Whisk and Cleaver

Whisk (voiced by negaoryx) and Cleaver (voiced by Havana Mahoney) are the two androids first introduced in *Cook, Serve, Delicious! 3?!*. They saved Chef (the player) from the rubble left behind from the destruction of Teragon Supertower in 2041 and then worked with them inside the new 'Cook, Serve, Delicious!' Foodtruck, with Whisk acting as the driver and Cleaver acting as the guardian.

# Personalities

Throughout the game, Whisk and Cleaver have many dialogues that show their relationship with each other and their opinions on the various territories and events in the game's canon.

## Whisk

Whisk is the more cheerful and optimistic android. She always tries to look at the bright side of any situation she is in, whether it be terrible or not. One such example is when she recounts a story of her experience in the Blue War to Cleaver, and how her lack of a sense of direction led to her crew making insulting nicknames like 'Worthless Whisk'. Despite their off-putting behaviour towards her and Cleaver's concern for her, she still mentioned that she "totally deserved it" and even went as far as calling it funny.

## Cleaver

Cleaver is the more realistic and passionate android. She protects the foodtruck from any rivalling foodtrucks that may attack, and tells the player about any damages to the truck so that they can be more prepared. She also seems to care deeply about Whisk, showing great concern for her when she tells a harrowing story and laughs it off.

# Dialogues

## Cutscenes

Dialogues from the characters are below the images they are spoken in within the slideshow.

### Introduction

* **Beginning of Scene**
* *Narration:* The year is 2041, and the United States is reeling from war. But that hasn't stopped business from booming.
* *Narration:* Welcome to Tasteville recently opened its 1,000th restaurant.
* *Narration:* Chilly Bowl bought a small island in the Pacific.
* *Narration:* And Max Wieners continues to be in and out of various ventures.
* *Narration:* And as for Cook, Serve, Delicious?
Well, it continues to be regarded as the finest restaurant in the world.
* *Narration:* ...until it was destroyed twenty minutes ago.
* *Cleaver:* Easy on the brakes, Whisk!
*Whisk:* Sorry Cleaver! This old hunk of junk needs some love and care.
* *Cleaver:* Jeez. Look at this place.
*Whisk:* Do you think anyone made it?
* *Cleaver:* Only one way to find out.
* *Whisk:* Hey Cleaver! I think I found a survivor! Give me a hand!
*Cleaver:* On my way!
* *Cleaver:* Alright. One...two...three...LIFT!
* *Whisk:* Holy crepe, is that the Chef from Cook, Serve, Delicious? I'm such a big fan!
* *Cleaver:* Chef. I've got some good news and some bad news. Your vitals look fine, just some minor scrapes and brain hemorrhaging, but your restaurant is...
* *Cleaver:* ...it's gone. I'm... I'm sorry.
* *Whisk:* Cleaver! Um, a word with you? In private?
* *Cleaver:* What?
*Whisk:* What if we give Chef our truck and offer to help? You could be a guardian, and I could be the driver!
* *Cleaver:* Well, it would be nice to work with living people for a change!
* *Whisk:* Alright then. It's settled.
*Cleaver:* Ok, well I didn't like agree to...
*Whisk:* HEY CHEF! We have an idea!
* **End of Scene**

### Leaving Buttermilk County

* **Beginning of Scene**
*Whisk:* Hold up, what's that under the windshield?
* *Whisk:* "Dear Chef, you are royally invited to compete at the Iron Cook Foodtruck Challenge in Nashville, Tennessee! Fame and glory await!!"
* *Cleaver:* A food truck competition in the nation's capital?
*Whisk:* Chef, that's amazing! We should leave right away.
* *Cleaver:* Ok hold on Whisk, I don't think this rust-bucket is ready for a 2,000 mile long road trip.
* *Whisk:* Sure it is! I'll plot a route that takes us through some of the most food-loving territories in the nation. That way we can earn some money, upgrade the truck and win the competition so Chef can get their restaurant back!
* *Cleaver:* That...actually doesn't sound half-bad. What do ya say, Chef?
* *Whisk:* Pleaseeeeee?
*Cleaver:* I mean it's fine if you say no.
*Whisk:* It's really not though pleeeeaassee?
* *Cleaver:* Choices are important and-
*Whisk:* PLEEASSSEEEE
* *Cleaver:* As a sentient being you do have the choice to say no and then we can all go home.
* *Whisk:* Cleaver.
*Cleaver:* What?
What??
* *The player chooses one of these two options:*
Continue on the road trip of a lifetime!
Nah let's just go home I'm tired.
*Choosing to continue takes the player back to the territory select menu. Choosing to go home brings up the 'Foodtruck on Patrol' credits along with some additional dialogue from Whisk and Cleaver.*
* *Whisk:* Aw, ok Chef, I understand.
*Cleaver:* Wow, you looked weak but...I didn't think that weak.
* *Whisk:* Cleaver!
*Cleaver:* What?
* *The credits continue to scroll infinitely into a black screen until the player chooses to continue.*
After giving it some thought I'm ready to turn the food truck around and go on the adventure of a lifetime.
**End of Scene**

### Leaving Evergreen Meadows

* **Beginning of Scene**
*Cleaver:* 500 miles down, 1,500 to go.
*Whisk:* Well yeah, give or take. Mostly give.
*Cleaver:* What was that?
* *Whisk:* Nothing!
*Cleaver:* Really? Because it sounded like you muttered something.
* *Whisk:* Well it's 1,500 miles as the crow flies, but this isn't a crow, it's a food truck. And we've got a lot of states to dodge.
* *Whisk:* Like, you know, the ones that were nuked in the Blue War, the ones that sank into the ocean, the ones that are currently on fire, oh and you can't forget the ones that walled themselves off like Texas, and then of course you have the land of the dead-
* *Cleaver:* Yeah yeah, ok Whisk, I understand, so how many actual miles until we get to Nashville?
* *Whisk:* Um about four thousand?
*Cleaver:* FOUR THOUSAND?? Four thousand.
* *Whisk:* And that's assuming we don't get lost. In the Blue War I got lost all the time!
But...hey! Maybe this will be different! First time for everything and all that?
* *Cleaver:* ...four thousand.
* *Whisk:* yayyyyyyy
* *Cleaver:* No yay.
**End of Scene**

### Leaving Halcyon County

* **Beginning of Scene**
*Whisk:* So you're telling me that Chef used to have not just one, but TWO world class restaurants?
* *Cleaver:* Sort of. The first restaurant was in the SherriSoda Tower.
Chef took it from this dumpy, one star eatery to the finest restaurant in the world.
* *Cleaver:* Years later, the SherriSoda managers were found to be committing financial fraud...and the restaurant was closed.
* *Whisk:* Aww. poor Chef!
* *Cleaver:* Yeah. After losing everything Chef started a new restaurant in Boise's biggest building, Teragon Tower, and before you know it Chef had the finest restaurant in the world, again.
* *Whisk:* That's so exciting! Good for Chef!
* *Cleaver:* Right, until that artillery strike hit the tower.
*Whisk:* Oh. Yeah, no, um...I forgot about that.
* *Cleaver:* It's hard losing everything. It's even harder losing everything twice.
* *Whisk:* Well, third time's a charm!
**End of Scene**

### Leaving Tyrell County

* **Beginning of Scene**
*Cleaver:* Whisk, I never asked- what's with the photo?
* *Whisk:* Oh! That's my old crew, from the Blue War. I was their driver. I used to get lost all. The. Time. They'd call me funny names like Worthless Whisk.
* *Cleaver:* Worthless Whisk?
*Whisk:* Yeah!
* *Cleaver:* Whisk I um, that doesn't sound very funny. At all.
* *Whisk:* No no, it was funny. Because I'd get lost, and then they'd yell at me, and then they'd call me that name, and, yeah, no, it's totally fine. I deserved it.
* *Cleaver:* Um...
*Whisk:* Sooo hey! Do you know what you want to do after we get to Nashville?
* *Cleaver:* Uh I dunno, might be nice to go back to my hometown in New Orleans and settle down? It'd be good to be somewhere familiar again.
* *Whisk:* Hey, maybe we can stop by your hometown on our way to Nashville!
*Cleaver:* Really?
* *Whisk:* Of course! Provided we don't get lost.
*Cleaver:* Ah. Right.
**End of Scene**

### Leaving Love County

* **Beginning of Scene**
*Cleaver:* So, where to next?
* *Whisk:* We're going into the ultra-secretive walled-off territory...of Texas.
* *Cleaver:* Is there a secret entrance, or a tunnel under the wall? Or...wait, are you a TEXAN?
* *Whisk:* None of the above!
* *Cleaver:* Did you get us permits or something?
* *Whisk:* Oh no, it would be way too hard to get work permits at this late notice.
* *Cleaver:* Sooo...how are we getting in?
* *Whisk:* BRIBES! I am going to bribe the border guards!
* *Cleaver:* There's no way that is going to work.
**End of Scene**

### Leaving Glint Plains

* **Beginning of Scene**
*Whisk:* Hey, Cleaver?
* *Cleaver:* Yeah?
* *Whisk:* What do you think Chef will do after the competition?
* *Cleaver:* What do you mean?
* *Whisk:* Like if we win. Do you think Chef will really open another luxury restaurant?
* *Cleaver:* Uh, yeah probably. I mean there's only so much you can do with a food truck.
* *Whisk:* Oh.
* *Cleaver:* What's up?
* *Whisk:* No need for a driver in a luxury restaurant.
* *Cleaver:* I uh, I guess not.
**End of Scene**

### Leaving Grandview County

* **Beginning of Scene**
*Whisk:* Thank goodness we're done with Houston. Those fines were really adding up!
* *Cleaver:* Wait, what fines?
* *Whisk:* Fined for owning a vehicle more than three years old, fined for having a net worth of less than two million dollars, fined for making eye contact with platinum tier members of society...
* *Cleaver:* Alright that does it, we're teaching them a lesson. Whisk, give me the wheel, we're running over a mailbox.
* *Whisk:* What? No!!
* *Cleaver:* These people deserve it! Snobby rich half-wits who wouldn't know human decency if it kicked them in the head. Give me the wheel Whisk!
* *Whisk:* No! Running over a mailbox is a CRIME!
* *Cleaver:* It is Houston! Being Houston is the real crime here!
* *Whisk:* Cleaver! This hunk of junk can barely hit 60! How do you think it'll fare if we run over a mailbox?
* *Cleaver:* Good question! LET'S FIND OUT!
* *Whisk:* Alright if you insist! But I was going to take us to your home town next as a treat and it would be a real shame if-
* *Cleaver:* Wait wait wait really? Well why are we still in Houston? Let's GO!
**End of Scene**

### Leaving Newer Orleans County

* **Beginning of Scene**
*Cleaver:* It was good to be back home. Newer Orleans was...nice...
* *Whisk:* Oh! Yeah, sure! It's...quaint!
* *Cleaver:* And you know, it'll be a good place to settle because I hear real estate is just really, really cheap, ah you know so many vacancies to choose from. Most of them even have a roof!
* *Whisk:* Can't forget that!
* *Cleaver:* And you know, half of the radiation at least will be gone in like what, thirty years? That's not very long.
* *Whisk:* That is so soon!
* *Cleaver:* Oh my gosh that was a nightmare. Did you see the sky Whisk?? And the trees?
* *Whisk:* Ohhh thank goodness, I didn't want to say anything but...it...
* *Cleaver:*...it's not my home anymore.
**End of Scene**

### Leaving Metro Central

* **Beginning of Scene**
*Cleaver:* That was...someplace.
* *Whisk:* I'll say! It had places you could go and things you could do.
* *Cleaver:* They even had sewer caps!
* *Whisk:* And what more do you need in a place?
* *Cleaver:* Nothing! In fact anything more would be excessive.
* *Whisk:* So, considering Newer Orleans was a bust, do you think you could settle down in a place like Metro Central?
* *Cleaver:* I think I'd rather live in a hole in the ground.
* *Whisk:* Well. I'm sure we'll find somewhere that you'll like more than a hole in the ground.
* *Cleaver:* I dunno. You should have seen the foxholes I dug in the Blue War. Everyone was begging me to dig theirs.
* *Whisk:* Maybe you can dig one for me when all this is over.
* *Cleaver:* For you? I'll dig two.
**End of Scene**

### Leaving Drydock Harbor

* **Beginning of Scene**
*Whisk:* I can't believe Nashville is the next stop. Can you believe we've been through 12 states? That's nearly a third of them!
* *Cleaver:* It's just a shame that they're all worse than they used to be.
* *Whisk:* What? That's not true!
* *Cleaver:* I mean, half a dozen states fell into the sea, Washington and Hawaii got so fed up they went and joined Canada, and I still don't have a place to live thanks to my hometown becoming an irradiated wasteland!
* *Whisk:* But it's not all bad! Halcyon County has an amazing sports team, Charleston is a thriving underwater city AND the wealthy and powerful are preparing to build settlements on other worlds! Just because things have changed doesn't mean it's necessarily for the worse.
* *Cleaver:* Huh. I uh, I guess I get to shoot at food trucks now. and that's pretty fun!
* *Whisk:* That's the spirit.
**End of Scene**

### Final Day of Davidson County

* **Beginning of Scene**
*Cleaver:* I can't believe the Iron Cook Food Truck Challenge is tomorrow. This is it.
* *Whisk:* You said it, Cleaver. This. Is. It. The end! The final destination!
* *Cleaver:* This is what we set out for, and tomorrow we're gonna win this competition and nothing is going to stop us!
* *Whisk:* Yeah! And then the day after that I have no idea what's gonna happen!
* *Cleaver:* Um... sure...
* *Whisk:* Chef will open up a luxury restaurant and be showered with fame and glory and I will wander around in an unused food truck looking for direction and purpose in life knowing my best adventure is behind me.
* *Cleaver:* Uh, hey Whisk... you doin' alright buddy?
* *Whisk:* LET'S WIN THIS COMPETITION!!!!!
**End of Scene**

## Territory Specific

These dialogues play at the beginning of the first day of a territory. They give some insight into the history of the territory, as well as into the characters' personalities. Due to their length, they are skippable.

### Evergreen Meadows

* **Beginning of Dialogue**
*Whisk:* And we're off! Say goodbye to that two-bit town of Boise, Idaho and say hello to open plains, roadside chimichangas, and heart to heart conversations.
* *Cleaver:* No heart to hearts, or chimichangas.
* *Whisk:* Fine. But can you at least say hello to Evergreen Meadows?
* *Cleaver:* Wait, THIS is Evergreen Meadows? I thought it'd be greener.
* *Whisk:* Oh, this place was never green. Evergreen Meadows decided that the best way to attract tourists would be to just straight up lie about its topography.
* *Cleaver:* ...huh.
* *Whisk:* But it's not all bad! You know before the Blue War this place was hugely popular for off-roading bikes and off-loading bodies.
* *Cleaver:* Oh. Wonderful.
**End of Dialogue**

### Halcyon County

* **Beginning of Dialogue**
*Whisk:* Welcome to Halcyon County. Who would have thought this tourist trap would grow into a thriving country town.
* *Cleaver:* Also home to the best sports team in the world - The South Dakota Roast Beefs.
* *Whisk:* Cleaver! I didn't know you were a Beef Head! So am I! Do you think Chef's a Beef Head too?
* *Cleaver:* Oh, no doubt.
* *Whisk:* Go Roast Beefs! Roast their beef!
* *Whisk and Cleaver:* Go Roast Beefs!! Roast their beef!!!
**End of Dialogue**

### Tyrell County

* **Beginning of Dialogue**
*Cleaver:* Hang on, is this Tyrell County? I think I was born here.
* *Whisk:* You grew up here?
* *Cleaver:* Well no I grew up in Louisiana, but this was where I was manufactured.
* *Whisk:* Makes sense. Tyrell County is the industrial epicenter of the nation. Home of concrete, steel, and Max Wieners!
* *Cleaver:* What happened to the sky?
* *Whisk:* Oh, it's there. Just covered by smog.
* *Whisk:* The pollution here is so bad, workers can only stay for a maximum of 8 hours a day.
* *Whisk:* Any more than that and...ugh.
* *Cleaver:* Wait...how long are we here for?
* *Cleaver:* Whisk? WHISK?
* *Whisk:* lalalalala...Can't hear you over the driiiiving!
* *Cleaver:* I am literally right next to you!
* *Whisk:* Nope can't hear you.
**End of Dialogue**

### Love County

* **Beginning of Dialogue**
*Whisk:* Welcome to Love County, in the sunny south of Oklahoma!
* *Cleaver:* Eight, nine, ten...ten tanks? What is going on here?
* *Whisk:* Oh! Well after Texas walled itself off from the rest of the country in 2031, the US decided to
* *Whisk:* heavily arm its side of the border to discourage Texas from trying anything.
* *Cleaver:* You know, this reminds me of the Blue War. Did I ever tell you (this is a great story) about this time I unscrewed the arms
* *Cleaver:* off of a robot- and so its last memory before it closed its eyes forever was of me beating it with its own arms! Can you imagine...your own arms!!
* *Whisk:* That's horrifying! Cleaver, why why why would you tell me that??
* *Cleaver:* What? It's a good story...and they're not around to tell it anymore!
* *Whisk:* ...because of you!
* *Cleaver:* Yeah! Thank you! Because of me!
**End of Dialogue**

### Glint Plains

* **Beginning of Dialogue**
*Cleaver:* I cannot believe that worked.
* *Whisk:* Welcome one and all to the secretive- but easy to bribe- territory of Texas.
* *Cleaver:* You know, for all the talk about this walled-off territory I wasn't expecting an endless sea of strip malls.
* *Whisk:* Well, actually after several states were destroyed by natural disasters and war there was a lot of talk about how a
* *Whisk:* rebuilt America would look. Texas didn't want to change so they separated to keep their way of life.
* *Cleaver:* It honestly just feels like it's trapped in the 80s.
* *Whisk:* Well hey, at least Texas didn't go totally insane like Wisconsin and built a moat around itself.
* *Cleaver:* How else are they supposed to keep all that cheese safe?
**End of Dialogue**

### Grandview County

* **Beginning of Dialogue**
*Whisk:* And now for the most prosperous stop on our trip- Grandview County, AKA Houston.
* *Cleaver:* We're in Houston? You know this place was a real piece of work back in 2020. Nothing made sense and it took thirty minutes
* *Cleaver:* just to travel a mile. It's a real pity this place didn't get nuked.
* *Whisk:* Well honestly it hasn't totally changed for the better. Some people here can be a bit unfriendly towards outsiders and
* *Whisk:* low income workers so, I'm thinking just to be safe we'll stick to outside the city limits.
* *Cleaver:* WHAT? Whisk, how do you expect us to get any customers if we don't get into the city?
* *Whisk:* ...ohhhh. Um...
* *Cleaver:* Just take us in and if anyone complains they can deal with ME.
* *Whisk:* Your funeral!
**End of Dialogue**

### Newer Orleans County

* **Beginning of Dialogue**
*Cleaver:* I can't believe I'm back in New Orleans after all these years!
* *Whisk:* Uh...Newer Orleans. (*Cleaver:* What?) Newer Orleans. That's what it's called now.
* *Cleaver:* Huh. That's weird. Hey do you think they've still got that market on St.Claude?
* *Whisk:* ...I mean most people fled the state after the bombs leveled everything.
* *Cleaver:* Right, but not everyone fled and I heard they're starting to rebuild!
* *Whisk:* Well, yes but there wasn't much left to rebuild, so they decided to start over. Cleaver, how long has it been since you lived here?
* *Cleaver:* A long time. Like...a really long time.
**End of Dialogue**

### Metro Central

* **Beginning of Dialogue**
*Cleaver:* Is this Metro Central? It's so...normal looking.
* *Whisk:* It sure is! It is such a delight to finally visit a city with no discernible personality.
* *Cleaver:* I've heard Metro Central has the best bathrooms in the nation.
* *Whisk:* Oh yeah!! Lucky you Chef.
* *Whisk:* I wish robots could use bathrooms.
* *Cleaver:* Same Whisk. Big same.
**End of Dialogue**

### Drydock Harbor

* **Beginning of Dialogue**
*Whisk:* (Humming) do do do do doooo doo... do dooo do do doooo...
* *Cleaver:* (While Whisk hums in the background) Whisk? Hey Whisk?
* *Cleaver:* (While Whisk hums in the background) WHISK! Where are we?
* *Whisk:* Huh? Hm? Oh! Uhhhh we are in Drydock Harbor! During the Blue War this place was used as a transport hub for both sides of the conflict.
* *Cleaver:* Both sides? Wouldn't that be a little bit...
* *Whisk:* Fatal? Absolutely. The local government was quick to enforce a strict play nice policy to prevent fighting from breaking out.
* *Whisk:* If anyone tried anything they'd have to give all their supplies to the other side.
* *Cleaver:* And that worked?
* *Whisk:* For one whole WEEK!
* *Cleaver:* Oh wow!
* *Whisk:* I know right!
**End of Dialogue**

### Davidson County

* **Beginning of Dialogue**
*Whisk:* I can't believe we're finally in Nashville! The new capital of the remaining United States.
* *Cleaver:* There are a lot more old buildings than last time I was here.
* *Whisk:* Oh! Well um, after DC descended into the ocean the government actually sent divers to pull old monuments up from the sea.
* *Cleaver:* Huh. Oh and hey, Whisk! You got us here in one piece! Great job.
* *Whisk:* I know!! I'm no longer worthless.
* *Cleaver:* Whisk, listen to me. You were never worthless.
**End of Dialogue**

## After a Day

### Manifest Your Truth

Manifest Your Truth is a gag end of day dialogue based on the highlight of one of Havana Mahoney's twitch streams. It can only be played in game by loading a save file and inputting the Konami Code (up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A) until a 'ding' sound can be heard. After this, achieve a gold medal on any day and the following dialogue will occur.

* **Beginning of Dialogue**
*Cleaver:* LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, MANIFEST YOUR TRUUUUTH! ACHIEEEVVEE THEMMMM! THINK IT IN YOUR MIND AND IT WILL BEEEEE!
* *Whisk:* ...Cleaver.
* *Cleaver:* BUHLAHDAHALAHDALBAH
**End of Dialogue**