melodiesofkupo | [Video] Candy-making machismo

[Setting: Kitchen. The arrangement of kitchen tools, handmade homey art and a surprising number of hung-up aprons and oven mitts dot and decorate the room. This had to be some kind of studio for a cooking show, right? A guy that looks like this can't possibly have a cute kitchen, right?

Yet adorned in his black, skull-printed apron, brandishing a pair of whisks like weapons, none can know what's truly real anymore... but he slammed the handles down and gave the camera an intense stare.]

A'right, punks, listen up!

Y'got a little over a week before Valentine's Day, and a lotta you might not have any ideas on what to give people, and people are counting on you, damn it! It ain't just dragon gods and shit-talking green cloud bastards out there, y'know!

[He set his jaw and smirked.]

I'm here to help you guys out in gettin' better at talkin' to each other! Friday, this Friday, I got space set aside in the Curti Center to teach anybody n' everybody - that includes you guys who just got picked up from the Dream Width earlier today - how to make chocolates! White truffles, milk truffles, dark truffles... hell, we'll make some cookies, too.

Don't worry about materials or things to box or bag 'em in. I got you covered in all that. Just bring yourselves to the cafeteria, 'bout 2 after lunch gets out.

[He balled a fist.] Now let's make some cute shit and make some friends, damn it!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Good. Because in addition to certain logistical difficulties, I have someone back home.

Humans have a lot of gift-giving holidays, don't they?

Keeps us from killin' each other, some say.

...Don't you have stuff like this? Or tradition stuff?

Traditions, yes, but fewer physical gifts. We can't exactly carry them with us.

So memories, then. Stories. Maybe eat together, right? Not too different from what we do.

Exactly. And songs. Though there's not that much of a difference for us between songs and stories.

...That does make me wonder: What if someone's not very good at singing? Does the story turn into somethin' different?

What happens to a story when a human isn't good at talking?

Don't matter. They can write it!

... Is this one of those things where humans are convinced they can't sing if they do not like their singing voice?

Sort of. But I learned sometimes it's the way your voice vibrates in your own head, so ya sound different to yourself than to somebody else. Right?

Oh, yes. And you sound different in water than in air. That's just how sound works. But where I come from, your voice is the most identifiable thing about you.

So... if ya can't sing, you're shit, then.

You've never met anyone who looks unassuming or even unattractive, but whose personality comes to color your perception of them?

No...? I get that kinda stuff said about me, though.

That is unfortunate.

[Video] Candy-making machismo

Re: [voice]

[voice]

Re: [voice]

[voice]

Re: [voice]

[voice]

Re: [voice]

[voice]

Re: [voice]

[voice]

Re: [voice]

[voice]

Re: [voice]

[voice]

Re: [voice]