Event: Brace the Storm

[voidtreckermods]

"Attention Voidtreckers. Brace yourselves for a voidstorm. Remember to stay strong and stick together. The Voidtrecker Express apologises for any distress this might cause."

It's not all that much of a warning, but it definitely explains the bouts of turbulence. The colours of the void outside the windows whirl and deepen, the train rocking unsteadily. A song usually confined in the spaces between carriages wails within their walls. Emergency lights switch on as the main sets flicker, and anything that could be a danger is shut down, locking the lab and armoury and limiting access to the medical bays to those who truly need to be there.

This may be for the best, as when the voidtreckers move through the train, they will find things to be... peculiar. The stream of choral singing has stuck around, bringing about a general feeling of unease in passengers. Stranger than this is when they move between carriages, and don't always find themselves where they were expecting. They know that the quiet coach should lead to standard, but instead, they end up in the music car, or library.

And within the carriages themselves, all is not as it seems...

The storm rages for three days, colours lashing at the windows, a ghostly song wailing through the walls. The train itself is able to steady after an hour or two, even if the bizarre effects throughout the carriages continue.

Be it as small as colour changing in the music room, emotions getting high over a board game, or even their minds being swept away into stories of other worlds, it will be all the passengers can do to follow the scant wisdom of the train. Stay strong. Stick together.

All storms eventually pass.

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BRACE THE STORM

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OOC NOTES. Remember that the event takes place during Orchestra 7-9 (13-18 November). The ooc information for this event is here. Have fun!

Comments

[philosopherspotato]

"Hmnn..!!"

Potato quickly starts drawing.

When she holds up the drawing it looks mostly like she's drawn a bunch of squares over the potato drawing.

Cubes, it is.

[the_aunt_general]

She nods, decisively, and gets to chopping, sliding the rather cubed potatoes into the bowl after a short amount of time.

Definitely a deft hand with a knife of any variety.

[philosopherspotato]

"Hmmhmhmmmm..." Potato, for her part, just watches to start- before getting the pan and setting it up on the oven. "In here we put...oil..."

Hmm. She needs to draw that.

"This!"

...

She has drawn a bottle. Not helpful!

I haven't said this, but I love interacting with Potato.

[the_aunt_general]

Not terribly, but she's cooked enough breakfasts in her lifetime to understand. She nods, working through one of the other cupboards until she finds a likely suspect, even if she can't read it. She peers at a bottle, sloshing the liquid about inside.

Looks about right. Probably.

I'm glad she's very much my 'feel happy' muse :'0

[philosopherspotato]

The bottle is hers to inspect then. Yellow, sloshy, has a sunflower thing on it...

"Yeah!" she cheers with a point. "That's it!! And then we add all the spices and stuff!" Potato continues, pointing again at the spices themselves.

For good reason

[the_aunt_general]

She nods, holding the bowl over so potato can add in some of them herself, while she works on the other ones.

u0u

[philosopherspotato]

"Okayyyyy...!" Spices spices...Potato knows that ginger and garlic is definitely a big one, so that one's definitely going in. She also knows she has to be careful, or else she'll just get something so spicy her whole head goes red, or at least that's what both Granny and Lancer used to say about it.

So in go the spices! Those will have to be cooked around in the pan first, and it's going to smell like there's lots of delicious food even before there is any. A curse.

[the_aunt_general]

She sniffs at the garlic - she might use another name for it in Katolis, but she knows what it is - and adds a little extra. Never can go wrong there, right? And when it's all in, she gives it all a good mixing with a vigorous motion.

Then looks at the stovetop, pointing at the pans. Grab the one you want, Potato.

[philosopherspotato]

Of course!

And now, for the pan. Potato picks it up with a grin. "This one! We have to put it on...ummm..."

She can just draw the notch on the wheel. That works.

[the_aunt_general]

She's never used a stove before, not the modern sort here - but she can work it out alright - it's just...dials.

Probably.

She takes a look at those, turning one up a little past half way. That makes sense, right?

[philosopherspotato]

Hmmmm. Hmmmmm...

Potato reaches out with her pencil....reaches...

And nudges it one dial back.

"NOW it's perfect."

[the_aunt_general]

She nods, shifting the pan into place and looking around for something appropriate to stir it with. Well, at least they were on the right track, now.

[philosopherspotato]

They sure are. There's probably a spatula around somewhere right? Potato is sure looking for it- muttering a bit as she starts opening more drawers and things. Just has to find the right thing....

[the_aunt_general]

And she'll just keep things moving a bit with arm motions while she does so, watching Potato's search. It's almost guaranteed to be in the last drawer checked. Or missed in the first one passed - that's just how life works, right?

[philosopherspotato]

Of course it's going to be like that. Even drifting out in the void on a train, life is going to continue working a certain way. Which is why many, many drawers later, she's running back to the one right beside the stove.

"Aha-!" She thrusts it upward, beaming. "Spatula!"

BEHOLD!

The weapon of the kitchen.

[the_aunt_general]

Huh. That's a material she's still getting used to, really. Pretty much every kitchen utensil she'd ever seen could be contained in the descriptors "wooden" or "spoon."

She takes it with a shrug, and gets to work.

[philosopherspotato]

Plastic is weird. So very, very weird. But, the curry is in progress!!

In the meantime, Potato seems to be looking for other stuff.

"Now that that stuff's cooking, ummm... ...we need the bread! For a bowl..!"

Well, it's not like she can ask Amaya to look for it, since she's busy handling the cooking, but seeing Potato haul out a big loaf of bread must certainly be interesting.

[the_aunt_general]

Given the size of the loaf, certainly. It absolutely has her attention, as she keeps the food moving.

i just realized i don't think amaya knows she's indestructible (Suffice to say This is Why)

[philosopherspotato]

Potato sets the loaf down- motioning at it as if to find the half way point.

She then vanishes off, looking for...well. Knives.

...

Is that quite wise to let Potato do??

[the_aunt_general]

She'll stop her when she sees a problem, really - she can't plan for, or prepare for, what things are outside her knowledge or sight. She just keeps the food going - and keeps a wary eye out.

[philosopherspotato]

Well, there fortunately isn't any problem...so far. Potato emerges from her search triumphant!

...With a rather large bread knife. "Okay!" Loaf of bread toppled over, she finds the middle. "Two bowls..!"

To her credit, she's handling this part quite well!

[the_aunt_general]

That knife is nearly the size of her head, and of some concern. But, ok, so far so good. Even if it does mean dividing her attention significantly more.

Just in case.

[philosopherspotato]

It's...maybe fine?

There are two halves of bread now, and now Potato is getting to work at the important bit.

Hollowing the bread out.

Fortunately for everyone, the knife is being put to the side. More fortunately she went to wash her hands first. Gotta have clean hands when you're making weird square bread bowls!

[the_aunt_general]

Huh. A bowl. Made out of the bread. That's a new thing that shouldn't be, when she thinks about it.

She turns her attention back to the food at hand, snapping her fingers to get Potato's attention, gesturing to it. She knows the proper colour it ought to be, when it's done.

She gestures at her, a thumbs up then a thumbs down with a questioning look. She lifts the pan on the former, puts it down on the latter.

[philosopherspotato]

"OH!"

Oh!! Rushing over to look at the curry, Potato beams. "YEAH!! It's ready!! Which means now..! We can..."

Excuse her, she has to rush back> again, to grab the bread bowls, plates beneath them, and carry them on over. "Put the curry in the bowl! And then we have Bunny Chow!!"