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House 1464	Speed Dial
N/A aaaaaaaaall byyyyyyyyyy myseeeeeeeeeeeelf

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Cool.

[wait for Thorfinn to do something because he has no idea where to start]

[yeah, ok. he's gonna take the cleaver and whack at the neck until the head comes off \o/ ps that's blood right there]

[holy shit this is gruesome as hell]

[just sort of hovering excitedly, watching]

Jesus christ -- waah, gusher --

[yes you do that, he's going to start making a long cut across this belly and pulling the hide off, to show off the tender belly.]

. . .

Hey, how does that "oven" work.

Eh? Ya ain't cooked nothin' in one before? It ain't hard.

[whoah gross what the fuck]

Want me ta turn it on?

Mm. [sliiiccccceeee] Get it ready, I'm taking the meat out.

Huh? You're gonna throw a alligator inta the oven?!

She bitched when I made a fire!

Who?

[he's making his was over to the kitchen now, staring at the dial on the oven and wondering what the fuck pre-heat setting alligator gets]

That. . . [what's her name.] The woman, you know the one.

Huh?

[have a distracted vacant stare]

[slowly sets it to... 350...?]

[ANGRY CHOPPING NOISES] Like I remember her name! The woman who lives here!

Danvers? Why d'ya care if Danvers shits herself? I just ignore her when she bitches about the house. Ain't like it's ours.

[makes his way back to the angry chopping noises those sound cool]

She's fuckin' loud as hell. [and anyway, he sort of wanted to see what the big deal about an oven was.

ps, he's sure taking out organs and also bones and shit, this carpet is going to be the worst mess when he's done with it.]

Ya tune it out after a while...

[OH MY GOD SO GROSS]

[IS OF COURSE FASCINATED]

Don't forget I get the jaws!

I'm gonna lose my ears before that happens.

[waves his knife haphazardly before going back to deboning one of the arms] Ahh, whatever. The flesh will rot, you'd only be able to keep the bones.

That's what I want, dumbass.

[maybe he should help]

D'ya gotta take the scales off? Like a fish?

You want a rotting "gator" head?

[nah, he's got this. talking while he's moving his hands,] Not now. It'll protect the meat from getting burned, when it's still on.

It'll keep it from cookin' all the way through too though won't it.

[Badou does not know a whole lot about gator cooking]

An' yeah I want the head. It's cool as hell.

Leave it on long enough 'n the heat'll still reach there. [thorfinn doesn't actually know too much either but it must be similar?? to everything else he's cooked???]

's not gonna stay like that.

I know, it's gonna be a cool skull with jaws an' stuff. I'll leave it outside for a while or somethin' so I don't get maggots in my room.

[picks up a knife, pokes it unhelpfully]

[inspecting the head. . . . .]

Fine, I'm taking this though. [and! proceeding to de-jaw-meatify the head.]

Haha, sick.

[this is the grossest thing ever]

[and the coolest Thorfinn is so cool]

[ok gonna set it to the side and finish de-boning and also taking out the guts

when he's done, he's gonna pick it up as is—like the skin is a bowl, container of sorts.] Where's the 'oven'?

Kitchen.

[beats him there, what with not carrying the corpse of an alligator, and yanks it open]

[peers inside at it]

Is it really gonna fit...

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karlsefni - 2013-09-28 00:47 (UTC) - Expand

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