Eugene Woods (
survivalistcookbook) wrote in
driftfleet2016-09-27 10:31 pm
ii - action/video - open
Who: Eugene Woods
Broadcast: Video
Action: the Wonderduck
When: Tuesday Evening
[Eugene has been on a ship full of teenagers long enough - it's time he delivered on the promises to actually feed them adequately. Which is why he's now broadcasting from the galley, flour-speckled and far, far too pleased with himself. So pleased, in fact, that he'll just go ahead an monologue at the rest of the fleet.]
Some of you out there may have heard a saying, that there's no such thing as bad pizza. Now maybe you haven't heard this - say, for instance, if you come from a world that doesn't actually have pizza. But if you do, this is probably a pretty common truism. Whether you agree with it or not-? Well. That's a matter of taste.
[Pun fully intended, as the little curl of his lips and glint of his eye gives away. But he continues, because in space, there's no one to cue a laugh track.]
But in a hermetically-sealed tin can drifting through the cold vacuum of space, I think we can all agree that standards change. And in celebration of finally creating something that sort of, basically behaves like cheese . . .
[Camera pan to the oven, which he opens with a showman's flourish to reveal . . . a pizza! Basically. Sure, the cheese is a little more yellowish than usual, and the toppings are mostly diced canned meat product and mixed vegetable compound. But it's close enough for him to grin as he shuffles a hand into an oven mitt and withdraws his creation to rest on the stovetop.]
Voila. One down, and another five pies' worth of dough and cheese ready for the crews of the Wonderduck and Vanquish. Not exactly a New York slice, but hey, if anyone wants the next best thing this side of Alpha Centauri? Let's talk.
Broadcast: Video
Action: the Wonderduck
When: Tuesday Evening
[Eugene has been on a ship full of teenagers long enough - it's time he delivered on the promises to actually feed them adequately. Which is why he's now broadcasting from the galley, flour-speckled and far, far too pleased with himself. So pleased, in fact, that he'll just go ahead an monologue at the rest of the fleet.]
Some of you out there may have heard a saying, that there's no such thing as bad pizza. Now maybe you haven't heard this - say, for instance, if you come from a world that doesn't actually have pizza. But if you do, this is probably a pretty common truism. Whether you agree with it or not-? Well. That's a matter of taste.
[Pun fully intended, as the little curl of his lips and glint of his eye gives away. But he continues, because in space, there's no one to cue a laugh track.]
But in a hermetically-sealed tin can drifting through the cold vacuum of space, I think we can all agree that standards change. And in celebration of finally creating something that sort of, basically behaves like cheese . . .
[Camera pan to the oven, which he opens with a showman's flourish to reveal . . . a pizza! Basically. Sure, the cheese is a little more yellowish than usual, and the toppings are mostly diced canned meat product and mixed vegetable compound. But it's close enough for him to grin as he shuffles a hand into an oven mitt and withdraws his creation to rest on the stovetop.]
Voila. One down, and another five pies' worth of dough and cheese ready for the crews of the Wonderduck and Vanquish. Not exactly a New York slice, but hey, if anyone wants the next best thing this side of Alpha Centauri? Let's talk.

[Video]
Well, nice to see there are some home comforts in the fleet. Even if tomatoes aren't one of them.]
Hah, gotcha. Not the herb I'm looking for on this particular project. [He's not going to press it, even if he really, really wants to know if there's even a way to smoke inside of a spaceship.]
Did you want to try the pizza anyway? There's another traditional in the oven, and curry and satay pies on-deck.
[Video]
Never tried to put it on pizza...dunno how that'd work, really.
[She snickers.]
Sure. Gotta find my way over there, but I'm sure I can figure something out.
[Video]
Let me know when you're inbound for the Wonderduck, I'll come meet you in the cargo bay.
[Video] - > [Action]
[After she cons someone into flying her over, he'll get a text message a couple minutes before she comes tromping into the airlock.]
[Action]
Hey! [He swings up, offering his hand.] Eugene Woods.
[Action]
Yo. Chloe Price.
[Action]
[Action] I'm sorry, I thought I tagged this.
Uh. ...fuck. Six months? A little longer. You?
[Action] No problem! Super backtag-friendly here.
[Action]
I don't think I'll have to worry about it, at least. I'm stuck here for good.
[Action]
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