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]

[Matty is on pink drink number he doesn't know anymore. And boy is it going well. There's flour on his hat and he's just stuffed puff pastry packages filled with nutella into the oven. He falls back against the cupboard opposite the oven, ostensibly to watch them cook.]

Ten minutes. Then we will see who is better than Jamie Oliver!

[onemagictrick]

[Issac is so inclined as to just watch. And drink. Drink and watch. He's been this ship's one man sous chef before and he is not going back. Still, this guy is an asshole who shares his profession. No way Matty's leaving this kitchen unscathed.]

You gotta tell me, where'd you get the idea of putting nutella inside puff pastry? I'd guess the back of a nutella jar, but you never know.

[whythesparkles]

No no! Nonononono. It is an old recipe my grandmother did when I was a baby. When I was just a little boy and I asked my mother, what will I be. No, no. Grandmother, grandmother...Yes. It is very simple, only two ingredients. Even an idiot can do it. Which is why I am showing you. [Matty holds out his arms, a smile of pure idiocy on his face.]

[onemagictrick]

[He stares at Matty for a few seconds, then takes the liberty of pouring him another drink. He'll be sure to scour the kitchen for all hangover remedy ingredients tonight.]

Consider me schooled. But, hey, for shits and giggles, why don't you show me what an advanced course looks like? [Issac leans forward, rubbing his thumb against the nail of his index finger.] If you don't mind.

[whythesparkles]

Yes! Yes, absolutely. [Matty marches over to the synthesiser.]

Hey! You! Cream! [The synthesiser helpfully vomits a stream of white, down its side and onto the floor. Matty stares at it, uncomprehendingly.] It's just going on the floor.

[onemagictrick]

[Pursing his lips, Issac just watches as Matty makes a mess of things. Taking a sip of his own drink and pulling the obligatory whiskey face, he cants his head to the side.]

Floor cream. Very advanced technique. Julia Child teach you that one?

[whythesparkles]

Do not speak her name! You are not [Matty presses his hands against the side of the synthesiser, trying to catch as much cream as he can.] Not worthy! Bowl! Bowl!

[The bowl appears as the cream stops. Matty stares at the empty bowl and the mess of cream on his hands and the machine.] What...what was I doing?

[onemagictrick]

No idea.

[Issac watches as Matty, well, starts yelling at himself and messing up his dish.] Do you want some help?

[whythesparkles]

[Matty stares at the bowl in a defeated sort of way, looking between it and Isaac with an expression of deep sadness.]

Can you...can you make me a grilled cheese? And make it all melty-cheesy?