II. (open) i'm gonna fight with myself til i'm bleeding

[oorah]

featuring: hotdog castle & everyone (open to new arrivals too!!)
what's happening? frank feeding everyone venison dogs; frank fighting everyone; introlog spillover stuff + whatever else you want hmu
day: 11th nighttime (after all new arrivals are out and about/getting settled)
content warnings: ground meat, being a good neighbor, boyfights
notes: hit me up on PM or plurk hotdoge if you want anything else! happy to oblige

A. have you ever had a hot dog cooked by a guy named hotdog? this is going on instastories.

[ the time has come for frank to probably show all you losers what a hot dog is. for posterity or some such. he's been curing deer meat from a recent hunting trip with aloy and after their housemate reigen had soundproofed house six's kitchen, well. it seemed as good a time as any to put his plan in motion. not to mention he's in a good mood for once after encountering his best friend among the new arrivals.

early in the evening, frank will be piping his mixture into homemade casings with the doors to the back deck wide open for anyone to come pester him. and then later on of course he will be cooking them up with mustard he made and onions he found. he will also chop up pickles from the natives for anyone who gets down like that. none of y'all better ever ask him what a hot dog is ever again!!!

if you come in while he's cooking expect to be put to work, and did i mention he'll be downing rosé the whole time? e n j o y.

note: the kitchen is only soundproof when all the doors are closed. he will tell everyone on arrival this, so while he's cooking the doors will be shut but all other times feel free to mingle!! ]

B. the rules of fight club are bring snacks and make sure frank castle stays in bruises. tia for your contribution.

[ after posting up this little gem, frank has been steadily gathering members for his and mike's "club." his garage is a makeshift boxing arena and open for all any time they want to blow off steam or learn some new skills from punching bag himself. or from whoever else is lingering around. feel free to match yourselves and have a fight without him too, he'll ref!

the only rules of fight club are: bring snacks, agree with your partner on tactics: weapons/no weapons, fists only/every man for himself etc etc. AND when one person taps out or doesn't get up the match is over. the garage is approximately 80% soundproof. every fighter must wear wraps on their hands to muffle sound and agree not to shout or make loud noises, even in pain. soft-volume trash talking is allowed and perhaps even encouraged... ]

C. write your own starter or ping me for one!

Comments

Kara Danvers | OTA

[iisupergirlii]

A. Hot dog, hoooot daaaawwwg, alone in the world was a little hot dog! (open to all)

[ smell is not a particularly heightened sense of Kara's, but when the wind is usually doesn't carry much smell at all aside from the occasional whiff of briny pickle juice, it's pretty easy to pick up the smell of sizzling meat. And the sound Kara can pick up from her house. Someone is cooking.

She's dressed as Supergirl, making more outings these days in her supersuit than not, hiding herself behind literal superpowered armor. All that matters is that she can save the day, and that's what she wants to broadcast. She follows the smell and the sound until she reaches house six and -

why didn't she just assume Frank would be behind this? of course he found a way to get meat and make hot dogs of all the things. Kara can't keep the quiet smile off her face.

the door's open and there's a small gathering in the house, more on the back deck apparently, and Kara makes her way inside. there's new faces too, some she's bumped into and some she hasn't, so she keeps her device out just in case.

Feel free to bump into Supergirl and share stories over a 'dawg! (if you want to assume they met on the intro log, go for it. if you met Supergirl or Kara on the TDM, feel free to make it canon! if you want to assume you met KARA in the intro log, also go for it and laugh at how ineffectual her disguise is.)]

(closed to Frank) This is amazing. Also, I bet I could grill one faster than you.

[oorah]

[ he gives her the benefit of a full eyeroll, wondering not for the first time if she's always this competitive with friends. frank takes a sip of wine and considers. ] what do i get if i win?

[iisupergirlii]

[ she is always this competitive with friends. ] You won't win, so it's kind of a moot point, right?

[oorah]

[ he looks SUPER OFFENDED. kara stop. he is the weenie master. ] fine supergrill. you're ON

[iisupergirlii]

[ if Kara were a lesser person she'd be making terrible jokes about "weenie master" but luckily 4u she's a goOD PERSON ]

Hardee har har. Fine, we'll start at the same time. It has to be cooked all the way through. Otherwise, play dirty.

[ she grabs up two of the uncooked 'dawgs and hands one to Frank, her eyes narrowed '''''competitively''''' or maybe she's just chargin her lazerz ]

[oorah]

[ the griddle is already warm, and he nods, accepting her challenge though he honestly has no idea what to expect. the dog goes on in less than ten seconds and then he's watching her -- um. what is happening?? ]

[iisupergirlii]

[ Kara grins, sly and smug, and puts her 'dog on the griddle as well. She stands there, one second, then two... letting hers cook along with his. Then her eyes glow orange and twin laser beams shoot out of them, aimed at the 'dog, cooking it thoroughly in less than three seconds.

she grabs it up off the griddle and breaks it in half. look! cooked all the way through! and, after she takes a bite, also delicious. ]

I win. ;)

[oorah]

[ jesus christ. he actually jumps back a foot, glaring at her though there's zero heat in it. guess that's what she meant by play dirty. still looking super dramatically offended, he furiously thumbs out a message. ]

not cool lady

[iisupergirlii]

[ Kara's smirk is relentless, and to rub salt in the wound, she offers the other half of her hot dog out to Frank. ]

You can have some if you're hungry. Since mine's already done haha. ;)

[oorah]

[ he crosses his arms across his chest. ] i'll wait

[iisupergirlii]

More for me!

[ Kara takes another bite, closing her eyes and really savoring the hot dog. It's a darn good hot dog! And after living off of canned fruits and vegetables and bread for the last month, this tastes like a dream. ]

You want me to take over and WOman the grill?
;D

[oorah]

[ he smiles, glad she's enjoying it. he'll be more conservative with the next meat he gets, but this was nice. sharing it with everyone. even a grumpy gus like him can admit that. ]

hey do whatever you want. i'm tapping out.

[ he puts up his hands like surrender ]

[dryeyes]

[Food at the same place a fight club was apparently being hosted was a strong incentive to actually socialize. Not that hanging around the edges of a group watching people with a tired-looking stare really counted as socializing. His eyes catch on an outfit that isn't like the jumpsuits everyone else was wearing.]

[That was... distinctly a hero costume. So, there were other heroes here. He'd seen bits and pieces of those with superhuman abilities but nothing so familiar.]

[There's a mismatch there, in that Kara may recognize the scraggly-looking man from this picture on the network but he hasn't seen nearly enough to put any pieces together. Instead of an introduction or any sort of pleasantries, the one question that's displayed on his device after approaching her is,]

Hero?

[iisupergirlii]

[ Kara startles when the man comes up to her, one word written on his device. she thinks it's hello at first until he gets closer and she really focuses on it. she sets her hot dog down on her plate and dusts her hands off before pulling her device out to answer. ]

Yes? My name's Supergirl. Can I help you?

[dryeyes]

[Huh. So, the one foreign hero he'd heard about was also in this situation? How convenient.]

Just checking in. It's important to touch base and know who's active in what areas.

[Clearly more important than the social niceties that came with interrupting a meal.]

Someone mentioned you before. National City. Is that American, European or something?

[iisupergirlii]

It's American.

[ did someone else mention her? Kara stares at the username associated with the message and tries to think. It's familiar. Where has she seen that before?

Oh! Was this that Eraserhead guy? The one who'd ghosted on her the second she said she was a reporter? Geez Louise. ]

Kara Danvers told me about you. Aren't you also a hero?

[dryeyes]

[Absolutely the one who ghosted when she said she was a reporter. He seems to wrinkle his nose at the fact Kara comes up at all.]

So you two have made contact. [It wasn't too dissimilar to his situation. He had his student, technically a civilian, to babysit as well. His wasn't a reporter though.]

That's right. I haven't managed to get my hero outfit back from them but I do have my ID.

[iisupergirlii]

[ it's not like she needs to see his credentials, but she's not a fan of the sour look on his face when Kara comes up. pardon her for getting offended at that, geez.

she holds up her hot dog in a mock toast with a wane smile. ]

Well, here's to saving the world then!

[dryeyes]

[He just knows he doesn't look the part. It doesn't bother him at home but here he's gotten so many mixed reactions. It's a pain!]

I'll take just getting home over that. [He seems to accept the toast, though, and seems to let a pause linger. It's not like he needed to interrupt her meal for longer than usual.]

[iisupergirlii]

[ not the answer Kara would hope for, or expect, from a "hero." hmm. she doesn't get that. it's so self-serving! ]

Of course, that's the end goal, but until then, we have to help the people here who can't defend themselves so easily. Right?

[dryeyes]

[He'd prefer to think of it as working within his limits. Not everyone is just "super" after all.]

Of course.

It's not like I can stop a sound eater, though, and I can't play police for this place. I'll do what I can.

[iisupergirlii]

[ well, it's not great, but it's a step up. Kara nods and gives him a thumbs up in support. ]