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Popcorn: Master Attendant, I'm so tired. I've been a server for weeks nonstop.
Sandwich and Cheese: *exhausted*
Master Attendant: *gives them some magic fruits* Eat and keep working.
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My Peking Duck: *decides to attack instead of using a basic skill to silence the skin voucher uke mochi*
My Peking Duck: *silences said uke mochi only once and then again when its shield is up*
My Peking's FA: Atk Spd Maxed
Other People's Peking in Showdown: *silences me every friggin turn*
Me: . . .I hate my Peking Duck. I hate him so much.
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Different Types of Coffee
Coffee (our coffee shop daddy): I can make your wildest dreams come true. . .only if you're Chocolate. *winks at Chocolate*
Pumpkin Latte: *on the phone* Omg. I can't believe he said that. What!? Girl dump him. Mmhmm. They were roommates!
Caramel Macchiato: Today is going to be a great day! I can't wait for the world to taste so good and pure and watch everyone that walks in here...leave with a smile! *in a prison cell* Mark my words. Everyone will be smiling when I get out of here.
Black Coffee: My life has become bleak and meaningless. We lost the war. We endured, but it wasn't enough. The alarm clock went off far too early. Far earlier than it should have. *slams fist on table as rain pounds on the window* Do. You. Know. What. It's. Like. To. Wake. Up. At. 4am?
Cappuccino: Nobody has any artistic expression these days. Maybe I should open a class. I can open an art cafe. How can one be so brilliant? Yet oh so sad?
Light and Sweet: I will do whatever it takes to make you happy. I promise my life to you. Believe me! Even if you move on to someone else, I promise I won't be bitter. You deserve all the happiness the world has to offer.
Espresso: Oh. Hehe. How's it going? *trembling* I need more caffeine. So do you. Here's a nice shot of espresso! WAKE UP EVERYONE!
Cold Brew: I fear no man. But Caramel Macchiato. . .he scares me. *coldly stares off into the distance as snow whips around*
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Master Attendant: Alright, so I need to make six calamari skewers for the air ship. None of my food souls need them. Okay, and I need to make six of those and six of those. Piece of cake.
Airship: Oh? So you think you're safe? I see your stamina is low. Here ya go. *exquisites on every dish needed*
Master Attendant:
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Salt and Pepper Shrimp: Humans are disgusting.
Master Attendant: 😍 You are absolutely right.
Salt and Pepper Shrimp: . . .Were you even listening?
Master Attendant: *swoon*
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Back!
I even started playing Food Fantasy again and left my old guild to start fresh! So I made a new one! Also, Salt n Pepper Shrimp, he's high quality "husbento".
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I really want to apologize for the lack of anything on this blog. I've been in this state of depression that I just can't shake off. It's really put my life on standstill. I just don't want anyone to think I abandoned this blog. Deep down I really still care, but I can't bring myself to do much. I'll be back soon. . .I hope. Otherwise, it might be a little longer than I expected. I wish you all the best until I come back.
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Master Attendant: *dumps glitter on Eggette*
Eggette: Huhhuh! This'll be fun master attendant!
Master Attendant: Right you are! Now go and get em! *sends Eggette into rival attendant's restaurant* Yes.
Steak: What are you doing? *scowling*
Master Attendant: *feigning innocence* Spreading germ awareness. Glitter is the best way to teach people to wash their hands or. . .*clenches fists* be forever doomed. *glitter sparkles on apron*
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Napoleon Cake: *realizing he has nothing to cut a cake with*
B-52: Shall I. . .*whips out saw* start operating?
Napoleon Cake:
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Whisky: *defeats an enemy*
Pizza: *nervous chuckling* Wow. You uh, did good.
Whisky: *bashes self in the face*
Pizza: *glances at Cassata* . . .
Cassata: . . .I can help him.
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Me: *knowing the summoning pool can be a vicious cycle of R food souls*
Me: *goes into a summon anyway and receives nothing but R souls*
Me:
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Pasta de Nata is right above Spaghetti and I just can't. Pastel changed his name because of Napoleon. I promise.
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Enough with giving the same food souls multiple skins!
Give Coffee a skin you cowards.
And while we're at it. . .
GIVE STEAK TOGIS YOU FOOLS.
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Pudding: *glaring at Omurice* You need to stop being a creeper!
Omurice: *scowling* AWW MAN!
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I might as well worship this while I have the chance. I was rank 47 and dropped to 52. I know the whales will be rising and I'll fall, but I'll bask in the pantheon of sheer dumb luck anyday. Remember kids, callout posts against your food souls...*wink* can work. Haha. I'll be out of the top 100 any moment. *sad wink* The guild will drop too, but I got em up to 29 last I checked. . .
EDIT: IF THERE IS ANOTHER ONE OF THESE FLYING AROUND. . .tumblr decided to throw a fit. I hate this site so much sometimes. I say it on main and I will say it here. FIX YOUR STUFF!
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When your Food Soul's energy bar is full and they don't launch it, so they die instead
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Omurice: Master Attendant, I just finished cooking breakfast. People seemed to really love it.
Master Attendant: Haha. Eggs-ellent. *winks and snaps fingers*
Omurice: *stares* . . .
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