| Ahvia, Leader of the NPC Rebellion ( @ 2006-01-04 15:09:00 |
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nerdparty and onigiri photostory
dsffds *A*)/
I attended a nerdparty of fantastical proportions the other day, and it was glorious!
panjapanja,
beetlefreak,
hercrabbiness and I spent our days and night watching Gai-sensei make out with Freddie Mercury, Adobento Chirudoren, Water Boys (which is the most beautiful Japanese film ever made), Gay Singing Tennis, Cromartie-I-can't-believe-Kamiyama-is-Cl
Mixed in with that excitement was bubble tea, dying legless crabs (and other sadlooking ocean friends on ice but at least they weren't reaching out to me crying 'please kill me now every moment of my existence is unimaginable pain') and onigiri as made by us.
I bet you're wondering about that Onigiri-- and well, you're in luck.
This is their story.
^above is oishiioishi but i'm mad at him for having breasts
Our tale begins with Rufusgiri, carefully handcrafted by
panjapanja. He deals with his disability with quiet dignity, gaining respect from his underlings*.
*underlings not yet recreated in rice
Now we find the Prince of All Cosmosgiri, fresh from a roll-up. He is looking majestic as always, but will his father approve of his delicious chicken filling? 
Here we have
panjapanja's the Count of Monte Christogiri, and his small friend Albertgiri looking on in doe-eyed admiration. 
Here we see all the Onigirichantachi together, and everything is wonderful and happy and beautiful.
Albertgiri is jumping with happiness and love for the Countgiri.
But the Countgiri was far too delicious to resist, and he was taken away to be consumed.
One by one, all onigiri were taken away and consumed.
All except a single onigiri.
Albertgiri did not want to live on such a lonely plate any longer.
"When we go alone into the oven, it's warm, isn't it?"
~fin