Mac and Cheese Fiends

Summary:
January 28 2015: There's a limbo demon on the loose in TC while Misfit cooks

Titans Castle

The Titan's Castle is… well it's a castle. But less drafty and more comfy.


Characters

NPCs

  • K'nert
  • Demon Dog

Mood Music:
[* None]


There is… a… thing… loose in the titan's castle. It's a demon actually and it looks kind of like a very large skinned dog. Very. Large. And it's a bit pannicked or angry or… it's kind of hard to say. It certainly is moving a lot. Bouncing through the hallways at a full sprint, knocking over absolutely everything that gets in it's way. It hasn't broken anything expensive just yet, thankfully but… it has made rather a mess.

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With Lady B traveling so much Misfit has been spending more time in the Castle than she has at the farm house. Just lonely. Right now Charlie is in the kitchen, her gloves and cowl over on the dining room table as she works on making the devil's own Mac and Cheese and Hot Dogs. She has in earbuds and is rocking along to her iPod not having seen the random monster in the Castle yet.

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In the wake, but not QUITE aware of the progenitor of the disarray in the Castle is a pointy-eared young woman who is busy attempting to clean up the mess. She's smiling a bit, which to folks in the know is a clear warning sign that she's getting pissed off. With an impossibly wide grin she picks up a vase and sets it carefully upright in a corner, then dusts the table-top where it was residing before it was knocked over, leaving it a bit sparkly.

Jay tugs on the rug some to straighten it, and pulls out a pair of tweezers, withdrawing a piece of canine claw.

"Garyou'dbetternotbemakingamessbecausethatincurspenaltiesan'I'llcollecton'em!"

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The demon-thing runs at the sound of the voice which causes more scrabbling, muted thumping and finally the shatterd-glass-tinkling sound of something fragile hitting the floor and not quiiiiite making the journey as well as could be hoped. The sounded is headed right for the kitchen.

About this time an Ice Nerd pulls up to the castle with a neat little heat sink/cold sump he's worked up in the labs and wanted to show off. Perfect for climate control kind of stuff. He wanted to get some outside opinions on them before… Wait… what's that sound in there.

Knock. Knock.

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Charlie has the tip of her tongue poked out the corner of her mouth now concentrating as she adds a fifth type of cheese into the pot full of noodles, some heavy cream, bacon, bread crumbs, jalepenos bits, and hot dogs! She spreads her arms while the cheese melts then starts stirring o/~Let it go, let it go…..Can't hold it back anymore….Let it go, let it go…Turn away and slam the door!o/~ she can actually sing pretty all right. Though the scene is pretty ridiculous with her costume mostly on in front of a stove.

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The cleaner gets the one room at least tidied — still needs a lot of work to meet her exacting standards — when there's a knock at the door. This precipitates a few moments of doubt as she attempts to page someone to get the door — she's not the door person, she's the custodial help!

And then the door is open and there's an elfin girl standing there with the most godawfully terrifying smile the likes of which would put any serial killer or horror villains to shame.

"HI! WhoareyouareyousupposedtobehereandcanIaskwhoyou'reheretotalkto?"

She hovers a couple of inches above the floor as slitted eyes peer at the guest.

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Bobby raises his hand up. New Member? "Hey there. Are you a Titan? I'm Bobby from X-Red… er… could you slow down a little?" There's more clattering inside and the heavy thud of a bookshelf being knocked over. In the kitchen the skinned dog thing skitters around the corner and bolts into the room making right for Misfit…

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The singing continues o/~ I don't care… What they're going to say… Let the storm rage on, …The cold never bothered me anyway! o/~ and Charlie turns to grab her water bottle and spots the overly large charging skinned dog thing coming right at her. Her eyes go very big and wide O_o and she disappears in a flash of pink and purple smoke at the last possible moment >pinkurple> reappearing by the table and grabbing her cowl and pulling it and her goggles on. Head gear!

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"Hi. I'm Jay Donohue. I'm here cleaning the Castle! Sure I'll slow down since you asked so nicely!"

And then the heavy thud of a bookshelf and the continuing rampage pushes the Smiley Dewm up to eight.

"GAR! THAT BETTER NOT BE YOU!"

Since the castle defenses didn't 'bite' Bobby from Xred, he must be okay! Right? Right!

"Come on in don't mind the clutter I was just getting things tidied up and SOMETHING or SOMEONE is making more of a mess."

Her tone seems to indicate great pain in the future for the culprit, though that smile isn't diminishing.

"Let's see who's doing this!"

And with that she sort of hovers along following the swath of destruction, wicked smile in place still.

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Bobby follows also, the little mini aircon/climate control device still in his hands. He can hear… whimpering in the kitchen? And kind of growling? Odd. He doesn't particularly remember the Titans having pets. When he turns the corner to see Nyx on top of the table and a large skinned dog now hiding under it, he can't help but blow out a sigh. One of Illyana's demons got loose. Good thing this one hasn't eaten anyone.

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Misfit is looking alarmed around the kitchen, pulling on her gloves. She looks over at Jay and Bobby as the yappear in the door. "Where did it go!?" she didn't get the best look, it did look somewhat familiar though.

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"You're a very, very, very bad dog! Did you make the mess in here? Did you?!"

That smile? Yep, cranked to ten now, as Jay picks up a broom from the broom closet and advances on the dog like a pikeman with weapon in hand.

"You know what happens to bad dogs that make messes in the house??"

Is she really going to beat on the dog?

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The demon backs. it's scared. And it starts to growl, drooling as it does. Said drool leaves little pits in the floor. Apparently it's acidic.

"Guys, that's… ugh. I know where that thing goes. Just don't spook it and let me send a text…" As Bobby is typing though the demon looks ready to bolt again.

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Charlie pivots around hearing growling under her. She turns to Jay and then winces at the smile "Woah" she mutters and looks for the dog. "I think it was that thing from the hell in hill." pause "Hill in Hell." she sighs and bounces again >pinkurple> appearing by Jay and Bobby.

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The smiling woman makes her way to the door that is the escape route from the room and brandishes the broom menacingly. She's glad, though, that it isn't Gar, because that would be a very complicated and uncomfortable discussion. Vigil is maintained on the exit to the room, broom spinning every so often to indicate that there is no exit.

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The demon backs itself into a corner and before it can do anything rash Bobby fences it off with an ice wall. That gets the thing's attention and it starts to growl and claw at the ice moments before K'nert hops into the room and hisses at it. There's a growled exchange before K'nert looks ovar at Bobby, then the creepy looking Jay, and jumps on down to where the dog-demon is to go back to where they belong.

"Yeah, those are from Limbo." Bobby confirms.

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Misfit ugns "That place sucks rocks…" oh yes, Charlie is not shy about her opinion of that hell dimensions which tried to get into her skin. "Also … is K'nert going to take it away…. I did not order one of those…."

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Once the wall is up, Jay starts cleaning in the kitchen, almost delaminating the floor and the counter in addition to the spots where the acid drool fell to get them clean. Not quite smoke rising from the work, but it is very sparkly where she gets done. "Who do I send the additional cleaning supply bill to?"

Because that's not something the Titans should have to pay for, it's not their fault someone else's pet got loose in their Castle!

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"Apparently." Bobby nods to K'nert who hisses and then vanishes into a stepping disk along with the dog-thing. "Whew… okay. So that was… unexpected. Everyone okay?"

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Charlie pops over to the stove and frantically stirs "oh thank goodness… it didn't burn…." right that is what Misfit is worried about. Her devil's own Mac and Cheese she labored over. "I think the bill goes to Illyana Rasputina, Ruler of Limbo." she is ever so helpful there. "Creepy demons…' a mutter.

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Jay glances over at Bobby from Xred, then Charlie from Titans.

"Do you have a mailing address for her?"

The under-table area is pretty much cleared up now, though there will be some pocking that she can't clean with what she has available.

"And do you need me for anything else or can I get back to what I'm supposed to be doing?"

That creeptastic smile has come down from the Jokeresquian tiers to a still creepy but not nearly as large smile.

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Bobby sighs internally. "Just give me the bill. I'll take it back to Berto." Better this gets handled by X-Red than by Illyana herself. There's a significant chance if the latter happens of the response being… slightly less than favorable.

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Misfit keeps stirring "You guys want some of my special Mac and Cheese… it is really amazing if I do say so myself…" she grins and then ohs at Jay "If you dont want the food I guess not?"

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The pointy-haired girl takes out a notebook and a pen and stares at Bobby intently as he offers to take the bill, and then she glances over at Misfit. "Is that the dinner for tonight?" She stops cleaning and waits for an answer.

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Boobby has nooooo idea what the Titans do for dinner. Mac and cheese seems about their speed though for a home cooked meal. Instead of answering though he goes over to break up the ice wall he put up. Ice constructs don't just go away ,sadly.

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Misfit looks at the really big pot of noodles meat and cheese "Well I planned to feed everyone who wanted some… that or get real fast all by myself… so yeah….dinner!" she declares with a bright smile.

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Jay sets down the broom carefully in a corner, and hovers over to the table and waits for the culinary delight to be heaped upon a plate. If there is one plus to eating with the Titans, the meals are so different each night. She glances over to Bobby and Charlie. "So why are you here, Bobby from Xred?"

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"Why am I- Oh!" Bobby had forgotten what with Limbo demon and calling for a K'nert. "I brought over something we made in the lab to show off, wanted to get your opinion on it." He sets a small cylender on the table and fiddles with a few controls. In a minute the air in the room is a comfortable seventy six degrees exactly, and precisely ten percent humidity. "Climate control using heat and cooling tech to manage air moisture. Also a really precise portable aircon."

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Misfit gets down three big bowls and laddles out lots of Mac and Cheese into all three. It is a creation. It may give you a heart attack what with the hot dogs, bacon, heavy cream, and five kinds of cheese though. She carries them over to the table and plops down once more. "So your one of the X-ers.. I'm told we are like friend teams or something… and that is pretty neat. I'm Misfit." she and Bobby missed at the holiday party.^t

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Jay watches the device intently, then shrugs a bit. Temperature usually doesn't get to her all that much, so it's not that big of a thing about her… except for one thing…

"How do you clean it?"

She waits for the cardiac arrest in a bowl, and eats it with gusto, not seeming the least bit concerned about artery hardening or the like. This is the promised dinner, and she is going to eat it. It is all good. Deal is back on track despite the effort of demon dogs.

"Jay Donohue, Master Custodian."

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Bobby takes the cheese goodness with a blink and then tries it. "Oh wow…" Misfit is a pretty good cook. "You're gonna need to give me this recipe… and yeah I'm X-Red. Berto knows Gar pretty and they work well together. And you people seem pretty good and pretty nice so it's all good so far as I'm concenred."

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Okay Misfit at that grins a very broad grin "I dunno about recipe.. but you are welcome to come back when I decide to cook it again right. This is a secret recipe.. many bothans died for it after all." she takes a big bite herself.

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The elfin girl eats heartily, but only the food that she is given… she doesn't dish up any helpings for herself, and she washes this particular meal down with water. After a whirlwind of consumption wherein three hefty bowls are drained in a matter of moments, she straightens up politely, takes her dish to the sink and washes it until it sparkles, and leaves it on the rack to dry.

"I need to get back to cleaning, that dog-thing was very, very bad and messed up the Castle, and I need to fix that. Nice to meet you Bobby from Xred!"

She waves a bit as she goes back to her duties.

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That leaves… just Bobby and Misfit. Bobby is, to be fair, in aged dairy heaven right now. Delicious, delicious cheesy goodness. "I'll do that. Should have a cookoff at some point. Red versus Titans. Just for fun. This'd be a serious contender."

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Charlie grins even more, savoring her bacon infested mac and cheese, then a hot dog. "Well.. I use those cheesy hot dogs… because more cheese is never a bad choice." she admits then laughs "So…. X-Red.. your the snowy ice guy right?"

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"Iceman yeah. But you can call me Bobby. Not like it's a secret or anything. All right there up on the web page." The physicist grins as he munches macaroni. "And you?"

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Misfit laughs "My cheese must have whammied you.. I said my name is Misfit.. I wasn't insulting myself or nothing… it is my call name sign thing." says the girl in the batgirl but quirked at an odd twist outfit. She moves her goggles up out of her eyes now.

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"Oh, so you did. Sorry." Bobby nods, peering over at the outfit. "Nice threads by the way." Bobby doesn't wear his often, but he does have it. Its subdued, much like Iceman himself. "So you're a teleporter eh? Mutant or magic or…?"

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Misfit shrugs "I live in Gotham.. it kinda goes with the terriroty really… batwing made it for me .. you should see the gadgets in the belt." she grins broadly "I bounce…. Magic I'm told.. chaos flavored really. I met your team mate in limbo.. nasty place."

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"Can be, but it's worse when she's not in charge, or so I'm told." Bobby says in Illyana's defense. "And she keeps a handle on it pretty well. The place is… well, it is what it is. And it's her home so don't be too down on it around her."

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Misfit nods "Oh she seemed nice enough.. her home just tried to crawl into my body and do things to me so.. eeeh" she shrugs "Not a safe place at all." she finishes off her cheese goodness. "So yay her.. just not going to visit again if I can help it." a smile.

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"Oh, Limbo…" Bobby shrugs. "Safe enough for short stints. I've been there a few times. Honestly you need to worry more about the demons if you're not going to hang around long term. But hey, it doesn't come up much and we'll make sure to note that you don't like it."

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Misfit nods "Eh I think it was the magic I dont even really know how to use yet, made it worse or something." she smiles "Glad you like the food. I'm not sure any of the others are in but me and Jay though..and she is … jay… you saw."

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"I did. New recruit or…?" Bobby hasn't met Jay. He can generally be thankful for that because Jay is a rather terrifying handful.

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That question actually makes her pause "You know.. I don't think so.. I mean she cleans.. and is scary but she doesn't fight crime or nothing. I think she has a deal with the team for cleaning?" Misfit shrugs a bit helplessly

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"Innnnteresting." Bobby says. Really what more can he say. They have a cleaning elf. That they feed. They also have a purple cat and a green cat and Misfit and two mages. So… yeah. Odd team is odd. But good people.

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Misfit nods "I know right!?" she shakes her head "Gar and Jay won't even talk about what she is being paid. Though she does seem to really be anal about dinner so I think that may be part of whatever deal it is." she eyes the pot then gets to her feet for seconds. "Want more?"

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"Maybe she's actually fae or something. They get all squirrly about deals, I hear. And sure. I'd love some." Bobby holds the bowl out for more because yes. Gooey cheese goodness is good.

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Charlie bounces, dropping off her bowl, snagging your bowl, then bounces back >piinkurple>. "Glad you like it.. and I guess maybe.. I mean she looks like a elf and all so I guess. Everyone calls elfs Aelfs or something though.. but I may be hanging around to much Asgardian on that one."

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"You get a lot of that? I know there are a few about." But Bobby hasn't run into any of them personally yet. Not that he wants to. He saw Loki and Hulk go at it from a distance and that was quite enough.

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There is an amused laugh "Well yeah.. I guess… I mean I hang out with the Titans and work for the big Oracle and the Bats. I am pretty sure that is like a kharmic promise I live a very awesome but wierd life you know." Misfit grins "I am learning magic from Fenris, the Ur-Wolf…. I figured that was better than my friend who picked magic lessons from Loki.. safer." … safer she says.

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"Uh…" Bobby's not really met either though Loki has a reputation… "I guess. Good luck, anyway. That sounds… rather hectic." He tucks into the food once more. "I have enough to do just keeping up with X-Red."

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Misfit shrugs a bit "Well.. I mean I need to learn you know… and I've found sleeping all day and drinking a lot of caffiene if the best bet. Mostly. Not having commute time does make things easier."

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"I suppose." Bobby chuckles. "Still sounds like a lot, so best of luck to you." He really does wish her luck. Sounds like she'll need it.

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Charlie smiles amused "Maybe it is a Gotham thing… most of us work deep into the night beating up criminals for a living… well not that it pays really. Room and board."

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"Or results in less crime from what I can tell." That's always kind of bothered Bobby, from a supply and demand standpoint. I mean, where do they all come from?

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Misfit slumps from eating Mac and Cheese "I know right!?" she just shakes her head "Well ok I have some theories on that… well ok I don't but Im stealing some theories. I think the city is like super cursed.."

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"Could be or it could be something makes criminals faster than you can put them away. I mean it doesn't help that you basically can't trust the police." That tends to by symptomatic rather than anything else though, Bobby knows.

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Misfit "Like a curse…" she did say that she thinks "Seriously magic.. woooo" she grins then and rolls to her feet snagging the bowls for the dishwaher, not about to leave dirty dishes around with Jay.


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