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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[ Baby licks his lips, looking away for a second as he thinks through his usual set, and how he might switch it up a little to give her the chance to discover some different genres. If she has no knowledge of music whatsoever, there is so much to tap into, it's almost overwhelming. ]
Here, you can do whatever you want, to earn some money. Do whatever you love. It's kinda great, isn't it?
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I would love to come hear you on Wednesday. I don't know if my sort of singing would earn any coin but I could try for you, if you wanted? I had lessons.
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He pulls off his sunglasses, looking down at Sansa, finally properly seeing her eyes. ]
I'd like that very much. [ His voice is softer than he expected it to be, but he keeps going anyway. ] It' be an honor.
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( Sansa hasn’t felt warm and uncertain toward a man in a long time. It feels strange, like she’s somehow stepped backward in time, and she wants very much to sing for Baby and see if he likes it. )
I could try now, if you wanted? Just a little to give you an idea of how I sound?
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Happily will listen to you sing anywhere, though, if you feel like it.
[ He's more reserved, in a way - he does sing in public regularly, but he has the shield of a piano in front of him, and Mahogany isn't exactly the busiest joint in town. It fits him well. He wouldn't dare sing like this, and he's truly humbled by Sansa offering to. ]
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( It’s busy enough outside that Sansa thinks there won’t be many paying attention to them. Her sort of music is different from that here in Cadelle and she knows that before she even begins to sing. Still, she has a high, clear soprano and easily makes her way through The Winter Maid. )
I haven’t sung for anyone in a long time. I think I might be a little out of practice.
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When she's done, he licks his lips, before giving her a bow of his head and polite, but heartfelt, applause, as his face breaks into a smile. ]
No, that was amazing! You have a beautiful voice, Sansa. I'd love to return the privilege but I really don't think I could even come close.
[ His grin is amused, although completely genuine. If they knew each other a little better, if he thought that maybe she was open to it, he would tilt her chin up with a finger, try to make her smile back at him.
Maybe. ]
Honestly, it was beautiful. Is that a traditional song where you're from?
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( Sansa is relieved he liked it, if only because she hasn’t sung since before Ramsay, before the Eyrie. She hasn’t sung since King’s Landing and she hasn’t sung for pleasure in longer than that. She’s glad she’s still able to do it. A smile touches her lips. )
It’s a common song in the North, where I’m from. I know others, too, but I don’t have the high harp to play along and I think you’d need it to get the full effect.
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[ They sell vinyls and cds and occasionally players, not instruments. He wouldn't mind. ]
But if you have sheet music or something like that, I could always try and transcribe for the piano, and accompany you.
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( Sansa gives a soft tilt of her head toward one of the buildings; she's worried he may be cold with his small coat. He doesn't have a warm cloak like she does. )
Did you want to go inside? I don't want you to be cold. You don't have a heavy cloak like I do.
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When she mentions the cold, he nods, wrapping his arms around himself again. ]
Wouldn't mind. It's really not my kind of weather. Are you hungry? We could go get some food.
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( It's painfully formal but Sansa hasn't ever dined with a man alone before other than Littlefinger and it's strange. She doesn't know exactly how to do this but it seems to have gone well. )
I would like to spend more time with you.
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I'd like that too. It'd be an honor to stay in your company.
[ Oh yeah, he's a charmer. ]
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Good. We can warm up and you can tell me some more about yourself, yes? And I can start getting an idea for measurements on this cloak I need to make.
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Sounds like a plan, Sansa.