Re: With No Name OOC CHAT Room
Here is a sample post from a previous game.
Trinka SilverruffJun 5, 2000
The smell of frying bacon and onions was enough, as they say, to bring the bears out of the woods, as it curled its persuasive way through the small house. A cat and a gorilla really didn't have much chance of resisting the tempting olfactory call, although the cat at least made an attempt to conceal her drooling. The gorilla merely slavered.
"Trinka, what the hell are you doing?" Buzz demanded as she stopped in the doorway. Hoppy stopped right behind her, waiting for her to clear out.
"I am cooking, I would think that would be obvious." Thewolf calmly responded as she stirred the contents of a largefrypan with a wooden spatula.
"Why?" Clearly the concept was outside of the cat's understanding.
"Because I enjoy it, I am good at it, and I felt like it.Sit at the table like sociable furs and I will serve you."
Hoppy picked up the cat by the shoulders and moved her tothe side about three feet. "S'cuse me!" His butt hit the chair almost before he pushed the last syllable out between his lips.
"Don't touch me you great ape!"
"Nope, dat was Uncle Clarence on my Mudda's side. I tole you 'bout him allreadies." Hoppy inhaled deeply, producing an almost perceptible draft in his direction. "Grub smells good!"
"Thank you for your assessment Horance." Trinka placed two heaping plates before the gorilla. One was piled high with scrambled eggs mixed with fried bacon and onions and topped with a layer of pepper jack cheese. A side of crispy fried potatoes rounded out the dish. The second plate held a short stack of pecan pancakes covered in a rich butter and a thin caramel syrup. A tall glass of milk and a short one of orange juice joined the setting. "Bon appetite."
"Huh?"
"Enjoy the food Horance." Another setting appeared on the table for the cat.
"This is all breakfast food." The cat complained.
"And your point is?"
"That it's seven o'clock at night. It's supper time not breakfast!"
"You do not have to eat it. I am sure Horance would behappy to have your share." Hoppy grinned and held out his plate for a refill. Trinka dutifully dished up anotherhelping, which he accepted happily. "Where did you learn to cook anyway?" Buzz pushed at the eggs with her fork before trying a mouthful. Her eyeswidened in surprise.
"It was part of my training. If you are going to poisonsomeone the easiest way is often in their food. Contactpoisons and concealed needles are all very well for a movie,but are extremely risky in reality. Buzz stopped with a forkful of eggs a scant inch from herlips and gave it a queasy look.Trinka caught the look and gave a snort of disgust. "Get real Doctor, if I really wished to poison you, you would have no warning, you would just fall over dead. I do promise that it would be quick and as painless as possible.I owe you that much at least." At the range a timer chimed softly and Trinka opened the oven to remove a sealed foil pack, handling it carefully in her bare paws. Depositing it on a plate, she carefully peeled back the foil to reveal a gently steaming piece of raw meat. Cautiously she probed it with a finger tip, "Perfect."
"What are you going to do with that?" The Doctor asked, still eyeing her own meal suspiciously.
"Eat it of course." The she wolf stated matter of factly.
"What about all of this?" The cat indicated all the foodlaid out on the table. "Don't you want any of it?"
"I prefer my food to be much simpler. I cook because Ienjoy it, not because I wish to eat it." Trinka cut off a bite size piece of meat and popped it into her mouth. "I do not..." The wolf's ears came up sharply and swiveled toward the outside wall. She jerked erect from her slouch against the counter. "Someone's here, a vehicle of some type!" Shoving her plate into the oven to conceal it, Trinka snatched up a plastic spray bottle that was sitting beside the sink, being careful not to squeeze it to hard. "I'll hide in one of the rooms. Try to distract them. If they come after me do NOT follow them. Remember that, don't follow them!"Quietly she slipped through the door and down the hallway.
A heavy knock rattled the back door to the kitchen.
Timm, you're up