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CUDDLE CITY ● MOD TEAM ([personal profile] cuddlemods) wrote in [community profile] cuddlecity2018-04-01 10:03 am

EVENT: MOTHERFORKING SHIRT BALLS

EVENT: MOTHERFORKING SHIRT BALLS.


Good morning, Cadelle!

As March takes its final bow to make way for April, we're sure you're without a doubt wondering with bated breath if the city will somehow experience another deluge from the skies above or some other kind of natural disaster. After all, there's probably a number of you familiar with the concept of April showers, right? Despite the predictability that the first of the month tends to bring, the sun rises on a new month without much fanfare at all. The skies don't open up, the earth doesn't quake, and perhaps most disappointing of all, there's no fun activities to partake in hosted by the city's beloved Volunteer Coordinators, Flora and Cornelius.

However, that’s not to say nothing exciting has happened. Mayor Drake’s gone missing — in reality, she’s simply headed south of the border for a little much-needed R&R — and while the mayor’s away, the cats will play. (Or is that the other way around?)

As the sun begins to rise, it’s clear that there’s certainly something in the air. Check your CuddlePhone, and you might notice a strange crackling sound, as if you’d wandered into a field of static electricity; try to access anything but the city’s main pages and you’ll be greeted with a cheerful yellow message. Strange, but it may be worth reading:

DEAR CITIZENRY:

It has come to our attention that the city of Cadelle has begun a dangerous descent into a dungeon of disaster. Debauchery, drag racing, and even drunken revelry have begun to pervade our once-wholesome city, turning our citizenry into a class of common courtesans and charlatans! We shall not settle for such shameful social airs! Resist raunchy recklessness, Cadellians, or be redressed!

— CCC
The Concerned Citizens of Cadelle

While there’s admittedly quite a lot of alliteration to be found in said message, there’s not exactly a lot of meaning here. Should you head to City Hall for answers, you’ll find yourself greeted by the ever cheerful, smiling face of Doris Delatante — conveniently enough, the same Doris who so happens to be wearing a pin emblazoned with the logo of the CCC. (For the curious, said logo is a cat. They may be wordsy, but no one said they were particularly clever.)

You won’t get much in the way of answers out of Doris, only calm reassurances that everything is as it should be. It’s fine, of course! What could possibly be wrong with a little call to action? It’s only in the best interest of the city, isn’t it?

Whatever the reason, and whatever you think about Doris’ strange all-pink attire, it’s hardly the strangest thing you’ll experience in the coming days. Over the course of the following 24 hours, the city and its inhabitants begin to find themselves… well, shall we say, adjusted?

▸ As soon as the sun comes up on the morning of the first, a gentle breeze begins to blow through the city. With it comes a subtle change. You may notice it straight away, or you may not notice at all… but regardless, the change still comes: no swearing. No, really, we mean it. No matter how fervently or desperately you try, anything more colorful than a golly won’t slip past your lips… or your pen tips, for that matter. Any attempts to do so will result in comically ridiculous substitutions — like bullshirt, motherforker, or fish sticks!

▸ By mid-morning, the rays of the sun have left the city in perpetual spring warmth. It’s a beautiful day, complete with merrily chirping birds and the sweet smell of flowers blooming in every corner of the city. The day should stay beautiful, shouldn’t it? So perhaps it’s with no surprise that even your naked body won’t disparage it… as nudity, even seemingly innocuous moments like showering, is met with censorship. Should you disrobe to your birthday suit, you’ll be met with sudden and efficient pixelization from the neck down, blurring out all those distasteful parts of you a la the Sims. This might make getting frisky a bit difficult…

▸ Finally, by the time your first meal of the day rolls around, you might find yourself ready for a hot meal on the go, or perhaps just another cup of coffee. No matter whether you stop at your usual joint or wander around looking for something new, every delicious delectable food item you’ve been enjoying will have been replaced by the gently spinning faces of self-serve froyo machines. Shops look normal on the outside… but inside, you’ll be greeted with the florescent glow of your favorite (or perhaps least favorite ) trendy frozen yogurt shop. Come in for coffee and you might be irritated yet amused, but the flavors don’t stop at cheesecake or chocolate or caffe mocha. Nope! Keep exploring, and you’ll be greeted with such strange offerings as pasta flavored froyo, complete with marinara or alfredo flavored cookie crumbles, or bacon and eggs froyo with sausage sprinkles … or, for the desperate, beer flavored froyo. (Bar nuts cost extra… and yes, that froyo’s a virgin. Alcohol would ruin the consistency!)

It’s not the worst thing in the world, but it certainly doesn’t feel like you’re in the Cadelle you’ve come to know and love, does it? Hopefully Mayor Drake will come back sooner rather than later, but until then… well, we suppose you’ll just have to make the best of this Good Place!




Isn’t this sweet? April Fool’s, Cuddlers! We hope you enjoy this particularly silly spring event, brought to you by a meddling citizen and her penchant for good behavior… and your mod team’s recent bingewatch of a topical NBC comedy. We hope you’ll have fun ruining the bad behavior of your characters, even if they won’t have much fun with it!

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.

Have fun out there, and just remember: be excellent to each other!

recoined: (311)

[personal profile] recoined 2018-04-03 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
i know this is just an excuse for you to drive around the city and stare at my ass
but baby, i am here for you
let's do it
quinientos: (column of neck)

[personal profile] quinientos 2018-04-03 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Vasquez is used to being stared at, but maybe that's why he doesn't bother to go too much mainstream. While he's traded in a few items, he still always wears the clothes he enjoys from home, because that's what makes him who he is. That's not something he intends to change.

"Whoever it is, I've got many bones to pick," he says, irritated. "I think someone up there, though," he admits, with a gesture up towards the idiot pink place. "Why? You think you can talk sense into them?"
theladyofwinterfell: (if you fall asleep)

[personal profile] theladyofwinterfell 2018-04-03 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
The reasons I have had to go without my clothes in a public place have been involuntary and not enjoyable so I imagine it doesn't fall in line with what you're suggesting.
shitmagnet: (42)

[personal profile] shitmagnet 2018-04-03 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh actually I'm more of a two hands and three guns kinda guy as well." In other words he doesn't really believe in talking sense into anyone that didn't need to be talked sense into (i.e. older than 12).

"I was just gonna go in there and make him fix it. Or her." Or, you know. Shoot them. Isn't that the point of a revolution?
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[personal profile] killertrack 2018-04-03 09:57 am (UTC)(link)
pretty sure your ass will also be pixelated
and while it's very nice i am very much a gentleman and i would never

but i could play you music while you do your pixel run
nursetemple: (bWpusqj)

[personal profile] nursetemple 2018-04-03 10:15 am (UTC)(link)
Honestly, just looking at his harried look and the relief showing all over him when he leans over the counter a little, answering her questions, Claire grins, immediately thinking oh, I like him. So many people, around Cadelle, go around looking like everything is always rainbows and puppies. While she doesn't have much to complain about right now, she's had some tough times, even here.

"It's a terrible idea, I don't understand this group. Surely this counts as domestic terrorism, doesn't it?"

Not only that, but also the sudden disappearance of alcohol, which she knows for a fact will affect a number of people in town - a number of said people she cares for, too.

"Hopefully, this curse won't last longer than a few days, but I have set up a little ward in the hospital already for nutrient drips. These -" she pulls out a bottle of vitamins from her backpack, "Can be used every day, even after all of this is done. Do you have anything for those who might be suffering from alcohol withdrawal?"
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[personal profile] nursetemple 2018-04-03 10:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't think you'll find muskets, is what I mean," she replies, still gentle. He looks harried, which doesn't surprise her. She knows he drinks, and all alcohol seems to have disappeared from town. She's been looking, because Frank's not the only friend she has that drinks to forget.

At his question, she shrugs. "According to this text we got, looks like we're being... I don't know, taught a lesson, or something. We're just too naughty," she says, a half smile on her face. "The food situation... that's what worries me. I don't care about the pixels or not cursing, but the food thing is actually unhealthy. Froyo is not going to give us the nutrients we need."

Biting her lip, she looks at him. "And then there's the alcohol. Are you - doing okay?"
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[personal profile] istoriografos 2018-04-03 10:42 am (UTC)(link)
pits, i'm sorry

[ Pits? Really, Cadelle? Why is his filter so weird? ]

anything i can do?
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[personal profile] istoriografos 2018-04-03 10:50 am (UTC)(link)
seriously? oh, nuggets

[ Nuwhat? That is not what he meant to write. ]

i feel like i'm in the sims, and not in a good way, in a 'the player is an evil overlord' way
shitmagnet: (75)

[personal profile] shitmagnet 2018-04-03 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"I wouldn't think this is a permanent arrangement, and besides. M'not an alcoholic." He says it flatly more so than defensively. When he was still Punishing he wouldn't touch the stuff. Didn't trust his aim or his judgement while intoxicated. Things are a little different here of course - he's the only one paying for his losses and a drink a night was just part of - dare he say it - a comfortable routine.

A flash of guilt ghosts across his face and he averts his gaze for a moment before he mumbles his quiet little confession.

"I've been taking something else."
diewalkure: (010)

Valkyrie | ota

[personal profile] diewalkure 2018-04-03 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[On the First Day of Censorship, the Valkyrie is definitely a hot mess of hangover, withdrawals, and debauchery, but by the end of the day, everything seems to come together. Between a “cure” from Bespoke and a dance party at the Deviant, the day ends on a high note.

Of course the next few days still come and all of her booze is still mouthwash and while she's not suffering from the withdrawals as much as maybe she should be, the urge to drink is still very much present. So she goes out in search of distraction.]


Eat It
The lack of booze means there's a serious calorie deficiency in her generally liquid diet, and the froyo is not exactly filling the void, even with the fascinating array of flavors. She's not picky, and is probably mixing flavors that have no business being within ten feet of each other much less in the same bowl. She's definitely had worse, so she's going back for her sixth helping of beer battered cod and vanilla pudding froyo. It works, don't knock it til you've tried it.

Beat It
It isn't long before she's seeking out some solitude, however, whether in a junk yard (feels like home) or a clearing in the forest, just to do some damage. At various times, and for a long time, she can be found working up a sweat absolutely demolishing something with her bare hands, throwing old appliances, jumping up to land in the tops of trees, probably punching brick walls to dust, you know... Healthy coping mechanisms.

She might even welcome a sparring partner, if anyone who can take a punch is willing.

Repeat It
[ will match brackets or prose! | hmu in a pm or on plurk if you'd like to hash out a different scenario, or just go ahead and run with it, I'm game ♥ ]

[personal profile] mothersdrapes 2018-04-03 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Thor's nose crinkles at the idea of such yoghurt flavours. It was enough to make him not want to eat for as long as this lasted. But he knew that was pointless, and it would never last long. He needed to eat.

"I don't think there would be anyone in this city that did like it, other than the person behind it all. Though I do wonder if they'd tried these frozen yoghurts. No normal person could enjoy so much of it."

The Asgardian glances away for a moment genuinely giving thought to what they could do. Again, fighting didn't seem like the answer. It was slightly tempting to let Loki loose, giving his brother freedom to take on the unseen enemy. But that probably wasn't going to end all that well either. Finally he just gives a shake of his head. "Hopefully this will last no longer than any other strange happenings here."

[personal profile] mothersdrapes 2018-04-03 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Thor has no intention of leaving her without a kiss as he leans down to close the distance between them. He isn't particularly concerned about being on the clock either. It really is a quiet night, nothing else needing his immediate attention.

And if it did, well, it would have to wait while he focused on Izzy.

"Surprise?" he murmurs with a huff of laughter before giving her another kiss and securing his arms around her waist. "Your arrival is definitely the highlight of my night."
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[personal profile] sororis 2018-04-04 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Receiving that text from Kimberly is in fact the first time Izzy has smiled about the censorship. It has not been an empowering experience for her, but she's not going to make it any less off one for Kim, if she can help it, even if her first reaction is to literally facepalm.]

Indecent nonexposure. We can threaten to keep running around naked until they bring real food back.
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[personal profile] quinientos 2018-04-04 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Vasquez lifts both brows with the impressed look of a man who's just discovered a kinship with a stranger. Usually, in the West, it's easy to find, but here? Not so much, so that's why he's fairly pleased to find one, even if it's not like they can do anything about it. "What kind of fixing are we talking about?" he asks warily.

He's there to watch someone get yelled at, but anything more troublesome and then the wish he made to get here starts becoming a problem. Can't very well be free and easy if you're worried about getting arrested again, can you?
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[personal profile] quinientos 2018-04-04 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
I'm joking, it's happening to everyone. In all languages.

[He feels bad, but also because suddenly there's a lot of words that he doesn't understand and there's a very long delay before Vasquez replies again.]

I don't know half of the things you just said. Let's pretend they mean something, yes?
frostedire: (Cellblock | 013)

one.

[personal profile] frostedire 2018-04-04 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Thor's reaction to discovering the day's indecency policing had actually woken Loki quite jarringly—Loki can sleep through thunderstorms, but having the wall punched right next to his head was a different story—and that had set the tone for the rest of the day. If anything, it had only grown worse.

He'd discovered the pixelation soon after his brother, and they'd had a discussion about it in their usual method of shouting through the wall, which sounds more alarming than it generally is, and then he'd gone out and learned his usual coffee place wasn't serving lattes that morning. All of the restaurants have changed, and Loki was just beginning to think about murder himself when he happens upon one of his favorite people in the city, talking about the same thing.]


And you weren't going to invite me?
frostedire: (Cellblock | 008)

Beat It

[personal profile] frostedire 2018-04-04 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
One day had been bad enough. When the next day dawns and nothing at all has changed, Loki can feel his temper growing short. Unfortunately, he's still trying to be on his best behavior, so his first instinct—and second, and fifth, and nineteenth—has to be ignored, for fear of running up a deficit instead of still working toward his wish.

It does not sit well with him.

He goes for a walk. It's such a mundane thing to do, but he had occasionally gone for long walks alone in the forest on Asgard when he'd needed time away from Thor everything. He's been walking for only about twenty minutes when he hears the sounds of destruction coming from up ahead and picks up his pace, only to pause and lean against a tree when he discovers the cause.

"Have the trees offended you personally, or are you simply making sure they know proper fear?"
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[personal profile] fadingspark 2018-04-04 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
wow, your boobs are all pointy
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[personal profile] shitmagnet 2018-04-04 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Fix. The yoghurt and the naked problems. Make it go back to what it was." Obviously. Clearly there was a bit of misunderstanding there that Frank is slowly starting to wade through. He wouldn't be surprised to learn that going around threatening violence at everything that moves is ill form, but he hasn't really learned the consequences of going a little trigger-happy just yet.

"I'll ask nicely the first time?" he adds. Is that the problem? Maybe that's the problem.
gardenofthegalaxy: (step and lunge)

[personal profile] gardenofthegalaxy 2018-04-04 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gamora glanced to the side as she heard Loki's voice. The uplift at the corners of her mouth happened before she had a chance to stop the automatic reaction to seeing the prince. To say that he was one of her favourite people was a truth she embraced, but one that still puzzled her when it came to the instant effect he could have on her mood.

And then she was looking forward again as her fingers curled for the hilt of a blade that wasn't there and finally she had to settle for folding her arms under her chest. ]


I would have invited you once there was a target and a plan.

[ Was she serious? Perhaps. Once an assassin, always an assassin. And if they were going to mess with food then she really was considering murder a reasonable response.

Her nose crinkled as someone walked past with a frozen yoghurt decorated with things that looked like they would have been more at home getting thrown around in celebration than in someone's stomach. ]


Is there a target and a plan?
istoriografos: (16)

[personal profile] istoriografos 2018-04-04 11:41 am (UTC)(link)
you don't know the sims? it's a video game

wait

what year were you born in?


[ Because no one born past the 80's doesn't know about the Sims. Or so, Nate hopes. ]
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[personal profile] nursetemple 2018-04-04 02:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Honestly, she wouldn't know he's not an alcoholic. The few times they've spent together, drinking was definitely par for the course, and then there as the fact that she knew he didn't sleep. And for all she cared, he could be, it wouldn't change anything for her. But she takes him at his word, nodding.

"Okay," she replies, moving straight on to the next part.

"Sleeping pills?"
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[personal profile] shitmagnet 2018-04-04 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uhm." So, no, not sleeping pills.

"There's this sparkly guy in this store." You know, the kind of guy Frank would jerk his chin towards and say 'hey you've got something on your eye' and he'd reply 'dude it's called eyeliner'. The more he talks the more the words get slurred and jumbled together.

"I'm guessing it's some new age homeopathic homebrew sh-shhheep." Small shrug. "I know I- I don't deserve it, but. It works."
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[personal profile] diewalkure 2018-04-04 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Her deforesting expedition had started with the intent to blow off steam. However, once she got going, once she worked her heart rate up, began to pull forward all the reasons she needed the destruction, the release... well, she'd just kept finding more. She's not any angrier than usual, her rage just a simmering thing since she truly has driven her sword through Hela's heart, in the end. But she's still angry. And bored. And her best coping mechanism is gone, for the time being, which leaves the next best. And oh, does she have plenty to cope with.

She doesn't expect anyone to have come to pester her, but maybe she should have expected him. She was courting trouble causing the damage, and it seems more came to find her.

Her grin is nearly feral when she glances at him, and she plays it over in her head a moment, what it might be like to just throw a tree at him. Her grin only brightens.

"They were here," she says with a shrug. "Are you here to defend them?"

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