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Characters: EVERYONE
When: Sunday 9/11 thru Saturday 9/17
Where: Everywhere around "campus"
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Just an open log for the event

For this it might be best to put the day/approximate time so other players can tag knowing when what's happening where.That aside, go for what you know. Feel free to post different threads for the same character at different points of the week too.

Ok, if you want pyro to eat it all....

Date: 2011-09-15 08:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com
Well, considering that Pyro is a nonstop eating food machine with a bottomless pit of a stomach... you'll get to see her every single day.

On the first day, after she finishes up her few pounds of fatty delicious treats from home (WITH A SIDE OF BACON), she will go and see what is in the cafeteria. Staring at the lunch lady-man, she tilted her head.

"I'll take it all."

Date: 2011-09-15 08:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com
And Medic tilted his head back at her, raising a single brow "You are avare zhat eating all of zhis vill negate zhe effect?" Besides. Love potions only get mixed into the fruit salad on Monday mornings, so don't keep your hopes up. "Besides. Ist it your goal to not fit zhrough zhe double doors by zhe end of zhis year?" he rolls his eyes, yet already has Pyro's very own XXL-plate right over there, ready to be filled. As every day.

Date: 2011-09-15 09:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com
Why did it always come down to her weight. So she had a big butt, big thighs, a bit of a pudge, man arms and ironically no breasts.

Was 185 pounds really THAT fat? She may eat a lot but she burned off plenty that it seemed her weight didn't go up anymore then it had since moving to the states.

"Shut-up, I fit through the doors just fine. Mou, just give me the food!"

Date: 2011-09-15 09:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com
It wouldn't come down to her weight if she would eat like a normal person.

Shaking his head, he still hands her her plate filled with the demanded food "Try not to choke on it, ja?"

Date: 2011-09-15 03:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com
Pouting, she took her plate and stuck her nose up at him.

"It's never happened before. No need to worry."

Date: 2011-09-15 08:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com
"Vhat if I vorry anyvay?" he asked, perking a single brow, unbothered by her reaction.

Date: 2011-09-15 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com
"I'm not someone you should worry about. Forget it." Looking away from him, she sighed.

Date: 2011-09-16 08:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com
Medic simply rolled his eyes at that. It's times like this that he wants to throw an apple at the back of this woman's head. Or a pumpkin, really.

"I zhink zhat dezision ist still for me to make." he pointed "Und if you dare to feel sorry for yourself again, next monzh vill be purely vegetarian!"

Medic you tsundere

Date: 2011-09-16 04:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com
No one should dare threaten Pyro's food intake. Staring at Medic now, Pyro took a step back as her eyes expanded.

"E...eh!? I'd die if I didn't eat bacon everyday. You know there's no way I could live life eating vegetarian meals!"

You got a problem with that~?

Date: 2011-09-16 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com
"You never seemed to mind before." Medic replied with a shrug. He wasn't going to mention that there was apparently not a single piece of meat on her current plate. And that piece that looked like meat was actually a different kind of omelette.

"But if you do not turn down your bacon consumtion, you may end up as a piece of bacon yourself one day."

nuuu its cute

Date: 2011-09-16 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com
"If I took away something you loved, would you be happy?" Food was one of the few comforts in her life, she wouldn't let Medic take away any part of that.

"I will not. There's no reason to be so mean."
From: [identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com
"You could try." he offered with a shrug. There wasn't really anything he could think of that she might want to take away anyway.

"Und I am merely making eine observation."

Not at all.

Date: 2011-09-17 07:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com
There was a glare from her. Through clenched teeth and in annoyance, Pyro spoke. "All I would have to do is cook up Archimedes and serve him to you for dinner. After you ate him, I'd tell you what really happened."

"Your observation is unwanted. I am happy the way I am, I do not need to change my body for anyone else to look upon."
Edited Date: 2011-09-17 07:45 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-09-17 07:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com
"You vould not dare to!" Medic hissed, glaring right back at her. As if on clue, the white bird fluttered past the man and landed on the counter, walking towards the edge on quick, little feet and staring over at Pyro, tilting his head at her and seemingly nervously trippling around on the spot. You couldn't possible want to harm such a cute little animal, Pyro, could you?

Date: 2011-09-17 08:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notintehkitchen.livejournal.com
"..."

When Archimedes showed up, Pyro looked down at it and blinked. Could she kill such a cute, innocent and feathered creature such as him?

The answer was no. Pyro could kill humans quite easily, but animals... well, she preferred not to do it by her own hands. Pyro had always liked animals because they had never been scared to look at her face or let her talk to them. Anything that wasn't human was automatically valued as a higher life form to her.

Having to keep up a tough act was difficult. "You're lucky he is so cute." ... Now Pyro, that isn't very tough.

Date: 2011-09-19 02:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] uebercharge.livejournal.com
The dove would fluff up his feathers and then turn and run up Medic's arms flapping his wings. Once up on his owner's shoulders, the bird looked back at Pyro once more with a brief coo and then proceeded by crawling underneath the RED's coat, attempting to hide there.

Medic? He simply sighed and frowned at the woman.

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