, you may ask? Well, she's decorating cookies. Frosting them, if you will. Yes, there are about four dozen cookies (because she likes thinks in eights ok) on the kitchen counter, being splattered with light blue frosting and... chocolate chips?

Whatever. They look like this.

Admittedly, Vriska isn't the best at this, but she's trying. And that's all that matters.]

Wow, fuck the ghosts! I can't see why people don't take matters into their own hands more often! Sure was a lesson you all learned, right?

No, just kidding, though. This place is going to mess with us whether we like it or not, so it's like, why not try to ride it all out like real winners? Show your real endurance! Or, you know, cry about it all or something.

[And she's squirting dat frosting. Feel feel to bug her! She'd do it if she were in your shoes.]


_{[John Egbert, Jane, Adachi, Nepeta, Steph, & Ray FILTER]}

[Hi, Vriska actually likes you!

You six will get a batch of the cookies that actually turned out! There are eight each and they're all shaped like spiders BET YOU WILL NEVER GUESS WHO THEY ARE FROM. React as you will.]


_{[Rose Lalonde FILTER]}

[You're getting the cookies she burnt. They're black and crispy and unfrosted and they don't even look like spiders maybe. At least it was lazily wrapped in a lavender box!]

_{(ooc. open, via journal or in person. whatever ever!)}

Comments

[wagers]

Like there's anything I can't handle! Gosh, Nepeta!

[rogueofheart]

Yeah. [she says as she takes another mouthful of cookie in and chews with delight]

That is purrobably one of your best qualities. Even I don't have that much confurdence all the time!

[wagers]

Well, that's pawvious! [LOOK SHE IS MOCKING YOU.]

[rogueofheart]

[Yeah, she kind of gets that feeling, but doesn't want to acknowledge it as mocking. She laughs a bit.]

Yeah...

Well, thanks again fur the cookies. They're great. I'll have to make something nice fur you in return.

[wagers]

What? No, that's dumb!

[rogueofheart]

You did something fur me and it wasn't dumb.

[wagers]

That's because I don't do things that are sappy and therefore I don't do things are exclusively dumb!

[rogueofheart]

Then I'll just make sure whatever I do isn't sappy or dumb.

[wagers]

But it's... you.

[rogueofheart]

Hey! What's that supposed to mean?

[wagers]

Come on. Other than the whole RP thing, we're not exactly similar.

[rogueofheart]

[Grinning, if only Vriska could see it!]

Gosh, Vwiskers. I thought that was pawvious.

[wagers]

Uh, it is? That's why I'm pointing it out!

[rogueofheart]

But I don't see what that matters anyway. I mean, I don't think either of us are similar to anyone, when you think about it.

[wagers]

Ugh! You're missing the point!

[rogueofheart]

Then what is your point?

[wagers]

I told you already!

[rogueofheart]

Oh fine. I won't do anything fur you in return if that's what you want.

[wagers]

Whatever!

[rogueofheart]

You may be confurdent, but you sure are stubborn, too.

[wagers]

Confurdent is a stupid word!

[rogueofheart]

You're a stupid word!

[wagers]

Wow. WOW. Really?

[rogueofheart]

Yeah, that wasn't the best comeback, was it.

[wagers]

[PRETTY MUCH!

Now give her a moment to reel from the immense second hand embarrassment she is feeling right now...]