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“Well, I wish, just for plot conveniences, but I’m afraid not. Unless it’s that one over there.” Lizzi pointed to a small white fluffy dog being walked by a mom with three kids, one of which being a baby and in a stroller. The dog’s collar said “Killer.”

EmLee served herself a fourth helping of tuna casserole.

EmLee smiled. “I’m EmLee. Nice to meet you, Kelly.”

Thank you.

So I was winning, but then I got a notification that you quoted me, and I lost? Cool! (But can I still get that participation award?)

Lizzi did her homework and went outside, where another person was, reading a sign that fell out of the sky. ”How convenient that another person is right here. I was waiting for something exiting to happen.”

“Steel compounder, at your service,” EmLee said with a curtsy.

EmLee sighed and rolled her eyes at Not-Enter. “Hey, would you mind not intruding until everyone has eaten?”

EmLee set down the food and grabbed a metal dart from her satchel, Steelpushing it through Not-Enter’s left eye socket. Then she proceeded to dish up some tuna casserole and eat.

Oh, hey, someone tagged me! Now… what is this??? Do I get a participation award or something??? ???

EmLee smiled when the person was exited over her orange juice. “Want some? Also, is that a Rubix cube?”

EmLee eventually found the mess hall/kitchen and found the ingredients for tuna casserole. Tuna casserole, the only dish she would never tire of. She tapped her Feruchemical steel, rushing through the process of preparing the meal. She then put the pan with the food in the thing that could be called an oven and waited. While she waited, she grabbed some orange seeds (The seeds from the orange fruit, not seeds that are the color orange.) from her satchel and took them outside. She dug a small hole in some dirt that looked nutrient-rich and planted the seeds. She then summoned some Starlight and pressed it into the ground and into the seeds. She used the Starlight to speed up the process of growth of the plant on a cellular level, making an orang tree sprout and grow oranges in the span of twenty minutes. She harvested some oranges and squeezed all the juice out of them and into a pitcher. The tuna casserole was done, so she buttered up chunks of bread and put them on the casserole, letting them crisp up in the oven. EmLee took the tuna casserole and OJ to where everyone was congregating, figuring everyone was probably hungry. “Anyone hungry?” She asked.

I agree!

Did you realize that some of the FotT threads have the gold tag-thing that says “the fellowship of the thing” while others are under “fellowship of the thing”? (the first one has a “the”)

“Ah, that is unfortunate. Yes, I do not seen to recognize you. Are you new? And could you possibly direct me to someone who might know if there are any leftovers?”

“Ok.” EmLee took Enter’s backpack and rummaged around in it. She eventually pulled out a leather satchel with a red fabric rose on one of the corners. “Thanks!” EmLee put on the satchel and returned the backpack. Then, she went looking for a kitchen (or someone who knew where a kitchen is).

Ora walks into the restaurant with the poise of a princess. She walked up to a waitress, looking up with her big brown eyes. “Excuse me, ma’am, but do you know if there is any extra leftovers from yesterday for me?” @Condensation

EmLee woke up again, but this time hungry. She formed her clothes into a comfy- but practical- pink dress of the same design as the one she wore earlier. EmLee walked out of the tent and found her brother. “Hey, Enter, do you know where the food is? I want to make some tuna casserole. Also I realized I left my satchel in your backpack.” @Enter a username

Lizzi wrote her name on her homework assignment, using the same character for all five letters. It looked like an uppercase cursive L, a fancy I, and a stylized Z all at the same time. Then she thought about how the person who made her up named her “Lizzi” for the very reason of the same-character spelling.