Fourth Floor Common Room, Thursday evening

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

Mister Doom was feeling extra happy tonight. So happy, in fact, that he felt the need to bake cupcakes. No, he didn't - strictly speaking - know HOW to bake cupcakes, but he was Doom. He knew all kinds of stuff. Maybe he just forgot that he knew how to make them.

That was not at all the case. These were some nasty looking cupcakes. So he put extra chocolate frosting on them in hopes that it would make everything better.

Satisfied with his effort, Doom put up a glittery green sign next to the cupcakes.

"DOOMCAKES! BETTER THAN THEY SOUND! AND LOOK!"

[OOC: Open like a common room.]

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[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"So...that's chocolate, right?" Because the default flavor for cupcakes is chocolate.

He had one poised to his mouth, awaiting the answer.

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

"Chocolate is one of the ingredients, yes," Doom said. "But DOOMCAKES are so much more than mere chocolate."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack took a bite. Wow. Something was wrong with this. Not very palatable.

"I think so," he said. ...was the DOOMCAKE crunchy?