[At this point he's probably so tragically used to people busting in through the doors and windows that he doesn't even react anymore... INSTEAD, he holds his plate out!!!]
Look! No, I mean-- taste!
[He has a fresh fork in his hand for Yato and everything, how considerate.]
[ He tastes suspiciously... and recoils dramatically, spoon in mouth. ]
What is this?! Where did all my love go?!
[ Struck with a thought, he dashes over to the kitchen for the nearest other thing he can put in his mouth. Let's say it's a bottle of hot sauce. He jabs a bunch into his mouth and then slams the bottle onto the counter. ]
It doesn't taste like anything! Damn you, Retrospec! Damn you to hell!!
[Goodbye again, Yato... After a second, Kashuu crouches down next to him on the floor, if only because it just feels too sad talking to a Yato puddle from several feet up.]
If someone could get fired over these things, don't you think it would have happened the first time some idiot decided to delete horses from existence? Which like, at this rate, I'm almost sure that's never gonna be fixed.
[Not that he minds if it means things like restoring blue and flavor get done more quickly BUT STILL, IT'S THE PRINCIPLE.]
[ Yato... pouts. And that's really all he can do about any of this. ]
Well, whatever. As long as this gets fixed eventually. I guess there's no point in any fancy cooking 'til then. Work's gonna get real easy over at the bar...
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[ so offended that his diction is going back in time ]
If that's how you feel I'll eat the whole pot by myself next time!!!!!
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wtf you can't do that!!!
it's my kitchen and a share of food is the payment!!
anyway that's not important right now
i mean your food literally is tasteless
like
it has zero taste
there is no taste to it at all
what did you do
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My special Nirvana Stew is so flavorful that it'll liberate you from karmic bondage
Are you sure your mouth isn't broken
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get over here and try this if you're so confident!
text -> action
[ five minutes later
bursts in through the door ]
I'm here!
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Look! No, I mean-- taste!
[He has a fresh fork in his hand for Yato and everything, how considerate.]
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What is this?! Where did all my love go?!
[ Struck with a thought, he dashes over to the kitchen for the nearest other thing he can put in his mouth. Let's say it's a bottle of hot sauce. He jabs a bunch into his mouth and then slams the bottle onto the counter. ]
It doesn't taste like anything! Damn you, Retrospec! Damn you to hell!!
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Hey— Hey!! Don't just go shoving things into your mouth like that!
[Helpfully, he'll go to pour a glass of water just in case the spice comes to kick Yato's ass even if there's no actual flavor to it.]
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I can't believe this. What am I supposed to do at work? What's the point of food now?! We might as well have booze and vitamins for dinner!
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[No, the worst idea ever came from whoever decided to STRIP TASTE FROM THEIR LIVES.]
We'll just-- I mean, it's probably some Retrospec thing again, right? As long as it's not just us... It'll probably go away like the fog, yeah?
[Unless... it's more like the chocobos... he thinks and doesn't say aloud because he doesn't want to curse them all.]
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I... I guess...
[ He slumps... and keeps slumping until he's lying on the floor. ]
This sucks. First colors, now this. How many mistakes does it take to get someone fired? My grandma could program better than this.
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If someone could get fired over these things, don't you think it would have happened the first time some idiot decided to delete horses from existence? Which like, at this rate, I'm almost sure that's never gonna be fixed.
[Not that he minds if it means things like restoring blue and flavor get done more quickly BUT STILL, IT'S THE PRINCIPLE.]
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[ Kashuu has a point, though... ]
I assume they don't have to live with this crap. Otherwise, they'd be fixing it way faster. There's no justice in the world.
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[HE, THE GRUDGING ASSHOLE HE IS, STILL REMEMBERS THAT TO THIS DAY.]
Also their logo, I guess.
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Well, whatever. As long as this gets fixed eventually. I guess there's no point in any fancy cooking 'til then. Work's gonna get real easy over at the bar...
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[The food industry workers will SUFFER... He can't even enjoy his free drinks now?!]
They better fix this asap! Like, what the hell, now we can't even enjoy their shady waffle house.