normal ocean creatures: ah. viva la sea. the blue, it is harsh but it is my love. i am a magnificent creature in a magical place
the deep ocean weirdos: i don’t need oxygen to survive. i haven’t eaten since the fall of byzantium. i have 300 eyes on my eyeballs. its been 14000 years since I’ve bumped into another life form. I’ll kick anything’s ass. nothing can kill me not even death
BAKING - stick to the recipe (you can usually adjust sugar content to taste, though)
BREAD - wait for the right weather conditions (or engineer them), be one assertive and self-confident motherfucker because dough can feel it if you aren’t, a blood sacrifice probably helps, trust the gods
PASTRY - your God is dead, the god of gluten and madness is risen, abandon all hope ye who enter here