Caesar Zeppeli (
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Who: Caesar Zeppeli and u! Also Joseph Joestar's birthday party and u! MULTIPURPOSE
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: Caprine! Because this mess is not happening on his ship.
When: Wednesday, September 23; Sunday, September 27.
video } wednesday, september 23
Someone needs to explain fried chicken to me.
[. . . no, that appears to be the lead-in to this video. Caesar looks a little offended, and he kind of is; this has actually been explained to him, but there are, in his opinion, a hundred better things you could do with a chicken than fry it. Sacrilegious. No one ever take him to an Olive Garden.]
It seems like a good way to dry the chicken out if you're not careful. And frying is so unhealthy. [Why not dunk it in alfredo sauce instead.]
Also, what the hell is coleslaw.
Also, I do need help with some baking. A cake.
[What was the other thing. Oh, yes.]
Joseph Joestar's birthday is this Sunday. He's been forbidden from talking about it, so I encourage everyone to talk to him about it as much as possible.
[What a good friend.]
action } sunday, september 27
[On Sunday, because he is a good friend, an absolute shit-ton of food appears; because he holds the sanctity and cleanliness of his ship to be pretty sacred, it appears in the Caprine's cargo bay. Decorations are hit-or-miss, in part because that's not really his strong suit and in part because he's pretty sure Joseph won't actually care. There's food.]
[Although there are other things too, past the small mountain of non-nutritional-paste foodstuffs. Music, for one thing, although it's a strange mishmash of things that sounded familiar to a 1930s ear, things that didn't totally offend him, and things that other people contributed. About halfway through the afternoon, something roughly analogous to hip-hop crackles across the speakers, startling everyone, if by everyone you mean probably just Caesar.]
[It's a party, y'all. Have fun. Don't let Joseph eat all the fried chicken.]
( ooc; OBVIOUSLY THIS POST WAS SUPPOSED TO GO UP SOONER, but due to Reasons it did not. if you don't mind, please keep birthday mingle stuff under the toplevel i put up for it - otherwise go nuts and have fun! ♥ )
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: Caprine! Because this mess is not happening on his ship.
When: Wednesday, September 23; Sunday, September 27.
video } wednesday, september 23
Someone needs to explain fried chicken to me.
[. . . no, that appears to be the lead-in to this video. Caesar looks a little offended, and he kind of is; this has actually been explained to him, but there are, in his opinion, a hundred better things you could do with a chicken than fry it. Sacrilegious. No one ever take him to an Olive Garden.]
It seems like a good way to dry the chicken out if you're not careful. And frying is so unhealthy. [Why not dunk it in alfredo sauce instead.]
Also, what the hell is coleslaw.
Also, I do need help with some baking. A cake.
[What was the other thing. Oh, yes.]
Joseph Joestar's birthday is this Sunday. He's been forbidden from talking about it, so I encourage everyone to talk to him about it as much as possible.
[What a good friend.]
action } sunday, september 27
[On Sunday, because he is a good friend, an absolute shit-ton of food appears; because he holds the sanctity and cleanliness of his ship to be pretty sacred, it appears in the Caprine's cargo bay. Decorations are hit-or-miss, in part because that's not really his strong suit and in part because he's pretty sure Joseph won't actually care. There's food.]
[Although there are other things too, past the small mountain of non-nutritional-paste foodstuffs. Music, for one thing, although it's a strange mishmash of things that sounded familiar to a 1930s ear, things that didn't totally offend him, and things that other people contributed. About halfway through the afternoon, something roughly analogous to hip-hop crackles across the speakers, startling everyone, if by everyone you mean probably just Caesar.]
[It's a party, y'all. Have fun. Don't let Joseph eat all the fried chicken.]
( ooc; OBVIOUSLY THIS POST WAS SUPPOSED TO GO UP SOONER, but due to Reasons it did not. if you don't mind, please keep birthday mingle stuff under the toplevel i put up for it - otherwise go nuts and have fun! ♥ )
video.
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. . . I'm also not completely sure that what I got on the moon are actually chicken eggs.
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[The eggs are another story.]
Where did the eggs come from?
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[The real tragedy here is that Caesar doesn't know the word "shady". Or the phrase "show me the receipts".]
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[Then why did you buy them. 8|]
Well, I guess you could try cooking one and see how it tastes. That should tell you if they're any good.
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All right. I haven't actually encountered any food that explodes when subjected to heat. There was seaweed wine, though.
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That doesn't sound like it would be a good pairing with cake.
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Don't worry, I didn't bring any with me. It was terrible.
The liquor was passable, for some reason.
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[And he sort of just started talking without a proper introduction, didn't he.]
My name's Souji Seta.
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[Don't make him feel like more of an adult man he does that to himself without even meaning to.]
I'm not putting alcohol in the cake because Jojo is an idiot, and he doesn't need any cause to be more of an idiot. Some chemical anomaly would happen and the alcohol wouldn't bake out, and he'd get drunk and very cheerfully break a table. And then crash the ship.
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[He smiles politely and does his best to reign in the deer-in-the-headlights look he feels overtaking his expression at the description of this Jojo person. What kind of name is Jojo anyway? It sounds like a child's nickname. And a child shouldn't be drinking or piloting a ship.
Maybe a topic change is in order.]
You know, if those eggs don't work out, there are some other things you can substitute instead.
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See, this is why I need input. I don't bake, I cook. What substitutes?
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[He shrugs. Somehow he just knows this stuff
thank u cook augment.]There are a lot of options, actually. Eggs mostly act as a leavening agent, so they make the cake fluffy. But you can substitute fruit, like bananas or applesauce, yogurt, potato starch or soy flour. Even just vinegar and baking powder will do the trick.
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Probably not fruit. Maybe yogurt. [Like goat yogurt? Is that a thing?]
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Well, I hope the eggs work out. That would be the easiest solution, since you already have them.
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[He is pretty sure he doesn't need the help at this point, but he's also pretty sure that Souji is wound so tight he's about to pop a blood vessel, so. Maybe breaking some weird alien eggs will help. Who the fuck knows.]
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[There is no lie here. 8|]
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I just woke up here a couple of hours ago.
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[Somebody does not get an option at this point.]
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[He's not actually going to argue, believe it or not.]
Can you tell where I am? [He picks up the camera and slowly sweeps it around to show his location.]
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[And true to his word, Souji parks himself and waits for Caesar to arrive.]
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