His worst nightmare

[goldenglasses]

Who: Vash the Stampede
Broadcast: Nextwork, video
Action: Kitchen of SS Three Twins
When: Afternoon on the 10th

[There is a mess of protein smashed together in front of him on the table. When the video turns on there's a rather bedraggled and stressed out Vash. Dark circles under his eyes and the rare frown on his face.]

Please! For the love of everything pure in the world! TELL ME SOMEONE HERE KNOWS HOW TO MAKE DONUTS OUT OF THIS STUFF!

[Action for SS Three Twins]

[Vash will be trying to search down his crew mates after his short cry over the network. He has a question for each of them.]

So, apparently we need to pick a captain? You want the job? [Because he doesn't. He thinks he'd be bad at it, but he will if everyone else is adamant about not taking it.]

Comments

Voice

[wilder]

[He had done a double take, because at first glance wow looked similiar to Lloyd. But oh thank goodness- wasn't going to have to deal with that today.]

[Just...a loud crazed donut guy]

Uh...I don't think you can without an oven or way to fry them.

[Or flour. Or sugar. or eggs- or really anything that's not on these ships]

[video]

[parkinglotangel]

[Whoa dude, he knows this food situation is terrible but calm down]

No, but let me know if you figure it out. It's cruel to call it food.

permatext

[broroona]

Try wheat, cinnamon, chocolate, a bit of vanilla. The only solid should be the wheat. That might come close. Sugar would work best but I don't think we have it.

[And a couple minutes later:]

Have you tried it yet?

action-- you can ditch out on any of our other threads if you want, if there are too many!

[catamite]

[Nel is hanging out in the bunk... like he's been doing pretty much constantly since he's arrived!

and just the mention of the word 'captain' has his eyes getting wide]

...Captain?