The Amended Powders Meme

[makeyourownkindofmusic]

1 - Tag in with your character
2 - Tag another character with a color of your choosing or generate one with RNG.
3 - Make a mess.

1- Pink is alcoholic, best described as freeze-dried whiskey.
2- Orange tastes like blackcurrant juice. It also gives you an amazing amount of energy.
3- Blue tastes like chocolate milk. Drink it and you'll become a child.
4- Red tastes sort of malty, and will make the drinker feel suddenly veeerrry sleepy. They'll be able to explore the dreams of those around them.
5- Purple tastes of orange juice, and will switch your sex.
6- Green just basically makes you want to have sex.
7- Yellow gives you the urge to fight anyone you see and tastes like a big dollop of Vegemite dropped in a glass of water.
8- Brown is Felix Felicis. It tastes like root beer, but makes everything come up Milhouse.

Comments

[whythesparkles]

I'm good! I'm food! [Matty feels like he could jump up and down. And he does so, jumping on the spot. Shit, he could cook for a king. A MILLION KINGS! A million dishes! His head is pounding with ideas, thoughts flickering through his head so that the rest of him can barely keep up.] I can do drinks too. Shit, we can make mocktails and cocktails for the starter, find wines that match with the meat is there a wine that matches with a vegetarian course? Dessert wine, we'll need dessert wine. I'll make a gateaux so big you can live in it!

this thread shall forever be known as that time matty and maggie did a bunch of cocaine

[anemonene]

You're right, we can both do drinks! Forget someone else! We don't need someone else, someone else can find their own party to plan! [Maggie hovers by the powders for a moment, eying the orange one, but shakes her head and starts towards the pantry.] They like tofu, don't they? The vegetarians and the vegans and the other differently nutritional? We could serve sake! Or that one, that one, the- Soju! It even sounds like tofu! [She beams up at Matty and starts digging through the cache of bottles on the floor.]

Like the old woman in the shoe! I'll live in a gateaux. [None of these bottles look like they contain sake or soju or dessert wine, but then again she can't read any of the labels. Some of them don't even have labels, or maybe the labels are invisible to human eyes. She holds out a teal bottle to Matty.] This could be desserty!

"oh i'm sorry, did somebody get addicted to crack?"

[whythesparkles]

Yes this is a two man party, a two man effort and it will be the greatest party in the world! [Matty follows her to the pantry, shaking his arms, hoping to shake off some of the excess energy that makes him want to run up and down the halls. He claps his hands at Maggie's suggestion.] Wait, yeah! I can make a full East Asia menu for the veggies! Avocado sushi, tofu buldak, sweet treats...

You'll have so much chocolate you won't know what to do. [Matty takes the bottle off of her and opens the top. He pours a little onto his tongue and automatically says,] Eugh! It tastes like sick! But then the after taste is really good! What the hell!

[anemonene]

Give, give! [Her mittened hands wave at the bottle.] You might have an unrefined palate! Lots of wines taste like sick! To unrefined palates, that is.

[whythesparkles]

WHAT? My palate is extra refined! I have tried a lot of wines you know. [But he hands her the wine anyway and throws himself further into the pantry, lying on his stomach and kicking his legs as he looks for bottles.] This one has a polar bear on the label!

[anemonene]

[Maggie takes the wine and holds it a good distance away from her mouth to splash some in. It's a neat trick to those who don't know what happens if she puts her lips on the bottle. Or, more accurately, what happens to the next person who puts their lips on the bottle.

As Matty scrounges around, she winces, then gives a half-smile and nod.] Tastes okay after the sick's gone. Your palate might be ok-

A polar bear? Maybe it's from Earth! There can't be polar bears in space. Just think of it... All the icecaps are already gone. They'd just be floating around. That's cruel. Try it!

[whythesparkles]

What? Oh no! No, don't get sad! Don't think about that! [Matty spreads his hands out wide.] What if...there's a really cold planet. Like Neptune! Or Pluto! And it's really big and covered in ice caps. And all there is is polar bears! And penguins! And seals! And killer whales! And leopard seals! And gulls! And ice! And maybe some scientists!

[His does like that idea. He takes a swig of the polar bear bottle in triumph and immediately spits it back out.] IT BURNS.

[anemonene]

No! No orcas! They are terrible! And leopard seals are- [Maggie snatches the bottle from Matty and takes a drink. She is both very, very awake and very, very sleepy.] They're dicks. [she gives a small giggle]

OKAY! I need to synthesize some mistletoe and pine cones and cranberries and popcorn! And stuff for Hanukkah and Diwali! And... other holidays! We could do them all at one party!

[She reinspects the label on the bottle and frowns.]

Oh... It's bleeding. I hope scientists did save all the polar bears!

[whythesparkles]

Mistletoe!!! [His mind reels. Mistletoe!] Fuck the polar bears! We need a million yards of mistletoe. Cover the fucking ceiling!

How many holidays?? [How many holidays. How many holidays!] Seven. Let's do a seven holiday party!

[He looks at the label and in his addled, sped up mind, feels a little guilty.] Maybe some polar bears are not dead like this one is.

you are crackheads, children

[anemonene]

Then everyone will be making out the whole time! And that's- [Maggie makes a face and turns to look away from Matty] That's gross. Just a liiiiittle mistletoe! So it's special!

[She goes to the synthesizer and starts to make said mistletoe. With a giggle, she tosses a sprig at Matty.]

Don't talk anymore about dead polar bears! It's depressing!

[whythesparkles]

But then how will I receive the optimum number of kisses?

[He catches the sprig and immediately begins to attempt to fasten it to his hat.]

I will not. Okay! What else is there to talk about???

[anemonene]

You better w-watch it. You might catch herpes! [Maggie giggles and runs to jump on a chair to try to fasten the other sprig of mistletoe to the ceiling.]

Living polar bears! Narwhals! P-penguins! Leopard seals! Living arctic and antarctic animals who didn't- who haven't- who aren't b-bleeding on bottles! There's loads to talk about!

[whythesparkles]

Nooooooo!!!!! [No?] No! I will kiss only the cleanest ladies!

[Matty isn't sure what to do, so he paces back and forth.] And I will COOK. I will cook a million things! What should I cook first? I will start with, [he spins on the spot.] CAKES. Yes! I will begin with the most exquisite cakes in the world!

[With that he storms towards the pantry.]

LEOPARD SEALS ARE CREEPY, [he calls over his shoulder. How's that for a conversation?]

[anemonene]

Cakes! All the cakes!

[Leopard seals are creepy? She can't really argue with that and just shrugs in reply.]

Bake to break, my buddy!