jiaoqiu

[rippled]

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[fried]

It seems to be something like a grocery store? [ a hum. ] Would you like to explore it with me? I can only imagine what sort of items the afterlife might hold.

[rippled]

If you don't mind! I don't recognize any of these products.

[ give them doritos and their head will explode ]

[fried]

[ i think if you gave jiaoqiu doritos his head would also explode so i know what we're doing

he'll wander in, though! ]

I can't say I'll recognize any of the products either. If they're anything like the nugs, I'll be sorely disappointed.

[rippled]

Which one was the nugs again?

[ the only name they got was 'sandwich' which was. for the burger. so they don't even have that right. ]

[fried]

The fried, breaded chicken. Well. What passed for fried, breaded chicken. I'm not entirely sure it was.

[rippled]

It is much more palatable if you tried it with sauces. But sometimes you simply must eat what you have available.

[ or starve. can they starve when they already died? saber was not going to test that. what a shitty way to die.

oh, look. chips. ]

Snacks?

[fried]

That is a sentiment many of you have expressed to me...

[ he's gonna feed all of you so much

as for the chips, his ear flicks. oooh. ]

Corn chips, it seems? [ delicately picks up a bag of nacho cheese doritos and squints at it. ] With some sort of cheese.

[rippled]

Whoa, that sounds interesting.

[ they are trying to wrap their head around this combination and it's not working. ]

Let's try it!

[fried]

[ just opens the bag in the middle of the store like a heathen and hands them a dorito cautiously ]

On three?

[rippled]

Okay! One, two... three!

[ munch munch munch





urk ]

I.

[fried]

[ WRINKLES HIS NOSE. politely: ]

... What a strange texture.

1/2

[rippled]

[ continues chewing... considering... ]

It's sort of like—

[rippled]

[ STABS THEMSELF IN THE ROOF OF THE MOUTH WITH THE DORITO ]

[fried]

[ SABER NOOOOOOO ]

-- Oh, I heard that from here. Are you alright? [ the stab of dorito through flesh...... ]

[rippled]

This... this food is dangerous...

[ THAT HUUUURT ]

[fried]

Dangerous and it barely even tastes like anything.

[ but he hates wasting food... nooo. ]

People enjoy these? Why?

[rippled]

Perhaps it's a test of courage?

[ you show off how manly you are by almost dying. ]

I'm also curious... how long are these items on the shelves for? Don't they go bad?

[fried]

It could be. Putting strange foods in your mouth is certainly a test of something.

[ he looks over the bag, and then: ] We have foods that keep for months in the Xianzhou Alliance. Maybe it's like those.

Military rations, right? [ doritos are definitely mres ]

[rippled]

Ah... I guess that might be why this does not taste good.

[ it makes sense... it's military rations... ]