Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190401165541/@comment-29038468-20190420194114

"It's still not everyone..." She mutters. Ophelia sighs and puts back on a happy face and splits herself into multiple clones who quickly set to work making dinner for everyone. "You and you, set the tableware. You, chop the ingredients. You, start making the stew and have it simmer until the chopping is done. You two wash the rice and season the beef. And you, help me make these meat buns!" The real Ophelia barks out to her clones.