Champloo, Home Ec Teacher (
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witchesreign2011-07-11 08:20 pm
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[Action] Home Ec, you poor bastards...
[Whether on Monday or Tuesday, the Home Ec classrooms are shut and locked. A note instructs students to go to the new basement classrooms.]
[Of course, students aren't normally allowed in the basement, but hey, the note's pretty clear.]
[Taking the elevator down and following the signs leads to an ominous sense of heat before it leads to the door. Opening that door makes it worse, as waves of heat and an absolutely delicious scent of thick stew pour out of a two-story tall pot dominating a kitchen that appears to have come from hell itself.]
[Rows of desks line up before a chalkboard. As the bell rings, the classroom... still has no teacher. The students are welcome to look around, talk amongst themselves, and wonder what's going on for all of a minute -- WHEN SUDDENLY--]
KiiiiiiiYAH!
[A sun shines brilliantly in the heavens (even though they're indoors), silhouetting the figure of the Home Ec. teacher as he descends from above! With a crash, Mr. Champloo lands in the middle of the floor, then rises and points at the class.]
Kitchen Fist Fire Chaos Style! I, your Home Economics teacher, appear by the name of... Champloo!
[At once, every stove burner in the room bursts into flame.]
You all have embraced the path of cooking! And some other things covered in this class that are much less important. I warn you, the path of cooking is not for the faint of heart! You must have strength! You must have passion! You must be prepared to risk your life in the pursuit of the perfect dish! From this day forward you are students of the High Heat style of cooking!
[Of course, students aren't normally allowed in the basement, but hey, the note's pretty clear.]
[Taking the elevator down and following the signs leads to an ominous sense of heat before it leads to the door. Opening that door makes it worse, as waves of heat and an absolutely delicious scent of thick stew pour out of a two-story tall pot dominating a kitchen that appears to have come from hell itself.]
[Rows of desks line up before a chalkboard. As the bell rings, the classroom... still has no teacher. The students are welcome to look around, talk amongst themselves, and wonder what's going on for all of a minute -- WHEN SUDDENLY--]
KiiiiiiiYAH!
[A sun shines brilliantly in the heavens (even though they're indoors), silhouetting the figure of the Home Ec. teacher as he descends from above! With a crash, Mr. Champloo lands in the middle of the floor, then rises and points at the class.]
Kitchen Fist Fire Chaos Style! I, your Home Economics teacher, appear by the name of... Champloo!
[At once, every stove burner in the room bursts into flame.]
You all have embraced the path of cooking! And some other things covered in this class that are much less important. I warn you, the path of cooking is not for the faint of heart! You must have strength! You must have passion! You must be prepared to risk your life in the pursuit of the perfect dish! From this day forward you are students of the High Heat style of cooking!
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[Still, she takes four eggs and starts to climb that wall. It doesn't daunt her in the least! She just... thinks it's ridiculous.]
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[Why four eggs? It makes it that much harder to climb. And a little bit more awkward to move around things like the spike that just erupted from the wall, half an inch from her cheek.]
Of course, learning to fly is not without its dangers!
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[Suddenly, heading back down sounds like a fascinating idea.... even if she's currently scrambling up that wall faster than ever. The sooner she finishes this, the better!]
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Become one with the egg? ["What have you been smoking lately?!"] If you say so.
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So can I cook it now?
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[He looks at her intently. What kind of horrible trap is this question?!]
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