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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[ He still isn't taking back the 'liking winter is strange' part, though. ]
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I don't like wheelhouses, I like riding astride a horse. You have more control that way.
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[ Shivering, he glances to the people around them acting like idiots and takes another swig of his spiked cocoa, wanting to be warmer for this. ]
Can't people do this inside?
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( Sansa gives Vasquez an amused look, her cheeks pink from the cold and her lips turning up in the slightest of smiles. )
Would you like to go inside?
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Yes, inside, I very much want to go inside where it's warm and there are more drinks and less people "celebrating the snow".
[ He doesn't use actual quotation marks, but the look of derision on his face means that he might as well have. ]
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Shall we go, then? I wouldn't want you to freeze because of your southern blood.
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[Southern implies American like Goodnight, but that's not even close to what he is, and if she's going to learn about him, then it's best to learn it right.]
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Mexican. I will do my very best to commit that to memory.
( He has made the distinction, so it seems important to him. Sansa does not want to deny him his heritage anymore than she’d want to be denied her own as a lady of Winterfell. )
Will you tell me about Mexico, then?
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[He'd moved so that he could work and he'd seen enough of Texas and California before he'd gone into hiding. It's not that he likes to admit it, but maybe he's not so good when it comes to remembering his home.]
My family talks about it, our land. At least, what was our land before it was stolen. We had acres of ranch, good crops, healthy animals.
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( Sansa cannot imagine a place that is warm and full of growing things, not like that. She only knows Winterfell, the Eyrie and King's Landing. )
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[He says it like he misses it, though, because he does. That's the truth of it. He misses Mexico and he hasn't been home in a very long time, because of the part where they got driven out.]
I don't even know your name and already, you're giving me the names of your friends? Very secretive of you.
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Sansa Stark. I apologize, I let my words get away with me.
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[No first names to be given just yet, he's feeling a little like he's not going to talk about it with people until they have their trust and that takes a while for a man like him.]
I'm still hoping that it's going to get back to being very hot soon enough. At least then I can tolerate this place more.
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( Sansa gives him a soft smile, hopefully comforting. )
Shall I make you a cloak to help keep you warmer?
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[Some of his family had worn heavy ponchos when he'd been younger, but he'd never understood just how comfortable and warm they could be until he's out here now, freezing his ass off. Another few pulls of his spiked cocoa and he's starting to feel a little warmer.]
How long are your seasons in this Westeros?
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( Sansa frowns deeply, concerned. )
The words of my house have always been Winter is Coming. I don't know what to do now that it's here. We've prepared for it my whole life.
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What's to prepare for? It's winter. You put on heavy coats, you're miserable about the weather, then you move on.
[Is he missing something? He thinks he might be missing something.]
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( Sansa doesn't understand it any other way, really, though she knows seasons move faster here in Cadelle. )
The city seems to provide for us here, though.
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It's probably not the word that he's looking for, but it's the one that's closest that he can come up with, giving her a pointed look.
What do you think? Is that better than working for it?
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( Sansa wouldn't have agreed if it had come to that, honestly. The fact that she can simply do good things seems to be enough for the city. )
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Not intimate affections, I mean, do-gooding.
[He gives an embarrassed look, because he hadn't meant to bring that up like that.]
Good charities and efforts, this sort of thing.
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