Post by junko ୧( ॑ധ ॑)୨ on Aug 22, 2016 14:57:13 GMT
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Cooking Mama
+ Description: The Cooking Club wants to hold a big bake sale to help fund raise some of the many clubs' activities but they're lacking in numbers. They're never going to make enough pastries and goodies with so few helping hands, especially with the ones they do make disappearing so suddenly. They have no idea where their baked goods are going but they keep making new ones only to have them stolen. In a last attempt at having their bake sale the members of the cooking club hav been going around trying to get volunteers to help them bake a big batch of snacks so they can hold their bake sale.
+ Lend a helping hand, the least you can do is try: +2 Guardians, +1 Faberge, -1 Roost
+ Take them up on their offer and show them all up!: -1 Guardians, +2 Faberge
+ Cooking's not really your thing but you wouldn't mind buying a few snacks to help out: -1 Faberge, +2 Roost
+ This definitely isn't your area but maybe you can help out and advertise their sale!: +2 Faberge, -2 Roost
+ Something's not right...where are all the snacks going?: -1 Guardians, +1 Faberge, +2 Roost
Requirements: Minimum 2 particpants, tag an X-mod if doing 'Something's not right...where are all the snacks going?'
Submitted by kingmochi
The second year sat behind the large table with a dull look on her face, she eyed the sweets and baked goods that speckled the table in front of her with a huff. They had a decent amount here, most of it a product of her own stress relief but it wasn't doing them much good. They had a few customers here and there, but nothing that could knock their socks off. At this rate there was no way they'd get the funds they were looking for. The club's members weren't much help, many of them not showing up due to various...distressing reasons among others. Cooking Club was her only outlet right now so she was baking like a mad man but there were only so many cupcakes and strudels a girl could make in a day.
She wondered if maybe what she was making wasn't flashy enough, staring a plate of doughnuts down as if she watched them long enough they'd get up and start doing tricks. She wasn't so lucky.
She wished her vice president was here, he'd have had some sort of encouragement for her or some clever scheme that might turn the bake sale around. But he wasn't here. It was just her, her and some lazy doughnuts who refused to do anything exciting.
"Why'd I even make doughnuts?"
Nakahara Miyu