[Text Archive of a Nexus post on LJ. Original post link here: http://community.livejournal.com/sages_of_chaos/1386322.html]
(Mun's Note: I'm sorry to say this post isn't exacly honest, in my OOC comments, as to the reasons behind Quint's reactions. There were players on the forum at the time who I knew would take OOC info and metagame or be otherwise annoying, so I felt I had to keep a lot of stuff hidden. Quint's reaction was due to a bad patch of deja-vu. He could remember making cookies before, using a somewhat different from-scratch recipe. The same one he'd later find out Roll Light uses.)
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
*Walks in wearing the neclace she got from Dr. Strange, the ribbon in her hair she got from the nice rat and the Halo she got from Novak*
I want to thank everyone who was so kind to me on my first real birthday ever, yesterday. Also thank you for the gifts, that was soo sweet of you. Ori the spoongoddess gave me some spoons to help make my cooking taste better. Yesterday was the first time I've ever made anything and I think I've caught the cooking bug.
What should I make now?
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*hesitates, shyly* Cookies?
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
What kind of cookies would you like me to make you little boy?
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*blinks* I... I don't know... I can't eat too many things like that. I.. like the chocolate chip ones, or the cinnamon ones sometimes...
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
Okay. chocolate chip then. Would you like one of the mint chocolate chip cupcakes with peppermint frosting that I baked yesterday while you wait for the cookies?
I'm Alex by the way.
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*considers* Ok... *shy smile* I'm Quint
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
*she gets him a cupcake*
Really nice to meet you Quint. I'm gonna start the cookies. Do you want to help?
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
I... I guess I can... *tries a bite of the odd green cupcake*
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
You don't have to. I just thought it might be fun for you. I can make them myself.
*she starts getting out ingredients and the mixing bowls and spoons*
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
I... I just meant I... *fidgets* I do know how to make some things, but usually not cookies, and I've been trying to learn more, but I don't want to mess them up... *fidget*
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
I'm right here. I'll help you. *She smiles* Tell you what... these are going to be YOUR cookies. You're going to make them, then you'll see how good you can cook. You won't mess them up. Come here.
*She pats a stool by the counter*
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*stands on the stool to better reach the counter* I've cooked things before, just not usually stuff like cookies...
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
Well when we're done, you'll be able to say that you have. *she smiles and hands him a half cup measuring cup and points to both the lard and the butter.*
One each of those and then mix it until it's creamy, then add half of this flour and mix okay?
*She sets out the measured flour*
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*follows directions in silence, his expression a bit distant*
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
*She gives him the rest of the ingredients and the instructions*
When you're done, we'll pop them in the oven Quint. *she smiles*
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*just nods a lil, doesn't really seem up to smiling back as he continues following the directions...*
(Cooking, where he used to be, is not something he did for fun. It was something he did in hopes of making himself useful so he wouldn't be scrapped... and didn't work. He still cooks sometimes now, but it's not something he really considers fun...)
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
*When done she pops them in the oven*
I'm sorry, you didn't seem to enjoy that. I could have done it myself.
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*just shrugs a little... she'd seemed to want him to make them, and saying 'no' just wasn't something he was very good at yet*
I.. I think I'll go home now...
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
oh... alright then.
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*warps away*
((sorry for how he got... some topics just still brush him the wrong way or in odd ways at times...))
(Mun's Note: I'm sorry to say this post isn't exacly honest, in my OOC comments, as to the reasons behind Quint's reactions. There were players on the forum at the time who I knew would take OOC info and metagame or be otherwise annoying, so I felt I had to keep a lot of stuff hidden. Quint's reaction was due to a bad patch of deja-vu. He could remember making cookies before, using a somewhat different from-scratch recipe. The same one he'd later find out Roll Light uses.)
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
*Walks in wearing the neclace she got from Dr. Strange, the ribbon in her hair she got from the nice rat and the Halo she got from Novak*
I want to thank everyone who was so kind to me on my first real birthday ever, yesterday. Also thank you for the gifts, that was soo sweet of you. Ori the spoongoddess gave me some spoons to help make my cooking taste better. Yesterday was the first time I've ever made anything and I think I've caught the cooking bug.
What should I make now?
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*hesitates, shyly* Cookies?
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
What kind of cookies would you like me to make you little boy?
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*blinks* I... I don't know... I can't eat too many things like that. I.. like the chocolate chip ones, or the cinnamon ones sometimes...
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
Okay. chocolate chip then. Would you like one of the mint chocolate chip cupcakes with peppermint frosting that I baked yesterday while you wait for the cookies?
I'm Alex by the way.
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*considers* Ok... *shy smile* I'm Quint
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
*she gets him a cupcake*
Really nice to meet you Quint. I'm gonna start the cookies. Do you want to help?
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
I... I guess I can... *tries a bite of the odd green cupcake*
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
You don't have to. I just thought it might be fun for you. I can make them myself.
*she starts getting out ingredients and the mixing bowls and spoons*
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
I... I just meant I... *fidgets* I do know how to make some things, but usually not cookies, and I've been trying to learn more, but I don't want to mess them up... *fidget*
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
I'm right here. I'll help you. *She smiles* Tell you what... these are going to be YOUR cookies. You're going to make them, then you'll see how good you can cook. You won't mess them up. Come here.
*She pats a stool by the counter*
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*stands on the stool to better reach the counter* I've cooked things before, just not usually stuff like cookies...
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
Well when we're done, you'll be able to say that you have. *she smiles and hands him a half cup measuring cup and points to both the lard and the butter.*
One each of those and then mix it until it's creamy, then add half of this flour and mix okay?
*She sets out the measured flour*
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*follows directions in silence, his expression a bit distant*
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
*She gives him the rest of the ingredients and the instructions*
When you're done, we'll pop them in the oven Quint. *she smiles*
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*just nods a lil, doesn't really seem up to smiling back as he continues following the directions...*
(Cooking, where he used to be, is not something he did for fun. It was something he did in hopes of making himself useful so he wouldn't be scrapped... and didn't work. He still cooks sometimes now, but it's not something he really considers fun...)
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
*When done she pops them in the oven*
I'm sorry, you didn't seem to enjoy that. I could have done it myself.
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*just shrugs a little... she'd seemed to want him to make them, and saying 'no' just wasn't something he was very good at yet*
I.. I think I'll go home now...
Alex (d_n_alex@livejournal.com)
oh... alright then.
Quint (pogo_boy@livejournal.com)
*warps away*
((sorry for how he got... some topics just still brush him the wrong way or in odd ways at times...))