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Draw or write about your Kukuri trying out a weird recipe (using things like Eye of Newt, Pig Snout, or Chicken Teeth). Do they make some kind of fancy potion or does it turn out to just be a breakfast recipe?

Ophiuccus held his nose to avoid the stench rising from the cauldron to infiltrate his senses. He couldn't prevent the smell from reaching the back of his throat, causing him to cough and sputter. Why he'd decided to try this 'recipe'? The raven Kukuri didn't know. When he'd first received the piece of paper, he'd thought it was some kind of food recipe... but reading the ingredients revealed there was no way this could be food. The paper on which the recipe was transcribed made no claim as to what it would create. Perhaps Ophiuccus just had too much time on his hands... or perhaps his curiosity was insatiable until he tried doing so.

Whatever the case was, he'd gathered the ingredients up - frog legs, chicken teeth, Kukuri fur, and Shroomie dung. The list went on and became more and more bizarre as it did so. He'd heated up the cauldron, stoking the flames to just the right amount, poured in water, waited it to boil, and started throwing the ingredients in as instructed. What now broiled in the pot was a bubbling red blue. Red smoke rose up and made its way through the cave system. Already Ophiuccus knew there would be no good way to remove the horrible smell from it aside from time. He was glad he'd chosen to work in a stretch of cavern away from his primary living space.

Regardless, the stench didn't quite avoid it. He heard the tap of talons behind him. Then a horrible gagging. Ophiuccus' ears flicked and he turned around, continuing to hold his nose. "Ophi what are you DOING?" came the voice from the creature he now faced. She looked peaked, gripping her nose tightly as she blanched, gagged, and coughed. "Are you trying to drive us from our own home?"

"Oh! Dot!" The raven Kukuri met her eyes, smiling sheepishly. "I couldn't... not try it."

"Try what?" the Amoux demanded.

Ophiuccus dropped another frog leg into the stew before fetching the piece of parchment he was following. He chuckled nervously before handing it to Dot. "Remember when I found this?"

Dot grimaced. "Why the hell are you following this? You don't even know what it does!"

"I figure... we'll go ahead and try it when it's done. I'm almost done." He took the recipe back before Dot did anything to jeopardize his experiment's completion. Much as he wanted to be done, he'd gone too far to turn back. He wanted this stench and horrors to be worth something.

"You can go ahead and try it when it's done. I'm not going to poison myself. If you want to? Be my guest. I'm not joining you."

"Suit yourself! If I discover the answer to immortality or the cure for the common cold, though, I'm not sharing!"

"That's fine! Now finish this and clean it up before I move out!" The blue Amoux stormed out, stomping her feet in annoyance as she did so.

Ophiuccus returned to his work, engrossed in it - and grossed by it. He was nearing the end of the instructions... and while he'd appeared eager to his friend, he wasn't so eager in his head. Knowing what ingredients were used to make this pot of boiling ooze was less than appealing. Still, he'd come too far... put too much effort into this endeavor. In the end, he'd taste it and see what its effects would yield. He hoped at worst it would be a very unpleasurable experience but not harmful. He had his doubts his wish would be fulfilled.

Word count: 593
Main Kuku: Ophiuccus 6611

Art@ FizzGryphon
Literature@ FizzGryphon
Characters@ FizzGryphon

Description

Draw or write about your Kukuri trying out a weird recipe (using things like Eye of Newt, Pig Snout, or Chicken Teeth). Do they make some kind of fancy potion or does it turn out to just be a breakfast recipe?

Ophiuccus held his nose to avoid the stench rising from the cauldron to infiltrate his senses. He couldn't prevent the smell from reaching the back of his throat, causing him to cough and sputter. Why he'd decided to try this 'recipe'? The raven Kukuri didn't know. When he'd first received the piece of paper, he'd thought it was some kind of food recipe... but reading the ingredients revealed there was no way this could be food. The paper on which the recipe was transcribed made no claim as to what it would create. Perhaps Ophiuccus just had too much time on his hands... or perhaps his curiosity was insatiable until he tried doing so.

Whatever the case was, he'd gathered the ingredients up - frog legs, chicken teeth, Kukuri fur, and Shroomie dung. The list went on and became more and more bizarre as it did so. He'd heated up the cauldron, stoking the flames to just the right amount, poured in water, waited it to boil, and started throwing the ingredients in as instructed. What now broiled in the pot was a bubbling red blue. Red smoke rose up and made its way through the cave system. Already Ophiuccus knew there would be no good way to remove the horrible smell from it aside from time. He was glad he'd chosen to work in a stretch of cavern away from his primary living space.

Regardless, the stench didn't quite avoid it. He heard the tap of talons behind him. Then a horrible gagging. Ophiuccus' ears flicked and he turned around, continuing to hold his nose. "Ophi what are you DOING?" came the voice from the creature he now faced. She looked peaked, gripping her nose tightly as she blanched, gagged, and coughed. "Are you trying to drive us from our own home?"

"Oh! Dot!" The raven Kukuri met her eyes, smiling sheepishly. "I couldn't... not try it."

"Try what?" the Amoux demanded.

Ophiuccus dropped another frog leg into the stew before fetching the piece of parchment he was following. He chuckled nervously before handing it to Dot. "Remember when I found this?"

Dot grimaced. "Why the hell are you following this? You don't even know what it does!"

"I figure... we'll go ahead and try it when it's done. I'm almost done." He took the recipe back before Dot did anything to jeopardize his experiment's completion. Much as he wanted to be done, he'd gone too far to turn back. He wanted this stench and horrors to be worth something.

"You can go ahead and try it when it's done. I'm not going to poison myself. If you want to? Be my guest. I'm not joining you."

"Suit yourself! If I discover the answer to immortality or the cure for the common cold, though, I'm not sharing!"

"That's fine! Now finish this and clean it up before I move out!" The blue Amoux stormed out, stomping her feet in annoyance as she did so.

Ophiuccus returned to his work, engrossed in it - and grossed by it. He was nearing the end of the instructions... and while he'd appeared eager to his friend, he wasn't so eager in his head. Knowing what ingredients were used to make this pot of boiling ooze was less than appealing. Still, he'd come too far... put too much effort into this endeavor. In the end, he'd taste it and see what its effects would yield. He hoped at worst it would be a very unpleasurable experience but not harmful. He had his doubts his wish would be fulfilled.

Word count: 593
Main Kuku: Ophiuccus 6611

Art@ FizzGryphon
Literature@ FizzGryphon
Characters@ FizzGryphon