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ship log 003 [video/action for the kitchen]
[So, uh. This cooking thing.
But do you see that? The view's a little shaky at first, because he's still getting the hang of this technology thing, but there, for your viewing delight, Wonderland, is a microwave.
Well.
It used to be a microwave.
What it is now is more a column of smoke and melted plastic and burnt things, with the coppery shine of burnt tinfoil.
Oh, and the door's off to one side, and it shouldn't be twisted like that.
And yes, he actually read the instructions. And no, they didn't make a damn bit of sense.]
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm fairly sure that's not what it's supposed to do when it's done.
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He shifts in his seat, as he has to think about the question a moment. Being dead a year has had the effect of throwing off time for him.] 1747. Or 48. One or the other. I can't actually be sure.
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[ Lily crosses the refrigerator and opens it, checking the contents herself. ]
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And even still, the idea of storing, as she put it, perishables, is even more hilarious.]
It's clear you've never been aboard a ship. A real ship, if they even still exist in your when, given all of this. [He gestures around the kitchen for emphasis.] If ye need all that for such...Honestly, it all seems rather silly. Most of it keeps just fine for a time without all of that nonsense.
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[ And she's pulling the cinnamon rolls out of the oven before setting them to cool.]
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Sounds to me, lass, that this future of yours be a soft, horrible place to live. What merit is there, then, when the work is taken out of everything?
[Says the man who's in a business where no one really likes to work, which is why pirate crews are so large, but trifles.
But then, there's food, and at first his stomach clenches against his will, before he can will it to relax.]
Smells odd, lass, so it does