Someone's In The Kitchen With Tesrae

((This is simply a blog for RP/Asks/Drawings regarding my fantroll.))

[bel-was-here]

“Riiight,” You knew she was lying through her teeth, but whatever, you have another friend that’s almost like that. In a way, you actually found it pretty cute. You raise an eyebrow at the yellowblood as she explains why she’s cleaning, “Good atmosphere for baking? The fuck?” You wonder if that’s really the thing, or if she just likes cleaning. Either way, you don’t care, and they needed to be cleaned anyways. You watch as the other troll sorts out all the items you’ve placed out. She motions to you, and you go over to check it out, “Welp, fuck. I have to put a shit ton of crap away then,” You shrug and put everything unneeded away. It might not have been in the same neat order as before, but it will do. You leave out your special herb, though, “This isn’t on the list, but we’re goin’ to put it in anyways,” You figure the rest is her job, so you find a seat and sit down, “So, how long is this going to take?” you finished right before letting out a yawn.

[gourmetgladiator]

You take a moment and inspect this mysterious herb. " What a strange herb! I've never used this type before." Out of curiosity - or maybe just sheer stupidity, you smell a small morsel of the herb and eat it. "Bleh! This stuff tastes and smells terrible! Are you sure you want this in your brownies? Is this some sort of medicine? I can't see why you would possibly want this in your brownies." You start giggling, for some reason you find the word "brownies" to be quite humorous. This has never occurred to you, but for some reason right now seems to be a moment of enlightenment on that matter. " How long is what going to take? OH right! The brownies...Pffffhehehehe. Sorry. It will take around thirty minutes to bake, and i can get the batter prepared in ten. However, I'll need assistance with preparing this herb. As I am not familiar with it, I'll need you to grind it into a fine powder so it blends nicely." You begin to prepare the batter, and motion for the highblood to prepare the herb.

((Omg Bel I totally forgot about this. Anyways, here is the long waited response.))

[bel-was-here]

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[buttersworth]

Lineart for a drawing of my fantroll Tesrae. Might color it later.

[a-beautifulmelody]

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[bel-was-here]

You figure she wouldn’t need to say anything if she really wasn’t scared at all, and of course you have to make an asshole of yourself, “You were fuckin’ scared weren’t you?” You watch in confusion as the other troll began to clean your messy dishes, “You don’t need to do that,” The situation was a little bit awkward for you, but you just try to shrug it off, “So, I wasn’t really expectin’ you to actually come over,” You uncaptchalogue the ‘special ingredient’ for the brownies and set it on the counter, before going through your cabinets, and pulling out what ever you think would be needed for baking. You end up gathering more than you should. After all, the only one that really cooks with this stuff is Caelus, and you never really payed attention to what he took out.

[gourmetgladiator]

You cringe slightly as you recall that the journey to this hive was in fact scary as shit. It's dangerous enough being a lowblood in highblood territory, let alone being a slightly mutated shade of yellow. You gasp for breath quickly, as though you forgot to breathe that entire time recalling. You exhale calmly before replying, " I wasn't scared. I..I am much too brave to be scared! N-Nothing can scare me. Heh..." You observe the highblood and notice his confusion. You don't want to sound rude or disrespectful in any way, so you try to make up an excuse. "Oh well I can't stand seeing dirty...Well I mean, it is your choice, but...Errmmm...Oh! Well we obviously need a good atmosphere for the brownies to bake! So really, it is no problem at all.." Pleased with this excuse, you finish cleaning the dishes and turn around to see a clusterfuck of baking supplies. You size up the mess quickly and realize this guy literally emptied his entire pantry, he REALLY is not too sharp with this baking ordeal. You giggle and walk over to the mess and begin sorting through and picking out the needed ingredients, not even noticing the "special ingredient. You glance over at him and smile softly before uncaptchaloging your trusty recipe book. You motion for him to come take a look at the page with the brownie recipe. "If it's not too much trouble, could you please put back the items that are not mentioned on this page? We will be needing the space to work."

[gourmetgladiator]

> Recall the good old days.

yyou kknow, ssometimes ii wwonder iif tthey rremember mme. wwell, ii ssuppose ssome oof tthem ddo. bbut ddo aany oof tthem eeven ccare? ii wwas sso sstupid, ii kknew nnothing. mmy eex mmoirail wwas aalways tthere wwhen ii nneeded hhim, bbut ii nnever kknew eenough tto hhelp hhim. mmaybe iit wwas ggood tthat ii ddisappeared ffor aawhile...bbut nnowadays, iit's jjust vvery llonely. llately ii jjust wwish ii ccould ssleep fforever, aand nnever wwake uup.

[bel-was-here]

[gourmetgladiator]

gourmetgladiator:

You hear somebody knocking on the door to your hive. Upon opening it, you see a yellow blooded troll girl with a giant spoon and a meek smile on her face. She speaks in a soft voice with a rather dominant stutter. ” Oh, hello there. I’m sorry to bother you, but I was...

You giggle and try not to be so shy. "Well how else was I supposed to find you, silly? You weren't very informative! And besides, it was a fun little adventure." You think that doesn't sound quite bold enough, so you quickly add "I obviously wasn't scared or anything.". You choice to ignore to remark about the scary snake lady, because she is really scary and you are trying to be BRAVE. You distract your mind and take a look at your current surroundings, spotting the dirty dishes. Without thinking you rush to the sink and begin cleaning them.

[gourmetgladiator]

....Hi?

hheehee! hhello tthere! wwhat bbrings yyou tto mmy aask bbox aanon?

[gourmetgladiator]

GG: iis aanybody oout tthere? ii wwould llove tto ttalk, oor eeven aanswer qquestions…aanything rreally…iit’s llonely hhere.

[molochmentioned-blog]

Shit, why not....

[gourmetgladiator]

Bromane Society: Tumblr Edition: > Ask the cook girl.

[gourmetgladiator]

ooh, aa ppleasure tto mmeet yyou mmister sstrider! hheehee, ii'm ttesrae. ttesrae ccorilo! O  u  O ii ddon't tthink ii ffully uunderstood wwhat yyou ssaid, bbut ookay!

[gourmetgladiator]

==> Engage conversation with the cook girl.

GG: ooh, hhello tthere. mmy nname iis ttesrae...ttesrae ccorilo. 

iit iis ggetting aawfully llonely hhere iin tthe kkitchen aagain... wwould aanybody ccare tto cchat? ii llove mmaking nnew ffriends...

[gourmetgladiator]

GG: iis aanybody oout tthere? ii wwould llove tto ttalk, oor eeven aanswer qquestions…aanything rreally…iit’s llonely hhere.

[molochmentioned-blog]

Shit, why not. What’s up?

[gourmetgladiator]

ooh, hhello tthere! ffrom aa rrecent eencounter wwith aa ffriend ii...

[gourmetgladiator]

ii ddon't tthink ii uunderstand...iis tthis aa ppoem oor ssomething? O  n  O wwhat tthe nnoodles iis ggoing oon??

[bel-was-here]

[gourmetgladiator]

ii wwouldn’t ssay llucky…iit ggets ppretty llonely hhere. wwhen ii ssay ii’m bby mmyself, ii mmean iit. ii gguess rrelationships aaren’t mmy tthing. ii ddon’t eeven hhave aa mmoirail. bbut, aanyways…wwhy ddon’t wwe ddo tthe bbaking nnow? O u O

[bel-was-here]

Oh* WELP* I DON`+ really...

[gourmetgladiator]

ooh…tthank yyou, tthat iis vvery kkind oof yyou…O   u   O nnow wwhere iis yyour hhive llocated? tthere aare bbrownies tto bbe bbaked! hheehee!

[gourmetgladiator]

Oh I'm ssorry tto hhear about yyour llusus. mmaybe tthey'lh ttturn up ssoon. A fforest eh? I've nnever seen enough ttrees tto mmake a fforest! mmaybe one dday wwe ccould visit each other?

^ u ^ ssure tthing! aand ddon't wworry aabout tthe llusus tthing, ii hhave aa ggood ffeeling sshe iis aalive...sshe jjust iis ffinally ggiving mme mmy ffreedom. 

[gourmetgladiator]

> Ask the cook girl.

                             GG: iis aanybody oout tthere? ii wwould llove tto ttalk, oor eeven aanswer qquestions…aanything rreally…iit’s llonely hhere.

[molochmentioned-blog]

Shit, why not. What’s up?

[gourmetgladiator]

ooh, hhello tthere! ffrom aa rrecent eencounter wwith aa ffriend ii hhave llearned tthat yyou mmean tto aask hhow ii aam ccurrently ddoing aat tthe mmoment, aand nnot wwhat ii ssee wwhen ii llook uup. iin aany ccase ii aam ffine, ii gguess. aand hhow aabout yyourself? O  u  O

[gourmetgladiator]

HHaha a ddessert wwould bbe wwelcome actually. Tto imagine a ddesert jjust tthink of ssand everywhere and nno wwater ffor mmiles! Hhonestly I hhave nno idea wwhat I wwas tthinking wwhen I wwas a wwriggler. Wwhereabouts is yyour hhive llocated?

nno wwater? ii ddon't tthink ii wwould llike tthat. wwater ttakes aa hhuge ppart iin tthe cculinary aarts. aand mmy hhive iis llocated oon tthe eedge oof aa ssmall fforest. mmy llusus uused tto ggo hhunting tthere aall tthe ttime, bbut oone nnight sshe nnever ccame bback.

[gourmetgladiator]

I don't |ike starting fights, |ast time I did, I |ost an eye and was cri99led for a whi|e. And my mates9rit ki||ed me.

O  u  O ooh ii kknow ssomebody mmissing aan eeye! mmy eex mmoirail llost hhis bbecause oof tthis rreeeeeally mmean aand sscary bbitchy llady nnamed vvelira. aas ffor sstarting ffights, ii ddon't llike tto ddo iit, bbut oonce aa ffight sstarts...iit jjust bbecomes sso eexilerating! iit ggets rreal hhard ffor mme tto sstop oonce ii sstart.

[gourmetgladiator]

Pparapi Ppanzer at yyour sservice. I mmust ssay tthough I envy yyou ffor bbeing in a kkitchen. I sstuck in a ddesert

ooh, wwell iit iis nnot rreally mmuch tto eenvy. mmy hhive iis lliterally jjust aa ggiant kkitchen. eeverything is iin hhere! hheehee, ii hhave nnever sseen aa ddesert bbefore..ooh! iis iit llike ddessert? bbecause ii kknow mmany rrecipes! jjust eearlier ii ddelivered aa ppie tto aan oold ffriend, hhe iis aalways ssuch aa ggrump!