Post by iphy on Feb 5, 2018 5:34:03 GMT -5
On Camera
Iphigenia Medrapedes stands at a stove, she has on a burgundy apron, and a chef hat on. On the counter next to her sits a carton of eggs. Iphy looks up, and smiles happily as she notices the camera was indeed rolling.
Iphy: Hiya! Welcome to WCG’s “Cooking with Iphy!”
A graphic scrolls across the screen, saying the name of the show, with four exclamation points and a few choice emojis. As this is going on, Iphy turns on the stove and begins to heat up a cast iron skillet. Once the slew of emojis finish flying across the screen, Iphy gives an enthusiasts thumbs up, and winks.
Iphy: I asked WCG GM Mercedes Cares for this time to talk about my match, she explained it had absolutely nothing to do with cooking. But, lookie, here we are. Fudge yeah!
“Fudge Yeah!” Blinks on the screen noess than five times, as Iphy does what can only be described as a happy dance all the while.
Iphy: We're having a scramble, and you simply can't have a scramble without a few eggs, right!?
Cut to the crowd, who begin an enthusiastic “Right!” many can even be spotted wearing the official “Fudge Yeah!” T-shirt (available at the NGW/WCG Merch shop!) Cut back to the kitchen, Iphy has five eggs set out, each with little smiles sharpied on to them.
Iphy: Tasmin Richards, I respect you lady. But into the pan!
She enthusiastically cracks the egg, and dumps it's contents into the hot pan, before moving onto the next egg.
Iphy: Oh, not Mr. Wasabi! You're a real pal, and very nice to me all the time. I'll make sure to give you a big hug before the match, but before that. It's hash tag into the pan!
She starts to crack the egg, but stops herself just short of actually doing so. Iphy shakes her head, and sits it to the side, making sure it's little egg eyes can see the pan.
Iphy: You get a pass in the demonstration, you did show me SteakUms after all. I'll try to be more tough during the real thing. Moving on! James, no questions it's into the pan buddy!
She shows the Wasabi egg James Pridemore egg, has them do a little mock interaction, and has Wasabi smack him, right into the skillet.
Iphy: Mr. Wasabi! Back to the carton for you, I'm supposed to crack the eggs. (Changing voices) Oh no, not the carton! (Back to normal voice) Ok, you win. Pan!
She cracks Wasabi, and drops his insides into the pan. Iphy does a little shimmy, and picks up one of the two remaining eggs.
Iphy: Mr. Wilde good to see you. Where would you like to go today? Are you sure, well ok. Into the pan! Plop! One more left, and it's Piper. Hiya Piper! Bye ya Piper, into the pan!
She cracks the two eggs against one another, and giggles like a schoolgirl.
Iphy: And remember season, season, season! Little bit of salt, some black pepper, cayenne pepper to taste.
Iphigenia liberally seasons her eggs, as a confused Jason Bishop wanders into the shot. Jase looks into the pan, then at Iphy, then back to the pan again.
Jase: Um, Iphy. You realize a scramble has absolutely nothing to do with eggs, right?
Iphy: Well yeah, it's a metaphor Mr. Bishop! Besides, cooking is the bestest! Well almost anyway, there's always trying your dish.
Jase: I did miss breakfast this morning, and I won't lie. It does smell pretty good. I'll be your guinea pig, why not.
Iphy claps excitedly, as she continues to stir her eggs, she adds bits of chopped ham, and cheese to her dish. Once satisfied with its consistency, she stops stirring, and plates a dish for Jase. Jason grabs a fork, and let's the smell waft into his nostrils a moment, before taking a bite. He seems into it at first, but his next bite, he looks a bit confused.
Jase: Iphy, think you got some shells in it. Other than that, well done.
Iphy: Oopsie, I forgot Mr. Pridemore went in shell and all. Mr. Wasabi got a little rambunctious.
Jase looks around quizzically, Wasabi was nowhere to be seen. He raises a finger, and starts to ask, but Iphy already knew where he was going with his question, and points at the plate.
Iphy: Not the real one, silly! The egg version. Egg Pridemore was all like I'll kick your booty, and egg Wasabi was all like oh yeah, then egg Pridemore was like yeah and, and, and BOOM! IN THE PAN! Mr. Eggmore...oh wowzers new egg name! Anyway, he went flying, and k tried to stop him, but he hit in the pan shells and all!
Jase can see that Iphigenia is proud of her handy work, so swallows his pride, along with a mouthful of shells. It's at this point Olga comes in from the other side. Jase quickly slides the plate her way.
Jase: You know what? I think, I’m all full, have at it Olga. Please.
Olga looks down at the dish, shrugs, and devours the entire thing, without so much as a wince. Jase and Iphy look on in astonishment, Olga was done in short order. Iphy smiles, and offers the pan, to see if Olga wants more, she scrapes the entirety onto her plate, and begins to chow down. Iphy, leans in toward Olga, a big goofy grin seemingly etched into her face, as she waits for Olga to finish up.
Iphy: So, Mrs. Olga. What did you think, how was it?
Olga turns her gaze towards Iphy, and raises an eyebrow at her overly cheery disposition. Letting the last bite linger on her mouth a moment, Olga swallows hard, and puts her hand on Iphy’s shoulder.
Olga: Olga enjoy, what Iphy call this crunchy egg dish?
Iphy: Well, it wasn't supposed to be crunchy. Those were shells, but I call it a WCG Scramble.
Iphy winks at the screen and holds the pose, Jason and Olga both trying to figure out why she's doing this as the scene fades.
Iphigenia Medrapedes stands at a stove, she has on a burgundy apron, and a chef hat on. On the counter next to her sits a carton of eggs. Iphy looks up, and smiles happily as she notices the camera was indeed rolling.
Iphy: Hiya! Welcome to WCG’s “Cooking with Iphy!”
A graphic scrolls across the screen, saying the name of the show, with four exclamation points and a few choice emojis. As this is going on, Iphy turns on the stove and begins to heat up a cast iron skillet. Once the slew of emojis finish flying across the screen, Iphy gives an enthusiasts thumbs up, and winks.
Iphy: I asked WCG GM Mercedes Cares for this time to talk about my match, she explained it had absolutely nothing to do with cooking. But, lookie, here we are. Fudge yeah!
“Fudge Yeah!” Blinks on the screen noess than five times, as Iphy does what can only be described as a happy dance all the while.
Iphy: We're having a scramble, and you simply can't have a scramble without a few eggs, right!?
Cut to the crowd, who begin an enthusiastic “Right!” many can even be spotted wearing the official “Fudge Yeah!” T-shirt (available at the NGW/WCG Merch shop!) Cut back to the kitchen, Iphy has five eggs set out, each with little smiles sharpied on to them.
Iphy: Tasmin Richards, I respect you lady. But into the pan!
She enthusiastically cracks the egg, and dumps it's contents into the hot pan, before moving onto the next egg.
Iphy: Oh, not Mr. Wasabi! You're a real pal, and very nice to me all the time. I'll make sure to give you a big hug before the match, but before that. It's hash tag into the pan!
She starts to crack the egg, but stops herself just short of actually doing so. Iphy shakes her head, and sits it to the side, making sure it's little egg eyes can see the pan.
Iphy: You get a pass in the demonstration, you did show me SteakUms after all. I'll try to be more tough during the real thing. Moving on! James, no questions it's into the pan buddy!
She shows the Wasabi egg James Pridemore egg, has them do a little mock interaction, and has Wasabi smack him, right into the skillet.
Iphy: Mr. Wasabi! Back to the carton for you, I'm supposed to crack the eggs. (Changing voices) Oh no, not the carton! (Back to normal voice) Ok, you win. Pan!
She cracks Wasabi, and drops his insides into the pan. Iphy does a little shimmy, and picks up one of the two remaining eggs.
Iphy: Mr. Wilde good to see you. Where would you like to go today? Are you sure, well ok. Into the pan! Plop! One more left, and it's Piper. Hiya Piper! Bye ya Piper, into the pan!
She cracks the two eggs against one another, and giggles like a schoolgirl.
Iphy: And remember season, season, season! Little bit of salt, some black pepper, cayenne pepper to taste.
Iphigenia liberally seasons her eggs, as a confused Jason Bishop wanders into the shot. Jase looks into the pan, then at Iphy, then back to the pan again.
Jase: Um, Iphy. You realize a scramble has absolutely nothing to do with eggs, right?
Iphy: Well yeah, it's a metaphor Mr. Bishop! Besides, cooking is the bestest! Well almost anyway, there's always trying your dish.
Jase: I did miss breakfast this morning, and I won't lie. It does smell pretty good. I'll be your guinea pig, why not.
Iphy claps excitedly, as she continues to stir her eggs, she adds bits of chopped ham, and cheese to her dish. Once satisfied with its consistency, she stops stirring, and plates a dish for Jase. Jason grabs a fork, and let's the smell waft into his nostrils a moment, before taking a bite. He seems into it at first, but his next bite, he looks a bit confused.
Jase: Iphy, think you got some shells in it. Other than that, well done.
Iphy: Oopsie, I forgot Mr. Pridemore went in shell and all. Mr. Wasabi got a little rambunctious.
Jase looks around quizzically, Wasabi was nowhere to be seen. He raises a finger, and starts to ask, but Iphy already knew where he was going with his question, and points at the plate.
Iphy: Not the real one, silly! The egg version. Egg Pridemore was all like I'll kick your booty, and egg Wasabi was all like oh yeah, then egg Pridemore was like yeah and, and, and BOOM! IN THE PAN! Mr. Eggmore...oh wowzers new egg name! Anyway, he went flying, and k tried to stop him, but he hit in the pan shells and all!
Jase can see that Iphigenia is proud of her handy work, so swallows his pride, along with a mouthful of shells. It's at this point Olga comes in from the other side. Jase quickly slides the plate her way.
Jase: You know what? I think, I’m all full, have at it Olga. Please.
Olga looks down at the dish, shrugs, and devours the entire thing, without so much as a wince. Jase and Iphy look on in astonishment, Olga was done in short order. Iphy smiles, and offers the pan, to see if Olga wants more, she scrapes the entirety onto her plate, and begins to chow down. Iphy, leans in toward Olga, a big goofy grin seemingly etched into her face, as she waits for Olga to finish up.
Iphy: So, Mrs. Olga. What did you think, how was it?
Olga turns her gaze towards Iphy, and raises an eyebrow at her overly cheery disposition. Letting the last bite linger on her mouth a moment, Olga swallows hard, and puts her hand on Iphy’s shoulder.
Olga: Olga enjoy, what Iphy call this crunchy egg dish?
Iphy: Well, it wasn't supposed to be crunchy. Those were shells, but I call it a WCG Scramble.
Iphy winks at the screen and holds the pose, Jason and Olga both trying to figure out why she's doing this as the scene fades.