ADVENTURE IS OUT THERE...

[pleasureislanders]

The first thing you notice upon gaining consciousness is the smell. The air smells musty and woody, like the back corner of some forgotten tourist trap. As you stir yourself awake, you find yourself in a wicker bed with a soft sheet draped over you. The room’s walls are wood-paneled, and a nearby desk displays a digital clock reading “9 AM”. A singular potted plant provides the barest amount of decoration--though, the exact plant species differs between rooms. A note written in flowing cursive has been taped to your door.

MEETING IN THE LOBBY AT NOON
- G ♥
As you make your way out of your room, you’ll find yourself on a balcony overlooking a octagonal lobby below. Various artifacts and trophies decorate the club from top to bottom, cluttering the walls and any available surface. From here, you can clearly see that the marble floor of the lobby is decorated to look like a compass. Descending the stairs will reveal that, in addition to the artifacts mounted on the walls, several plaques have been put up detailing the lives of those trapped here--including you.

If you peer out the windows, you’ll see a tropical island sprawled out before you, overgrown with palm trees and shrubs. If you peer far enough above the treeline, you might even be able to see the ocean. No matter how hard you try, the front door is sealed shut and the windows seem impossible to break.

You've got until noon 'til the meeting happens. For now...enjoy the club, if you can.

[ OOC: Welcome to the Adventurers Club! We're so excited to have you here. This is the intro log--feel free to mingle on this post to your hearts content. At 6 PM EST, we'll be introducing the host! If you have any questions, feel free to direct them to the mods. ]

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[kuzcospoison]

You're right, they so would, but I'd have to run it by the guy I'm making 'em for first. [Kronk, of course, will forget to do this.] But that also reminds me, I've got this great recipe for- ...oh. One second-

[He holds his breath and gives the frying pan a big shake, flipping both slices of back bacon into the air and quickly whipping out a plate so he can break their fall with two halves of an English muffin.]

Whew! Nailed it.

[prodigalhairess]

[Rapunzel, needless to say, is amazed.]

Whoa! How'd you do that? How long did you have to practice? Can you teach me how to do it????

[kuzcospoison]

Oh, it's no big deal, you pick tricks up like that in short order when you're a short order. ...chef, that is.

[He turns his attention back to the pot with the poached eggs, checking on their progress.] Looks like the eggs're getting there- so, tell you what! [He claps his hands together.] Once I've got this all plated up, I'll see if I can show you how to flip like a pro.

[prodigalhairess]

Oooh, a chef...

[Maybe this place won't be so bad. She's eager to get home, but at least the people here all seem so interesting.]

I'm pretty good with a frying pan, but I've never flipped like that before. But I promise I'll be the best student!

[kuzcospoison]

Well then, here’s hoping I can be the best teacher! [I mean, leading a scout troop is kinda like teaching, right? So he’s got experience, sort of.]

[Carefully ladling the poached eggs onto the plate and placing it on the counter by the sauce and seasonings, Kronk rubs his hands together in anticipation for the oncoming assembly- feeling that specific kind of accomplishment that for whatever reason is more powerful when you're in the final stretch of a project than when you're actually finished.] You’ve got the chives ready?

[prodigalhairess]

[She picks up the cutting board where she left the neatly cut chives with one hand, holding it out to Kronk while saluting with the other.]

Chives ready for application, sir!

[kuzcospoison]

Hey, thanks! I'll be taking those off your hands in a bit. [Now with everything at the ready, Kronk goes forth with the final assembly.]

[He twirls the salt and pepper shakers in his hands with a flourish before shaking both over the eggs in a figure-eight motion, along with a dash of paprika. Then, putting all three seasonings to the side, he liberally drizzles the dish with a thick sheet of yellow-gold sauce. To top it all off, he pinches a handful of chives, sprinkling them down on the plate from a moderate height so they fall just right... not too bunched together, not too spread apart... Oh yeah, it's all coming together.]

[prodigalhairess]

[Rapunzel likes to think she's a pretty okay cook. Nothing like the chefs and bakers who work in Corona's kitchens, of course, or anything like Attila, but she made good food! Gothel didn't even criticize her too much - she would always say her cooking was better, of course. Ugh. But that was usually the extent.

But this!! This didn't just smell good, it looked great, even during prep!]

So did you learn all of this after you became a chef? Or before? 'Cause wow, the staff at the castle back home would love to have someone who can do that sort of stuff during parties!