|
user is offline ●
|
Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Lance Stryker on Nov 2, 2015 19:41:38 GMT -5
Lance's face turned very red when the girl looked right at him after he had checked her out. Her smile did only turn his cheeks a deeper hue of red. Luckily for his burning cheeks, her attention was directed elsewhere. His own attention went to a less pleasing sight, that of mr Asiv. The man seemed to spin around on his chair. He wondered how a childish person like he, had managed to get a job at the school ~ but he knew that classes with him would never be boring. The last one had scarred him psychologically, but it had been anything but boring.
Triple layered fudge volcano brownie cake.
I foresee a puddle of brownie mixture in the oven on my behalf.
Into teams. What Lance hated the most. He had to socialize and meet strangers. And worse yet, he was such a loser that he would not dare approach people so he would end up with the teacher. Before he could groan he heard a nervous voice that mirrored his own expression. The boy had red hair, which Lance found awesome. He himself had been contemplating blue hair. Mainly to disguise the blue flame crown.
"Uhhh, yes, sure. Have a seat." Lance waited a moment. He had not caught this boy's name. And to his surprise, he looked about as tall as himself. That alone was reason enough to partner up with him. "I'm Lance." Was it customary to offer a handshake? Wasn't that a little old man like? Still, Lance's right hand was offered to the other kid.
|
|
|
Post by Zack Asiv on Nov 4, 2015 19:32:47 GMT -5
Asiv would go to get the flour, eggs, milk, chocolate mix. He'd give each group enough to make their layers, it was up to them to make their layers though.
"Try to use the thin cake pans."
Asiv would move to his giant mix bowl and start working on the fudge with whoever was left over.
|
|
Deleted
|
user is offline ●
|
Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2015 8:17:33 GMT -5
Cain smiled at the accept for the request and sat down next to the boy of similar height. He was particularly interested in the blue hair, as there were more then plenty of blue haired students around the school. He wiped some more tears off his face and shook his partner's hand happily. "Hello lance! My name's Cain, Cain Blitzrieg!" He said. Then seeing the ingredients out he began to wonder how to make the cake layer. Crawling down into a large cabinet full of cooking tools and almost disappeared into the cabinet. Coming out with a whisk and a meat tender. Holding the harmless tool in one hand and the spiked mallet in his other hand. What would his sister do..? "Er...my sister always told me to smash it and stir hard, but what do you think we should do?" He asked his partner Tags: Lance Stryker
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
Temper us in fire and we grow stronger. When we suffer, we survive.
|
“
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Olivia on Nov 15, 2015 10:54:04 GMT -5
a recipe has no soul you as the cook must bring the soul to the recipe! ▼ | "Triple layered fudge volcano brownie cake. Hmm sounds like diabetes."
* Don't get her wrong it sounded oddly delicious but even a little too much for the red head. Sure she had a sweet tooth but hers actually had some limitations unlike others. However she was more than pleased to bake it, that's all that really mattered to her at this point. A simple chance to use these state of the art tools. If it was up to Olivia she'd prefer to make the entire cake instead of just a layer that killed a little joy out of her. Besides she prided herself on cooking what if everyone else's layers didn't taste as good as hers then it just ruined the whole thing. Mentally she frowned but was snapped back into reality when she felt herself moving without her knowing. Olivia blinked as her desk was shifted towards the one known as Lexington. Looking in his direction she smirked and mused.
"Oh I feel so honored."
* Hearing his childish remark regarding 'injecting the fudge', her eyes rolled playfully as she gave him a little nudge.
"Don't be getting those kinds of thoughts mister. No American Pie incidents here."
* Once the ingredients were before them she grabbed a few needed tools and began adding each ingredient as directed in the book. However honestly she made cakes so many times nothing was that much different but for argument sake. She handed the whisk over to her partner with a big smile.
"Here you go. Put those strong muscles to some use."
|
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
I'm a killer, like Rambo.
|
“
|
H.O.F
|
|
Pillar
|
Post by Lexington on Nov 17, 2015 11:10:50 GMT -5
Lexington stood up and walked over to the cooking area, he washed his hands briefly before returning over to Olivia. "Wash your hands!!!" Lexington said to Olivia, he took the bowl that already had the pre added ingredients into it. The giant took the whisk and held the bowl close to his chest. "Yeah, elbow grease" Lexington jokingly said to himself as he began to whisk the ingredients together. Quickly a thick chocolatey soup with chunks began to form. "Mix until there are no lumps, oooh just like pancakes" Lexington continued to mix the batter until it was smooth and free of any bolus'. He waited for Olivia to return from washing her hands cause he wasn't gunna let her touch this with her dirty, cootie infested fingers. "Don't forget under the fingernails, woman." He said as he walked over to the oven with the bowl in his hand. "Preheat to 325 degrees. Easy enough" The student reached over to the dial and turned it all the way to 350 degrees instead of 325. "ehhh 325 give or take" He said to himself as he returned to his desk.
|
|