Sibling Rivalries: Chili Edition

[brave_heart_verity]

Flyers have been going up around the Forum and Commercial District for the last week or so. This morning,the lights in the VSW Meadhall came on. By noon, anyone getting close enough to an open door would know: chili's on!

Inside, everything's set up and waiting for the hungry and the curious: Clint's cooking in one corner, and Verity's in the other. Between them, tables are laid out with the necessities: bowls, plates, spoons, and plenty of napkins. There's beer and iced tea, some lovely tres leches cakes provided by the Nexus' favorite Japanese detective, and various toppings for the chili: bottles of sriracha and sweet Thai chili sauce, red pepper flakes, green onions and red, lime wedges, diced bell peppers and jalapeños, crumbled bacon, shredded cheddar cheese and sour cream. Cornbread and tortilla chips round things out.

Long tables with a mix of benches and chairs fill the hall on either side of the fire pits. One has board and card games stacked neatly at one end (they were neat when they were put out, at least). Another has two boxes, one wrapped in purple paper and one in pink, for depositing voting slips.

Poll #17301 1st Annual Chili Cook-Off

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 7

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Who gets your vote?

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Clint--Avengers Assemble!
3 (42.9%)

Truthfully? Verity.
4 (57.1%)

The fire pits are lit, the food is waiting, and there are games in want of players. What are you waiting for?
((There will doubtless be further Cupid-based shenanigans, but this weekend, it's all about the platonic relationships. Bromances, BFFs, and family ties rule the day! Let's celebrate! Threadhopping, tangents, games, and mischief are all encouraged. Just don't start a food fight or Verity will have to yell.))

Comments

[shoulda_toined]

(Let's call it the Dimension of Comedy Props.)

I wouldn't know. Where I come from, all da folk are Toons.

(Light sigh.)

And I haven't been back in such a while dat I'm missin' em all.

[brave_heart_verity]

That works.

Ah, now that's an unfortunately familiar refrain. "I'm sorry to hear that. There are people here who are very good at helping people get home. One of them's around here somewhere. I could introduce you if you'd like?"

[shoulda_toined]

Nah, don't bothah. Da Rule 'a Funny says I only get ta go home when da Ending Cue Card comes up, and we ain't got no Porky ta announce it fer us.

(Aside glance at the Fourth Wall. He endures these shenanigans for YOU, audience. You better appreciate them.)

[brave_heart_verity]

"Oh... okay..." She's very confused right now.

Literalism doesn't do well versus Looney Tunes.

[shoulda_toined]

Don't worry about it! Cartoon Humah. I'm required ta make soitain jokes as per my contract.

(Present: Bugs' "Contract". It's full of incomprehensible legalese, dodgy but real-ish Latin, and Pig Latin.)

[brave_heart_verity]

He might not want to let her read that. It might be considered a crime against humanity, given her curse.

"That's... that doesn't make any sense."

[shoulda_toined]

Long story short, I gotta be funny.

(Beat.)

Comedy is Serious Business.

(And yes, she can hear the Capital Letters in there. Somehow.)

[brave_heart_verity]

"I'm sorry to hear that." She's going to stop trying to figure out what he might have signed. Dealing with Mephisto would be easier.

"But you're, um, not working right now?"

[shoulda_toined]

Of course I'm working! I'm a natural performah. But I try not ta repeat jokes, and I already did da "literally fire-hot chili" gag.

[brave_heart_verity]

"So that's what that was..." It's not always easy to get a clear line of sight in this place.

"Well. I hope you're enjoying yourself?"

[shoulda_toined]

I'd be having more fun if I had a straight man and/or a comedic foil ta play off of.

(Tilts head at.)

You wouldn't happen ta know any 'a dose, would ya?

[brave_heart_verity]

Not her, obviously. But...

"Colonel Hughes likes dad jokes."

(Sorry, boss.)

[shoulda_toined]

(Thinks about it for a moment.)

I think I might be able ta work wid dat.

Mind introducing me ta dis Kernel?

[brave_heart_verity]

"He's over at the dessert table. He's the tall man in the blue uniform. Ask him about his family, he'll talk to just about anyone about his family."

It's not that she's trying to get rid of Bugs now, but... okay, yeah, she is. The cursed literalist can't handle cartoons.

[shoulda_toined]

(Bugs can read the narrative between the lines. He tips an imaginary hat at her, using his carrot.)

Thanks, toots. I'll be sure ta chat him up sometime.

(And off he goes.)