Event Log - Malnosso World

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody!
What: A field trip for the entirety of Luceti!
When: October 27th, until the end of November 2nd
Where: The Happiest Place on the Moon, Malnosso World!
Summary: So you remember all those times Luceti was transformed into Luceti Land? Welcome to Malnosso World, Luceti Land's bigger, cooler brother. Be sure to keep all hands inside the rides at all times, and refer to your map if you get lost. Trust me, you'll get lost.
Rating: F for Fun!

Comments

[misterbrief]

[If only he had his powers here. He'd snatch one up so fast Cliff wouldn't even be able to see it. Maybe he'll just be sneaky instead.]

That's not how you use chopsticks you know, you're not supposed to spear them. You hold chopsticks like this. [He demonstrates, of course, by picking up a piece of his sushi and eating it like so.]

[aerialassault]

Uh. Right.

[Still keeping a watchful eye on Vegeta hands, he readjusted his grasp and mirrored the motion only to have the dumpling slip between the sticks. Frowning, Cliff tried again.

And again. And again.]

[misterbrief]

[He watches failure after failure, blinking a few times. How...is he screwing this up.]

...Stop moving both sticks. Hold one in place and use your index finger to move the other. [See? He's clicking the two together, only moving the one stick.]

[aerialassault]

[Cliff can see it. The only people he's seen eat with chopsticks are Souji and Rei, and he doesn't see either of them as being anywhere near any norm of Japanese culture. He tried once more.]

...Huh. So that's how it works. [He laughed.] I don't have much practice with these things. Never been any reason to.

[misterbrief]

Well, it looks like you earned yourself a little bit of culture, didn't you. [Insinuating, of course, that maybe he had no culture at all prior to this. So he just keeps digging into his sushi, waiting for an opportune time to steal one of those dumplings.]

[aerialassault]

[Still clicking his sticks together, Cliff rolled his eyes.]

Puh-lease. Who said anybody was un-cultured? [Frowning, he reached out with the sticks to try for a piece of sushi as he spoke.] I'll have you know, I'm something of an artiste back home. Got an eye for smoothe lines and form-- not that I figure you'd have any apreciation for it.

[One for one. Insults were a two-man game, after all.]

[misterbrief]

Heh. Is that so? What kind of 'smooth lines and form' are you talking about? [Vegeta figures Cliff is just talking about the ladies. He in turn snatches up some more sushi. Not yet...wait for it...]

[aerialassault]

Aw, yanno. The visual arts. The finer things.

[Hot chicks. Cliff closed in on a roll (one of the ones with tempura) and popped it in his mouth.]

[misterbrief]

Right. Why am I not surprised. [His chopsticks fly out to try to grab a dumpling while Cliff is going for his tempura.]

[aerialassault]

[No time to react. Sushi already in his mouth, Cliff dropped the sticks but couldn't make it in time to stop Vegeta.

One dumplling: lost.]

Hey-- what did I just tell you?!

[chomp. chomp. swallow. The sushi was good, but those were his!]

[misterbrief]

[And he downs the dumpling. Man, that's pretty good.]

I don't remember. Tell me what?

[aerialassault]

[brb glowering.]

Hnnnnnnngh.

Nevermind.

[misterbrief]

Heheheheh. [He gets up to go get some. Yes, it's scary as hell to do it, but he is not asking Cliff to go with him like he's some kind of woman who needs an entire pack of other women to follow him.

But believe him that he doesn't practically run, grab a shit ton of dumplings, and bring them back, setting the huge plate in the middle of the table.]

Calm down, there's plenty.

[aerialassault]

[Still glowering, Cliff reaches out to spear yet another one just to make a point.]

Dunno why everyone else's food looks so good to ya when you've got all that.

[misterbrief]

[Shrugging, he eats his own food- feels good when he gets to steal someone else's food for a change instead of the other way around.]

Didn't anyone teach you to share?