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A hero's 'peace'/ Domesticity is not Mad's 'thing'
[After slowly accepting that she could be both a girl and a hero, Mad was slowly coming to grips with her feminity. Sure she would still flinch at the sight of the PreDesu's Holographic AIs but she was getting better... more or less. Such as it was she decided to try her hand at the things she decried as 'girly'... however: ]
1) [KITCHEN]
[The Kitchen was in shambles. Food somehow was all over the place, the microwave exploded from the inside out, thankfully there was still functional equipment all around - despite the horrific mess. There were even utensils sticking out of the ceiling - and don't even get started on what was supposed to be FOOD that was being prepared. Some of Tsukasa's kitchen slaves were probably arming up to shoot at it because the gelatinous mess looked like it moved!]
... Uh... I can fix this!.... I think....
2) [CLEANING - KITCHEN]
[Unfortunately being relagated to dish-washing duty in fear of her destroying other things didn't help at all. The dishwasher was overloaded and was now partially flooding the washing station. Mad was curled up on a nearby metal table in fear.]
FUCK! THE FAUCET BROKE! I SWEAR IT WASN'T MY FAULT!!!
3) [CLEANING - ANIMALS]
[Mad was now running away screaming from a pack of playful dire wolf puppies after attempting to bathe them. She should have thought things through carefully before attemping to clean them all at once.]
4) [CLEANING - LAUNDRY]
[It seems that Mad just has problems with water. As the washing machine she used exploded in a torrent of soapy water and sent laundry everywhere like a raging volcano. Mad was just standing there in shock like a soapy pillar - disbelieving of what just happened.]
What...
5) [SOWING AND CLOTHES REPAIR]
[Someone would find a sewing kit flung through the air and somehow landing perfectly into a bin. Mad was looking petulant and unhappy... and she was sucking on one of her fingers - one of many that looked red and pricked repeatedly.]
6) [DEFEAT]
I CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT!!!!
[Mad was now smacking her head into her pillow in frustration. Someone care to bother her?]
1) [KITCHEN]
[The Kitchen was in shambles. Food somehow was all over the place, the microwave exploded from the inside out, thankfully there was still functional equipment all around - despite the horrific mess. There were even utensils sticking out of the ceiling - and don't even get started on what was supposed to be FOOD that was being prepared. Some of Tsukasa's kitchen slaves were probably arming up to shoot at it because the gelatinous mess looked like it moved!]
... Uh... I can fix this!.... I think....
2) [CLEANING - KITCHEN]
[Unfortunately being relagated to dish-washing duty in fear of her destroying other things didn't help at all. The dishwasher was overloaded and was now partially flooding the washing station. Mad was curled up on a nearby metal table in fear.]
FUCK! THE FAUCET BROKE! I SWEAR IT WASN'T MY FAULT!!!
3) [CLEANING - ANIMALS]
[Mad was now running away screaming from a pack of playful dire wolf puppies after attempting to bathe them. She should have thought things through carefully before attemping to clean them all at once.]
4) [CLEANING - LAUNDRY]
[It seems that Mad just has problems with water. As the washing machine she used exploded in a torrent of soapy water and sent laundry everywhere like a raging volcano. Mad was just standing there in shock like a soapy pillar - disbelieving of what just happened.]
What...
5) [SOWING AND CLOTHES REPAIR]
[Someone would find a sewing kit flung through the air and somehow landing perfectly into a bin. Mad was looking petulant and unhappy... and she was sucking on one of her fingers - one of many that looked red and pricked repeatedly.]
6) [DEFEAT]
I CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT!!!!
[Mad was now smacking her head into her pillow in frustration. Someone care to bother her?]
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Yeah... well... I was hoping maybe it could be something I could get right for once... I can't get anything done right today...
[At this she scowled and just buried her face in her palms out of frustration.]
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Aside from what you've been doing today, what were your hobbies before this?
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6
It was your first time doing those things Maddy. Don't get so down on yourself.
[This coming from the person running around taking any request.]
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But I did so fucking BADLY!!
[There was a momentary pause before she gave Madoka a sidelong glare.]
And DON'T call me Maddy...
[This came out as a tired hiss... she really didn't like that nickname.]
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6
Is everything alright?
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[A low and exasperated groan.]
Seriously. Nobody can fuck up as much as I did at this...
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This is also your first encounter with the Major... isn't it?]]
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[Mad snaps straight to attention, looking right at the pantless Major in shock.]
Who-what-...where the hell are your pants?!
(Ooc: Uh...Which prompt?)
The lastest prompt
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4
ARGHBLARGH [And he's taking a spray of water to the face too] Don't stand there! We have to stop the water flow! Get me a wrench or somethi-ARGH! [And a pressurized stream escapes through his fingers and hits him squarely in the eye. Ouch.]
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[Mad dashes away to get a tool box, leaving trails of soap behind her. When she returns she pulls out the WRONG sort of wrench for the situation and makes thing worse. HOW? BY HITTING THE MACHINE REPEATEDLY!]
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6
Mad? What's wrong?
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I just tried to do a lot of the stuff I spent years shoving off because I thought it was girly...
[Mad sighs and gives Momo a rather sad look.]
Worked as well as you think
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...What the hell did you do?
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[Case in point one of her flailing hands was still holding it.]
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Why did you try to bathe them all at once?!
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[Mad. Always ending up biting off more than she can chew.]
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[Mad grabs a spatula that had evaded destruction and slapped at the 'Thing.'... it yanked it out of her hand and held it out as a weapon.]
Oh FUCK!!
[It leapt off the table and was now menacing the ankles of all present.]
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So...uh... how does this thing work?
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[KITCHEN]
I... I think we better keep our priorities straight...
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[And so it did! It was wiggling wildly before it threw itself onto the floor and formed several makeshift limbs to drag the rest of its mass away.]
HOW THE FUCK DOES CANNED SOUP DO THAT?!?!
[Canned.... soup. WHAT THE HELL!?]
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[Mad was now grabbing a ladle and attempting to use it to pull the Servbot closer to her!]
Stop squirming! I almost got you!
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