not a people-eater

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Characters: Molly and all the hungry people
Setting: Cafeteria, Lunch and Dinner and after Dinner in the freezer
Format: starting action, will match
Summary: Molly wonders about the meat on the menu
Warnings: Possibly eating people D8?

LUNCH
[Molly is staring at her meat pie]

[staring. at the meat.]

[the meat that could be people]

[loudly] Is there not people food here?!


DINNER
[then it's dinner, and there is more meat]

[and it's pork]

[Madeline had told her that people tasted like pork]

[yelling] WE ARE EATING PEOPLE!!!

AFTER DINNER
[Molly collected a team to go search through the freezers for where they must be storing the people they're eating!]

[or maybe find some ice cream]

[you in?]

[note: if you replied for Lunch or Dinner, feel free to also be in the Freezer party]

Comments

[thisclinchesit]

Okay, this should be easy enough - they let Madeline cook pancakes. We should be able to at least get access to the meat storage under the pretense of cooking our own food...

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[nodnodnod]

Where's that?

[thisclinchesit]

...somewhere in the back, I assume. Look for a big door, if this place operates like a proper cafeteria or a restaurant.

[Search-search-search~]

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

Sooo this way! [she points to the back of the kitchen]

[thisclinchesit]

Yes! [Shou leads the way, on the lookout for said freezer door, though attempting to look nonchalant.]

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

What do you think we'll find?

[thisclinchesit]

I'm betting on various non-people meat.

[At least, he hopes that's all that's in there. Much as Molly's pushed the topic, even he's starting to doubt himself.]

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

I wonder if they have ice cream too, I want some ice cream.

[thisclinchesit]

Guess we'll see if they have it...

[Ah, there's the door! Shoutarou steps up, and makes an attempt at opening the door.]

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

Can you get it open?

[thisclinchesit]

Yeah, shouldn't be too-- [He grunts, and with a final jerk of the handle, it opens.] There. [He smirks, then adjusts his vest a bit.] Must've been stuck.