Mosaic City, located along China's coast, is quite large city sometimes called the Crossroads Between Nations due to its diverse population. While it was once a large tourist spot, the city was placed under a blockade as the military appeared claiming there was a radiation leak. The true hazard, however, is much more sinister.
Post by Reika Hanae on Mar 12, 2014 0:53:42 GMT -5
Just seeing what kind of emotions were out there was all well and good, but having the same kind of flavors over and over again could get kind of boring. So, it was time for a little experimentation, a little bit of cooking if you will. Reika was no chef, but getting people to do interesting things was far easier to her than figuring out what kinds of human food work well together. Today's meal was simple: spill something on this one girl's homework. See, that girl was a straight A student, never missed class, never missed an assignment. Surely destroying it just a little would create an interesting bit of despair.
Post by Reika Hanae on Mar 18, 2014 10:55:45 GMT -5
Today, Reika was too lazy to do any proper cooking, but the school was always a buffet of interesting flavors. She didn't care for the boredom that seemed to ooze out of it, but there were enough other tasty things to distract her from that horrible taste. It seemed like every day there was some kind of romantic break up, some kind of heated argument between friends, some kind of ridiculous humiliating moment...really even without doing anything besides passively walk through the halls she could access a nice sample platter. Of course, the results of her cooking were generally better, but, much like humans, she just didn't want to cook every day. That would be way too much work.
Post by Reika Hanae on Mar 25, 2014 14:37:38 GMT -5
There was a particular flavor she had been curious about for awhile now. There were several very shy and weak willed people in the world and Reika wondered what would happen if they were convinced to believe in themselves, and then do something that seemed good, helpful and whatever else would make these people feel good only to have the whole plan blow up in their face spectacularly. Reika had put about half her life into this plan, and it was no exaggeration to say that despite her appearance. For about a month, she helped this girl so that she could fall in a very interesting way. Once she seemed ready, she planted the idea that the girl should try to set up a date between her best friend and this boy that she had been looking at occasionally. Little did she know that the girl was gay and trying very hard to hide it and this would likely out her. After all, she was just close friends with the boy.
Post by Reika Hanae on Apr 1, 2014 14:10:40 GMT -5
Reika was curious to see what the adult human's emotions tasted like. She had gotten a small taste of them because even the grown up ones have stress and insecurities, but she had never tried any proper cooking. She was bored the night before, so she dropped by the school to mess with the intercom a bit. See, this teacher had a few buttons that were easy to push. He wasn't a bad person, or a bad teacher by any stretch, but he wasn't exactly well-liked either and he was really good at hiding his more unsavory outbursts. All she had to do was put a little microphone on that coffee cup he always held and with the push of a button that she would keep on her person, everything he said would be broadcast to the whole school. She looked forward to how he, and everyone else in the school would react.
Post by Reika Hanae on Apr 8, 2014 11:35:32 GMT -5
Reika hadn't been feeling creative at all lately. Life was boring and it was dragging her down, but she didn't have the energy to try and fix it right now. So, she hoped everyone else would for her. She brought a rather large bag of candy in her backpack, but it wasn't ordinary candy. It was laced with alcohol. As far as she could tell, alcohol was generally harmless, but it made people act silly. That sounded amusing enough, so why not give it a shot? She didn't hand it out herself, but rather replaced all the candy in any candy dishes she could find and planted some in peoples' desks and backpacks with a note saying it was a gift from a mysterious benefactor. Perhaps this would make her school life more interesting?
Post by Reika Hanae on Apr 15, 2014 13:58:29 GMT -5
Reika was feeling lazy, but food without at least a little seasoning was never as satisfying. Fortunately, there were always simple little dishes she could make with minimal effort. There was one girl in her class that she particularly disliked. This girl had a very predicable schedule: just before she would go get lunch she would go in the bathroom to fix her makeup. A bit of water on the ground to make an unmarked slippery floor meant that she would likely slip into the sink and mirror hard enough to break her nose and possibly scar part of her face if she hit the mirror hard enough. That should lead to some delicious emotions.
Post by Reika Hanae on Apr 22, 2014 15:09:53 GMT -5
Reika recently found out where the math teacher kept all the tests before she graded them. This gave her quite the unique opportunity. She spent a little bit of time figuring out how to properly copy peoples' handwriting so that she could switch them around a little. Make some of the so called smart kids have their names on tests taken by the so called dumb kids and modify the writing a little to make it look more like theirs. She had to be careful, but when she tried she was pretty decent at that. They'd be graded with in the week and then returned to the students. She was sure the uproar would be delicious.
Post by Reika Hanae on Apr 29, 2014 15:19:29 GMT -5
This time, Reika prepared something a little different. She visited the local pet store and bought herself a rather large spider. What did she intend to do with it? Well, the class would be finding out the next day. She discretely took it out of a box that she kept in her bag when everyone was sitting down and gently placed it on someone's back face up so it would crawl upwards onto their head and possibly face. The person wasn't sitting anywhere near her, so it would be difficult to connect to her, and it would cause a lot of very delicious chaos.