With the blizzard come and gone, the city administration makes quick work of transforming the landscape from a post-apocalyptic white dream (or nightmare) to a more picturesque winter wonderland. While the heavy snow drifts are easily plowed away and the sheets of ice quickly cleared from roofs and bridges, the grounds of the city's parks and sidewalks still enjoy their seasonal coating of soft, fresh snow.
By mid-month, new posters begin to pop up on bulletin boards and network advertisements, featuring the cheerful sound of trumpets and the encouraging view of your favorite volunteer coordinators, inviting you to take part in the city's annual winter games. It's not quite olympian, and no previous experience is required — any and all are welcome to sign up for as many events as they'd like, and while medals aren't awarded, winners may very well find themselves bequeathed with something even more fun! (We hear bar tabs and instachecks are all the rage these days!)
Feeling festive? Come join the fun this weekend at the games!
▸ Are you freakishly flexible? Are you beauty? Are you grace? (We recommend not punching the judges in the face.) Ski ballet may be just the game for you! Play your walk up song as you emerge on skis to Cadelle's adoring crowds. You'll have 90 seconds to make your way downhill while twirling, spinning, kicking and leaping your way with style. Don't want to go it alone? This year Cadelle's offering the chance to compete in pairs. Let's hope your chemistry sets the rain slopes on fire.
▸ Does anyone remember that phrase 'Go sit on a block of ice?' Well, the sport of ice blocking takes that little idiom rather literally as participants slide down one of the city's grassier hills with little more than a giant block of ice, graciously provided by the local ice master. First one down is the winner! Though, just as a reminder: the city is not responsible for any stuck tongues, buns, or other body parts that may result from this event.
▸ Are you crazy about water? Are you unafraid of those freezing waves? The sport of polar diving may be perfect for you! Be sure to slather on the providied petroleum jelly all over your exposed skin and climb on top of the recently built high dive board at Lake Bunton — once you're poised and ready, let loose with your best swan dive... or bellyflop. Three judges will score your stylish dive on a scale of 1-10. The best average score wins!
▸ Are you a fixture at Lucky Lanes? Or is that elusive perfect 300 a pipe dream? Either way, what happens when you mix winter weather, pins, and big round balls? Epic fun, of course, in the form of a fantastically frenzied game of ice bowling! Just.... try not to fall over as you do your victory shuffle after you get that 7-10 split.
Of course, if you're not the sporting type, there's still plenty to see and do during the games! Maybe you'll opt to cheer on your friends and neighbors in their exploits — flags, vuvuzelas, and all manner of spectator accessories are available for purchase from nearby vendors, and for those who may not want to spend a fortune, the city offers free decorate-it-yourself kits for banners at the entrance to the viewing stands! More entreprenurial citizens may choose to invest in a willing market; visit the barking traveling bookies to place a wager on your favored winner, or maybe lay down a few cuddlebucks on an implausible yet possible end scenario — Ireland wins but Russia gets the snitch, anyone?
Whether you've opted to practice your best polar bear performance, rolled a turkey on the ice, or maybe just kept warm in your parka on the stands, be sure to keep a space open in the end of your weekend for the city's closing ceremony. There's the traditional pomp and circumstance, of course, in the issuance of awards and winner's trophies; more important and certainly more exciting, though, is the hosted dinner, held outdoors under a gleaming white tent just beyond the shores of Blue Springs Pool. It's a beautiful place to enjoy a delicious meal with friends, so the city certainly hopes you'll make time to attend!
Howdy, cuddlers!
With the excitement of the 2018 Winter Games just around the corner, we thought it might be fun for you to get to enjoy some sportsmanship of your own this time of year. While the Olympic Games are certainly reserved for the best of the best, Cadelle's version is open to all, and focuses less on swiftly navigating down snowy hills on your preferred mode of transportation (because, really, what else differentiates snowboarding from skiing from bobsled racing and luge...?) and more on the way you choose to move! We hope your characters have a blast while they dance on skis, slide on giant blocks of ice, dive into freezing cold water, or just roll an ice ball down a slick plane of frozen grass... or maybe just watch all their friends make fools of themselves instead!
If you have any further questions specific to this event, we encourage you to ask away on our QUESTIONS COMMENT here in this post. If you have general questions, or prefer a more private venue, our GENERAL INBOX (and SCREENED INBOX) is always available for you. In addition, if you've got an idea for a future event, feel free to drop us a line at our EVENTS SUGGESTION POST.
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cuddlecity2018-01-19 06:24 pm
Snowbunny!
"Well, you kept this a secret, didn't you, you little sneak! No wonder you needed a winter coat. That was dazzling." Have a big hug from a very impressed Magnus Bane. "Forget the Shadowhunting, this is your true calling."
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She thumps him gently on the shoulder, scoffing at his suggestion of a career change, still grinning as they pull apart again. "It was all part of the surprise! And I couldn't have done it without your expertise," she insists, gloved fingers dancing in the fur of her parka. "You don't think it was too much?" she asks. She might even mean it sincerely.
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He offers his arm. "Come on, that performance deserves a hot chocolate. Maybe spiked with a little something, hmm?"
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She links her arm through his automatically, “Well, if you're buying,” and lets him lead the way. Hot Chocolate isn't exactly exotic to her, but the variety available still gives her pause. She wants to try everything but that's for another today, and orders something safe, a Mexican hot chocolate with a little extra cayenne and cinnamon and chocolate shavings on top. A little extra heat to combat the cold, even if her parka and fur-lined boots are very effectively shutting it out.
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As they walk, Magnus produces a flash from inside his jacket and wiggles it, then tucks it away again. "I'm buying, and then some," he says with a wink, squeezing her arm. "How are you settling in, my dear? Making any particular friends we should be gossiping about?"
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“Well, I like my apartment, but it definitely needs more me,” she declares while they wait for their hot chocolates to appear. “And still making friends,” she says, a little more thoughtfully. “What about you, Mr. Bane?” she asks, the kind of faux-casual that probably alerts him to her line of thought before she even gets to, “Anything, or anyone, we should be gossiping about?” Fair's fair, Magnus, if she had anyone, she'd dish, but as it stands, she has no one to gossip about since Thor ghosted her shortly after she arrived.
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"But maybe there should be," he says more quietly. "It's possible the only reason there isn't is because of stubbornness that doesn't need to be there."
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Her lips pinch together in a clear attempt to withhold a smile, and she reaches out with her free hand to squeeze his shoulder, run her hand down his arm lightly. “It's genetic,” she says by way of sympathy, her expression settling into something less mirthful, herself. “Not sure what Alec's excuse is, though,” she adds a beat later with a wink as she returns to Magnus's side and leans into him as she walk a little further away from the hot chocolate vendor.
Honestly, though, while she gets it, and she respects them both... for the life of her she can't figure out what could possibly keeps the two of them apart for long, especially here, in this strange attempt at Utopia.
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He sighs and wrinkles his nose. "It just didn't feel right. Not with Alexander here. We weren't together when I came here, but that had been because of the politics of it all, and we don't have those politics here. The only warlock here is me, the only Shadowhunters are the usual suspects." So why is he drawing this out?
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But this was something they needed to work out for themselves, and she hopes... she hopes they do. Sooner or later. Matters of the heart are really not her strength, if she's being honest with herself. But she can still love deeply and still hope for the best for those that she does. And Magnus has come under that category for her, too.
“Alec made his choices, you've made yours, and... I don't think you're wrong, Magnus. I'm not here to defend him, even if I can see both sides,” she says carefully. Her brother had been a colossal idiot in not telling Magnus about the sword, and Alec knew it, so there was no reason to drag him, especially because she also understands why he didn't. But she holds up a hand anyway, as if to make it clear that she's going to speak her mind and drop the subject, should he desire.
“But I think you should talk to him. Hear him out. And if you can't work it out, at least you tried. And if you can? Good.” Okay, she's a little biased.
She takes a long sip of her hot chocolate and almost moans, then extends it to Magnus.
“I do believe I was promised a little something extra.”