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@thebest-chef
This is for my customers, not because I need more patrons, but I will be launching a COUPLEâS DISCOUNT for the next week.
Coupleâs will get a FREE shareable milkshake if they come to my restaurant within the next 7 days !!!
No, you donât have to prove it, I donât want to see that!
Intro post
âStupid Key,â *Casper huffed kicking a rock.*
âI mean, after everything I do for him Iâm still gonna be the one to have to apologize. Look, it made sense when it was Odward, I get that, I was the one who went too far. It made sense when it was Callista, I disowned her after all. But Iâm not about to apologize to him, nuh-uh.â
*He looked at his momâs grave like she was gonna reply then groaned.* âAll I did was try to help and then he stormed offâI didnât even hide my burns that much.â
*He crosses his arms over his chest, a couple magnetic rocks started shaking, along with some gifts people had left on graves but he hardly even noticed.* âI mean what am I supposed to do! If I tried to apologize heâd probably only feel even worse.â
*He sat down, glowering at the grave stone.* âThis is probably your faultâyou know what, no, itâs dadâs; he never bothered teaching me how to deal with conflict.â
*He got right back up, unable to stay seated.* âWhat if Key decides to do something drastic like he did at camp?â *Casperâs voice was softer now, but laced with panic.*
âI canâtâI canât.â *He shook his head, clearing the image of his mother that came to mind so quickly.*
âIâll get Falco to keep an eye on him, or Odward, Milo if I have to, I wonât lose him.â *He glared at the gravestone again.*
âI donât care if that means telling everyone his secret, itâs better to do that than him die!â *Several of the small objects that were shaking slammed into the ground and broke apart when he yelled that.*
âWhatâŚ?â *He looked around, he was shaking now, startled by his own tama.*
*He⌠he should calm down, just breath.*
*He went to take a walk through Mestras.*
As youâre walking through Mestras, you find yourself near a restaurant with some guy outside of it yelling about the âbanned for life listâ to some kids holding a ball. He sends them off and sighs, turning to inspect the broken window behind him.
âThose kids better pay for thisâŚâ
Turning again, he looks at you standing near his restaurant and walks over to you.
âYou. You donât look so good. Would you perhaps like a milkshake from my restaurant, on the house?â Heâs giving you a wide smile as if he wasnât just trying to get you to buy some food.
*Casper knew the type, but itâs not like he could force him to buy food.* âSure, Iâll take a milkshake, if itâs free.â
*Plus, he could really use a pick-me-up.*
âGreat! Iâll get you set up with a table!â
He leads you inside the restaurant and then points towards an empty table for you to sit at, then hands you a menu.
âYou can sit over there, but before you do, what flavor would you like?â
Thereâs three flavors of milkshake; Vanilla, strawberry, and black licorice.
âStrawberry,â *he says with hardly any consideration,* âI like strawberry.â
âOkay, strawberry it is! I will have that out for you soon.â
He leaves you alone to make the shake.
âThanks,â *he says quietly, leaning back in his seat.*
He returns with the strawberry milkshake and sets it on the table.
âAny reason for picking strawberry? Seems like you hardly considered it.â
*Casper shrugs, taking a drink.* âI always get strawberry, my mom⌠I just like the flavor.â *He didnât mean to mention his mom; especially not to this guy. Gees, he was such a mess.*
âYour⌠mother? Does she also like strawberry? If so, Iâd be happy to offer her a milkshake as well!â
*Suddenly, Casperâs appetite is gone, and he just pokes the straw around avoiding go eye-contact.*
âMaybe some other time,â *he mutters.*
He looks at you suspiciously.
âHmm.. Iâm sensing your mother is a tough subject. My apologies. To be honest, I was going to try and manipulate you into buying a side of fries with the milkshake, but I donât think this is the right moment. Perhaps next timeâŚ
I donât do this often, but since Iâm pretty sure youâre one of the kids my daughter goes to school with, Iâm here if you want to talk. And maybe buy some food to eat away your sorrows. Here.â
He hands you a coupon for a free shareable meal.
âHopefully you bring some friends next time. You seem nice, so Iâm sure you have plenty.â
âIâm not that nice,â *Casper says, handing the coupon back,* âand Iâm a jerk to Ssyelle, you really shouldnât be nice to me.â
*He wasnât sure why he was telling him that⌠maybe just because he felt guilty. That was a weird feeling.*
He looks annoyed, but takes coupon back anyway.
âI donât know about that, mean people usually donât admit to being mean unless they feel guilty. Trust me, I would know, Iâve never heard a single sorry from any customer that has stormed out of my restaurant or picked a fight.
And as for you apparently being a jerk to my daughter, Iâm gonna need you to pay for that milkshake. 5 gold. Youâre lucky I didnât ban you completely, but if hear that you were mean to her again, youâll find your name right next to your fatherâs on the banned list.â
*Casper rolls his eyes; figures. He wasnât up for arguing though, so he just fishes his wallet out of his jacket and hands the gold to him.*
âMy dadâs banned? What did he do?â
âHe had the gall to overcharge me on a kitchen set when he was the only seller available in the area. Heâs also at fault for about 12 missing forks.â
How banned is Key Nagatatsu? Is there any way to pay you to let him in?
Key Nagatatsu is at the very tippy top of the âBanned for Lifeâ list!
Heâs not getting off of there anytime soon! (Unless maybe a bag of gold happened to land on my doorstep, then I might look the other way if he happened to enter my restaurant đ)
The fuck did i do?
Donât act innocent. YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID. How dare you try to use your tama on my darling daughter Ssyelle!!! Never show your face near my restaurant.
IT'S GOROTAMA. OF COURSE IM GOING TO USE MY TAMA ON SOMEONE OF THE OPPOSITE TEAM.
OR MAYBE YOU CAN REFRAIN FROM USING YOUR MOST POWERFUL MOVE ON MY DAUGHTER?! SHEâD BLOCK IT PERFECTLY ANYWAY!!! Just say you canât play good without it at this pointâŚ
Whoâs CameronâŚ?
The most annoying customer EVER. He comes up to me, orders the cheapest thing on the menu, and then just spits trivia facts at me until I close down shop!!! He continues to enter my establishment even though I have very clearly put him on the âBanned for Lifeâ list.
Have you ever ate at Mr Tournefeuille's?
Of course I have. It was the first place I stopped at when I came here.
It was nice, warm, welcoming; all the things you need in life.
The food was good too.
See, this is a review you should listen too!! Not the 85th customer complaining about expensive-whatever and mean service!!
Thank you for the truthful review of my restaurant.
âStupid Key,â *Casper huffed kicking a rock.*
âI mean, after everything I do for him Iâm still gonna be the one to have to apologize. Look, it made sense when it was Odward, I get that, I was the one who went too far. It made sense when it was Callista, I disowned her after all. But Iâm not about to apologize to him, nuh-uh.â
*He looked at his momâs grave like she was gonna reply then groaned.* âAll I did was try to help and then he stormed offâI didnât even hide my burns that much.â
*He crosses his arms over his chest, a couple magnetic rocks started shaking, along with some gifts people had left on graves but he hardly even noticed.* âI mean what am I supposed to do! If I tried to apologize heâd probably only feel even worse.â
*He sat down, glowering at the grave stone.* âThis is probably your faultâyou know what, no, itâs dadâs; he never bothered teaching me how to deal with conflict.â
*He got right back up, unable to stay seated.* âWhat if Key decides to do something drastic like he did at camp?â *Casperâs voice was softer now, but laced with panic.*
âI canâtâI canât.â *He shook his head, clearing the image of his mother that came to mind so quickly.*
âIâll get Falco to keep an eye on him, or Odward, Milo if I have to, I wonât lose him.â *He glared at the gravestone again.*
âI donât care if that means telling everyone his secret, itâs better to do that than him die!â *Several of the small objects that were shaking slammed into the ground and broke apart when he yelled that.*
âWhatâŚ?â *He looked around, he was shaking now, startled by his own tama.*
*He⌠he should calm down, just breath.*
*He went to take a walk through Mestras.*
As youâre walking through Mestras, you find yourself near a restaurant with some guy outside of it yelling about the âbanned for life listâ to some kids holding a ball. He sends them off and sighs, turning to inspect the broken window behind him.
âThose kids better pay for thisâŚâ
Turning again, he looks at you standing near his restaurant and walks over to you.
âYou. You donât look so good. Would you perhaps like a milkshake from my restaurant, on the house?â Heâs giving you a wide smile as if he wasnât just trying to get you to buy some food.
*Casper knew the type, but itâs not like he could force him to buy food.* âSure, Iâll take a milkshake, if itâs free.â
*Plus, he could really use a pick-me-up.*
âGreat! Iâll get you set up with a table!â
He leads you inside the restaurant and then points towards an empty table for you to sit at, then hands you a menu.
âYou can sit over there, but before you do, what flavor would you like?â
Thereâs three flavors of milkshake; Vanilla, strawberry, and black licorice.
âStrawberry,â *he says with hardly any consideration,* âI like strawberry.â
âOkay, strawberry it is! I will have that out for you soon.â
He leaves you alone to make the shake.
âThanks,â *he says quietly, leaning back in his seat.*
He returns with the strawberry milkshake and sets it on the table.
âAny reason for picking strawberry? Seems like you hardly considered it.â
*Casper shrugs, taking a drink.* âI always get strawberry, my mom⌠I just like the flavor.â *He didnât mean to mention his mom; especially not to this guy. Gees, he was such a mess.*
âYour⌠mother? Does she also like strawberry? If so, Iâd be happy to offer her a milkshake as well!â
*Suddenly, Casperâs appetite is gone, and he just pokes the straw around avoiding go eye-contact.*
âMaybe some other time,â *he mutters.*
He looks at you suspiciously.
âHmm.. Iâm sensing your mother is a tough subject. My apologies. To be honest, I was going to try and manipulate you into buying a side of fries with the milkshake, but I donât think this is the right moment. Perhaps next timeâŚ
I donât do this often, but since Iâm pretty sure youâre one of the kids my daughter goes to school with, Iâm here if you want to talk. And maybe buy some food to eat away your sorrows. Here.â
He hands you a coupon for a free shareable meal.
âHopefully you bring some friends next time. You seem nice, so Iâm sure you have plenty.â
âIâm not that nice,â *Casper says, handing the coupon back,* âand Iâm a jerk to Ssyelle, you really shouldnât be nice to me.â
*He wasnât sure why he was telling him that⌠maybe just because he felt guilty. That was a weird feeling.*
He looks annoyed, but takes coupon back anyway.
âI donât know about that, mean people usually donât admit to being mean unless they feel guilty. Trust me, I would know, Iâve never heard a single sorry from any customer that has stormed out of my restaurant or picked a fight.
And as for you apparently being a jerk to my daughter, Iâm gonna need you to pay for that milkshake. 5 gold. Youâre lucky I didnât ban you completely, but if hear that you were mean to her again, youâll find your name right next to your fatherâs on the banned list.â
âStupid Key,â *Casper huffed kicking a rock.*
âI mean, after everything I do for him Iâm still gonna be the one to have to apologize. Look, it made sense when it was Odward, I get that, I was the one who went too far. It made sense when it was Callista, I disowned her after all. But Iâm not about to apologize to him, nuh-uh.â
*He looked at his momâs grave like she was gonna reply then groaned.* âAll I did was try to help and then he stormed offâI didnât even hide my burns that much.â
*He crosses his arms over his chest, a couple magnetic rocks started shaking, along with some gifts people had left on graves but he hardly even noticed.* âI mean what am I supposed to do! If I tried to apologize heâd probably only feel even worse.â
*He sat down, glowering at the grave stone.* âThis is probably your faultâyou know what, no, itâs dadâs; he never bothered teaching me how to deal with conflict.â
*He got right back up, unable to stay seated.* âWhat if Key decides to do something drastic like he did at camp?â *Casperâs voice was softer now, but laced with panic.*
âI canâtâI canât.â *He shook his head, clearing the image of his mother that came to mind so quickly.*
âIâll get Falco to keep an eye on him, or Odward, Milo if I have to, I wonât lose him.â *He glared at the gravestone again.*
âI donât care if that means telling everyone his secret, itâs better to do that than him die!â *Several of the small objects that were shaking slammed into the ground and broke apart when he yelled that.*
âWhatâŚ?â *He looked around, he was shaking now, startled by his own tama.*
*He⌠he should calm down, just breath.*
*He went to take a walk through Mestras.*
As youâre walking through Mestras, you find yourself near a restaurant with some guy outside of it yelling about the âbanned for life listâ to some kids holding a ball. He sends them off and sighs, turning to inspect the broken window behind him.
âThose kids better pay for thisâŚâ
Turning again, he looks at you standing near his restaurant and walks over to you.
âYou. You donât look so good. Would you perhaps like a milkshake from my restaurant, on the house?â Heâs giving you a wide smile as if he wasnât just trying to get you to buy some food.
*Casper knew the type, but itâs not like he could force him to buy food.* âSure, Iâll take a milkshake, if itâs free.â
*Plus, he could really use a pick-me-up.*
âGreat! Iâll get you set up with a table!â
He leads you inside the restaurant and then points towards an empty table for you to sit at, then hands you a menu.
âYou can sit over there, but before you do, what flavor would you like?â
Thereâs three flavors of milkshake; Vanilla, strawberry, and black licorice.
âStrawberry,â *he says with hardly any consideration,* âI like strawberry.â
âOkay, strawberry it is! I will have that out for you soon.â
He leaves you alone to make the shake.
âThanks,â *he says quietly, leaning back in his seat.*
He returns with the strawberry milkshake and sets it on the table.
âAny reason for picking strawberry? Seems like you hardly considered it.â
*Casper shrugs, taking a drink.* âI always get strawberry, my mom⌠I just like the flavor.â *He didnât mean to mention his mom; especially not to this guy. Gees, he was such a mess.*
âYour⌠mother? Does she also like strawberry? If so, Iâd be happy to offer her a milkshake as well!â
*Suddenly, Casperâs appetite is gone, and he just pokes the straw around avoiding go eye-contact.*
âMaybe some other time,â *he mutters.*
He looks at you suspiciously.
âHmm.. Iâm sensing your mother is a tough subject. My apologies. To be honest, I was going to try and manipulate you into buying a side of fries with the milkshake, but I donât think this is the right moment. Perhaps next timeâŚ
I donât do this often, but since Iâm pretty sure youâre one of the kids my daughter goes to school with, Iâm here if you want to talk. And maybe buy some food to eat away your sorrows. Here.â
He hands you a coupon for a free shareable meal.
âHopefully you bring some friends next time. You seem nice, so Iâm sure you have plenty.â
Hello Ssyelle, I finally got this âtumblrâ app thing. Now, if you want me to send you cookies, you can use this app instead of our poor carrier pigeon Steward
-Your dad (@thebest-chef)
DAD OMG YOU FINALLY GOT TUMBLR
YAYAYAY THIS IS SO EXCITING :)))
Now I can introduce you to all the cool people iâve met :D
Iâm so happy rn!!! WELCOME :3
(and we finally give poor steward a break- he doesnât seem to be doing so well đ)
Iâm excited to meet all your new little friends!! Iâll bake cookies for them, just tell them to tell me what flavor they like.
why does your hair look like it's been dipped in lemonage lmao
EXCUSE ME?! My hair looks perfectly clean, mind you. There might have been an incident earlier with a lemonage stand trying to sell drinks RIGHT IN FRONT of MY restaurant, but what matters is that theyâll never return here again.
âStupid Key,â *Casper huffed kicking a rock.*
âI mean, after everything I do for him Iâm still gonna be the one to have to apologize. Look, it made sense when it was Odward, I get that, I was the one who went too far. It made sense when it was Callista, I disowned her after all. But Iâm not about to apologize to him, nuh-uh.â
*He looked at his momâs grave like she was gonna reply then groaned.* âAll I did was try to help and then he stormed offâI didnât even hide my burns that much.â
*He crosses his arms over his chest, a couple magnetic rocks started shaking, along with some gifts people had left on graves but he hardly even noticed.* âI mean what am I supposed to do! If I tried to apologize heâd probably only feel even worse.â
*He sat down, glowering at the grave stone.* âThis is probably your faultâyou know what, no, itâs dadâs; he never bothered teaching me how to deal with conflict.â
*He got right back up, unable to stay seated.* âWhat if Key decides to do something drastic like he did at camp?â *Casperâs voice was softer now, but laced with panic.*
âI canâtâI canât.â *He shook his head, clearing the image of his mother that came to mind so quickly.*
âIâll get Falco to keep an eye on him, or Odward, Milo if I have to, I wonât lose him.â *He glared at the gravestone again.*
âI donât care if that means telling everyone his secret, itâs better to do that than him die!â *Several of the small objects that were shaking slammed into the ground and broke apart when he yelled that.*
âWhatâŚ?â *He looked around, he was shaking now, startled by his own tama.*
*He⌠he should calm down, just breath.*
*He went to take a walk through Mestras.*
As youâre walking through Mestras, you find yourself near a restaurant with some guy outside of it yelling about the âbanned for life listâ to some kids holding a ball. He sends them off and sighs, turning to inspect the broken window behind him.
âThose kids better pay for thisâŚâ
Turning again, he looks at you standing near his restaurant and walks over to you.
âYou. You donât look so good. Would you perhaps like a milkshake from my restaurant, on the house?â Heâs giving you a wide smile as if he wasnât just trying to get you to buy some food.
*Casper knew the type, but itâs not like he could force him to buy food.* âSure, Iâll take a milkshake, if itâs free.â
*Plus, he could really use a pick-me-up.*
âGreat! Iâll get you set up with a table!â
He leads you inside the restaurant and then points towards an empty table for you to sit at, then hands you a menu.
âYou can sit over there, but before you do, what flavor would you like?â
Thereâs three flavors of milkshake; Vanilla, strawberry, and black licorice.
âStrawberry,â *he says with hardly any consideration,* âI like strawberry.â
âOkay, strawberry it is! I will have that out for you soon.â
He leaves you alone to make the shake.
âThanks,â *he says quietly, leaning back in his seat.*
He returns with the strawberry milkshake and sets it on the table.
âAny reason for picking strawberry? Seems like you hardly considered it.â
*Casper shrugs, taking a drink.* âI always get strawberry, my mom⌠I just like the flavor.â *He didnât mean to mention his mom; especially not to this guy. Gees, he was such a mess.*
âYour⌠mother? Does she also like strawberry? If so, Iâd be happy to offer her a milkshake as well!â
How banned is Key Nagatatsu? Is there any way to pay you to let him in?
Key Nagatatsu is at the very tippy top of the âBanned for Lifeâ list!
Heâs not getting off of there anytime soon! (Unless maybe a bag of gold happened to land on my doorstep, then I might look the other way if he happened to enter my restaurant đ)
The fuck did i do?
Donât act innocent. YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID. How dare you try to use your tama on my darling daughter Ssyelle!!! Never show your face near my restaurant.
How banned is Key Nagatatsu? Is there any way to pay you to let him in?
Key Nagatatsu is at the very tippy top of the âBanned for Lifeâ list!
Heâs not getting off of there anytime soon! (Unless maybe a bag of gold happened to land on my doorstep, then I might look the other way if he happened to enter my restaurant đ)
Im not Surya technically, so do I still have to pay the bill to get some food?
Well, I suppose since youâre not the Surya that didnât pay the bill, youâre not on the banned list. Of course you can get some food!
But if you do see the Surya that didnât pay the bill, please tell him that Iâm applying interest fees on his bill nowâŚ
A very old pigeon flies up to you with a note that reads;
âHey, do you work in the Kal Asterock kitchen? If you do, I have a favor. Please write your response on the back of this note and send it back. Thank you!â
Itâs signed âTHE Chef Tournefeuilleâ
-@thebest-chef
Indigo takes the notes, he wasnât expecting it
on it he writes:
âYes, Chef Tournefeuille. I would be happy to help if you need anything.â
-âIndigoâ
The pigeon returns with another note. It reads:
âThis is perfect. I need you to advertise my restaurant to the students by passing out my food!!! If you do this, you will get free food from my restaurant. This is highly against school policy, though, so you CANNOT let the goyens know about this. Pretty pretty please?â
-@thebest-chef
Indigo takes the next note and reads it. He gets another piece of paper and writes back.
âOh uhâŚsure. Iâll try my best Mr. Tournefeuille.â
-Indigo
The pigeon returns with a note and some cookies. The note reads:
âAmazing! I will be sending food shipments by pigeon. The cookies are for you and whomever you wish to share them with.â
-@thebest-chef
Ill pay quadruple price if i dont gotta advertise
I NEED THE PORK ROLL SOUP
OKAY FINE. If you speak of word of this to anyone Iâm banning you for this life and the next. Make sure no-one sees you when you leave.
How banned is Key Nagatatsu? Is there any way to pay you to let him in?
Key Nagatatsu is at the very tippy top of the âBanned for Lifeâ list!
Heâs not getting off of there anytime soon! (Unless maybe a bag of gold happened to land on my doorstep, then I might look the other way if he happened to enter my restaurant đ)
âStupid Key,â *Casper huffed kicking a rock.*
âI mean, after everything I do for him Iâm still gonna be the one to have to apologize. Look, it made sense when it was Odward, I get that, I was the one who went too far. It made sense when it was Callista, I disowned her after all. But Iâm not about to apologize to him, nuh-uh.â
*He looked at his momâs grave like she was gonna reply then groaned.* âAll I did was try to help and then he stormed offâI didnât even hide my burns that much.â
*He crosses his arms over his chest, a couple magnetic rocks started shaking, along with some gifts people had left on graves but he hardly even noticed.* âI mean what am I supposed to do! If I tried to apologize heâd probably only feel even worse.â
*He sat down, glowering at the grave stone.* âThis is probably your faultâyou know what, no, itâs dadâs; he never bothered teaching me how to deal with conflict.â
*He got right back up, unable to stay seated.* âWhat if Key decides to do something drastic like he did at camp?â *Casperâs voice was softer now, but laced with panic.*
âI canâtâI canât.â *He shook his head, clearing the image of his mother that came to mind so quickly.*
âIâll get Falco to keep an eye on him, or Odward, Milo if I have to, I wonât lose him.â *He glared at the gravestone again.*
âI donât care if that means telling everyone his secret, itâs better to do that than him die!â *Several of the small objects that were shaking slammed into the ground and broke apart when he yelled that.*
âWhatâŚ?â *He looked around, he was shaking now, startled by his own tama.*
*He⌠he should calm down, just breath.*
*He went to take a walk through Mestras.*
As youâre walking through Mestras, you find yourself near a restaurant with some guy outside of it yelling about the âbanned for life listâ to some kids holding a ball. He sends them off and sighs, turning to inspect the broken window behind him.
âThose kids better pay for thisâŚâ
Turning again, he looks at you standing near his restaurant and walks over to you.
âYou. You donât look so good. Would you perhaps like a milkshake from my restaurant, on the house?â Heâs giving you a wide smile as if he wasnât just trying to get you to buy some food.
*Casper knew the type, but itâs not like he could force him to buy food.* âSure, Iâll take a milkshake, if itâs free.â
*Plus, he could really use a pick-me-up.*
âGreat! Iâll get you set up with a table!â
He leads you inside the restaurant and then points towards an empty table for you to sit at, then hands you a menu.
âYou can sit over there, but before you do, what flavor would you like?â
Thereâs three flavors of milkshake; Vanilla, strawberry, and black licorice.
âStrawberry,â *he says with hardly any consideration,* âI like strawberry.â
âOkay, strawberry it is! I will have that out for you soon.â
He leaves you alone to make the shake.
âThanks,â *he says quietly, leaning back in his seat.*
He returns with the strawberry milkshake and sets it on the table.
âAny reason for picking strawberry? Seems like you hardly considered it.â
A very old pigeon flies up to you with a note that reads;
âHey, do you work in the Kal Asterock kitchen? If you do, I have a favor. Please write your response on the back of this note and send it back. Thank you!â
Itâs signed âTHE Chef Tournefeuilleâ
-@thebest-chef
Indigo takes the notes, he wasnât expecting it
on it he writes:
âYes, Chef Tournefeuille. I would be happy to help if you need anything.â
-âIndigoâ
The pigeon returns with another note. It reads:
âThis is perfect. I need you to advertise my restaurant to the students by passing out my food!!! If you do this, you will get free food from my restaurant. This is highly against school policy, though, so you CANNOT let the goyens know about this. Pretty pretty please?â
-@thebest-chef
