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Golden Chef (start up)

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A silver 'n' cinnamon haired elderly lady with chunky jewelery is standing in a white room with all six hopefuls. The cameras have just started rolling even though Gavin Ackhart isn't there yet.
"As you know I'm a judge. My name is Karrie and I'm sorry I have to tell you..." she says dramatically.
Suddenly Gavin Ackhart stumbles in and leans against a wall for support.
"Hey kiddos." he slurs before collapsing to a crouched position on the floor.
Karrie rolls her eyes and continues this time with a smile "That you are all in! You will be staying at the Munchlax Mansion. Here are some directions." She then passes out directions to a girl with a blonde ponytail.
Gavin is meanwhile still crouched against the wall.

OOC: Here's a link to the sign ups in case you forget anyone's name.
http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/showthread.php?t=36141
 
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I got a bit exited. This is... Exiting to say the least... I thought, waiting to get my instructions. Munchlax Mansion... I don't even know, or care.. it's a mansion!
 
Saul stood with a slight slouch, as he always did. He leaned over and nudged one of the cooks standing next to him, the one wearing a peculiar muffin shirt.

"Is that seriously the Gavin Ackhart," he said, a bit apalled. "I'm surprised they still let him set foot in front of a camera..." He stood back up, "Well, for all it's worth, he used to be a great chef."

Saul was actually very excited about being accepted. He liked to think that he always had a chance, but he couldn't help feeling relieved.
 
"I guess... Knowing one of us will be taking his place..." I wondered what had driven me to try to get where I was. I... Forgot. Oh well, at least I'm in!
 
"I heard that. And I still am a great chef. And good looking too." said a bedraggled Gavin Ackhart in a heavy British accent. Gavin was however anything but good looking at the moment. Even with sunglasses covering his bloodshot eyes his hair was a mess and the buttons on his chef's shirt were not done up properly. Compared to two years ago he was a different man.
"I think you have to share that." he continued vaguely gesturing in the direction of the instruction sheet.
 
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"Wait, only one instruction sheet? Why? And why the heck are there so many people here?" Claire whined and starting twisting her hair in a knot. "Please tell me that we don't have to work together too?"
 
"Yeah. You have to...I think. Oh, and did I mention I'll be staying in the Munchlax Mansion too? The producers think it will add drama or something." Gavin said nonchalantly to the blonde-haired girl.

filming is done for the day

OOC: Ino-chan rocks. Just had to mention that. :)
 
"Oui! I made it into the show!"Sylie yelled
 
Sigh, Claire muttered as she saw that the filming is done. I wonder where the heck the showers are, or at least a bath?

Claire looks around and sees Sylie. "Oi!" she calls out to her.
 
"Bonjour."she said formally. "My name is Madame Sylvie. But you may call me Sylvie."
 
'Whatever," Claire says rolling her eyes. Madam, what does she think she is?

"You know where there is somewhere to take a shower? Or do I have to use the freaking sink?"
 
"I'm not that good with English so I think it is over there where the toilet is."Sylvie said
 
"You may call me Richie!" laughed a judge with spiky brown hair in a jalapeño patterened bandana. The three judges now stood before the contestants.
There was Richie Raymond the master of all thing spicy, known for his loud laugh.
Karrie Knightlin and old school professional and master of soup was also on the panel.
And then finally standing was fallen star and tabloid favorite Gavin Ackhart.
Richie smiled and waved to a limo parked outside waiting to take the contestants to Munchlax Mansion.
"Don't forget to give the chauffeur the instructions dearie!" Karrie called.
 
"Crap, so now we drive. How far away is this place anyways?"
 
"I don't care how long it takes," Saul said, already heading for the door. He gave a casual wave to the judges as he walked. "It can take all night, for all I care," he said, stopping in front of the door and leaning casually. "As long as we get to ride in that beautiful little thing," he gestured toward the limo.
 
"Erm, probably 30 minutes. Please complain about it. You seem to be good at that, and then the chauffeur will drive faster and we'll get there quicker." came an exhausted voice from the limo to Claire.
Gavin Ackhart looked nearly asleep, his eyes shut and his head resting on the window. His sunglasses had fallen to the floor and without them he looked nearly corpse-like.
""Don't dilly-dally, come in." instructed the chauffeur.
 
Claire gets in and sits near Gavin, wondering if her eyes would look like that if her eyes would become like that when she gets a show of her own.

Cool. she wondered staring at him. I wonder how long it takes to get like that.
 
Saul stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked toward the limo, his black dress shoes clicking against the stone walkway.

"What's the rush?" he asked. He slipped nimbly into the limo and nudged Gavin, sitting across from him.

"Come on, Gavin!" he said, "I thought you liked to party! This is the perfect opportunity to show us your true colors."
 
"Come on and drive We don't have all day! How long does it take to start a car?" Claire whined to the driver, while looking at the other contestants.

Crap. Claire thought, That guy Saul probably had some experience. I hope I have a chance.
 
Gavin's eyelids flickered open revealing red rimmed green eyes.
"Haha, if you insist." Gavin laughed and pulled a bottle of wine out of the door compartment, opened it and took an ungraceful swig. He then exited the limo.
"Want any?" he asked gesturing towards the competitors. Little did they know, the cameras were still rolling.
 
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