ITP: A Terrible Pun
[In the Mess Hall, there is a young man with an open laptop sitting at one of the benches. Surrounding him on all sides are plates and trays filled with fresh baked cookies. Chocolate chip, jam thumbprint, and kinds perfect for dipping in tea. Baked goods of all kinds! How could such a wondrous thing have happened?]
This was not the result I expected when I clicked 'Enable Cookies'.
[He seems displeased but resigned to his oven-fresh fate.]
((OOC: In the midst of all of the new intros, here's an intro from last round, sob. All warnings still apply. My internet is patchy so there will be periods of slow tagging, but I will do my best /o/))
ETA: And then I had a morning class, even though my internet is finally fully functional. Picking up and old and new tags tomorrow. Thanks for playing~!
This was not the result I expected when I clicked 'Enable Cookies'.
[He seems displeased but resigned to his oven-fresh fate.]
((OOC: In the midst of all of the new intros, here's an intro from last round, sob. All warnings still apply. My internet is patchy so there will be periods of slow tagging, but I will do my best /o/))
ETA: And then I had a morning class, even though my internet is finally fully functional. Picking up and old and new tags tomorrow. Thanks for playing~!