It's a great day for something new. As the sun climbs high in the sky on the morning of the first of October, Mayor Drake and her cohorts can be found standing in front of a particularly unimpressive-looking shop just outside of the university's scientific research wing. Should you happen to wander by, you'll have the pleasure of enjoying a first in Cadelle's recent history — a grand opening celebration! While the shop front itself is not much to write home about, the name alone implies what lies within is much more interesting.
METAMalt promises a wide variety of edible creations, ones sure to affect anyone who enjoys them. Yes, even you, new visitor with a metabolism enough for nearly a thousand tacos in one sitting. And yes, even you, strange new face with a penchant for chain-smoking to dull your senses. METAMalt's highly potent creations will be just right for those needing a little extra to get the job done.
Of course, those among you who find yourself leaning more on the side of statistically normal will appreciate the selection as well. Choose the neatly-labeled Standards and experience delicious, well-crafted drinks, sweets, and treats with no worries — the only side-effect you're likely to experience is a small hankering (some might call it a craving) for more. If you're feeling a bit braver, why not try the Enhanced options? While they're unlikely to cause any serious damage, you may find they offer a bit more than you were bargaining for...
▸ Vibrantly orange in color, The Emperor's New Brew tastes unsurprisingly of crisp, tart oranges with a hint of vanilla ice cream. It might remind you of a particularly refreshing summertime treat — and much like in the summer, less is certainly more when it comes to this brew. A warning statement is printed rather predominately on the label, as well, heeding potential drinkers to only enjoy this brew within the privacy of their own homes. Whether you choose to heed this warning or ignore it and take your first sip in the shop, each subsequent swallow will find the color draining from your clothes until they appear almost completely transparent... as if you're wearing nothing at all! The effects are (perhaps thankfully) short-lived, but who's to say you can't have more than one?
▸ METAMalt Lite's pale copper color might make it look a bit dull in comparison to its fellows on the shelf, but looks are often deceiving. With a floral aroma and a taste of freshly-picked raspberries, this particular brew might initially leave you wondering if you've perhaps picked up a bad batch. For the first few minutes, the only interesting side-effect is the fizz that lingers on your tongue and throat after each swallow, sharp and demanding; it's only when the clock strikes fifteen past that you'll find yourself feeling a little bit lighter. Look down, and you'll notice your feet slowly rising up, up, and away until you're (more than just a few) feet off the ground; test your limbs and you'll find you're practically weightless, as if gravity's been switched off only for you. Be careful, though — the effects only last a few hours, and what goes up must eventually come down!
▸ METAMalt Classic, with its faintly blue hue, is the flagship product of the shop, and the most prominently displayed. Designed with the recent crop of superpowered individuals in mind, this liquor is especially potent and highly concentrated. Unlike its first dozen or so incarnations during the testing phase, the finished product thankfully tastes less like pure rocket fuel and more like the fleeting memory of a good barrel-aged whiskey. While it's not particularly flavorful, a shot or two pairs well with a host of traditional mixers; if you heed the label's instructions, you'll enjoy a pleasant buzz regardless of your personal tolerance levels. Drink too much, and you might find yourself involuntarily taking a rather long nap... probably not anywhere too comfortable, either.
Beyond the allure of the glass beverages case and the neatly-arranged rows of pastry, snack bars, and other high-calorie and alternative-diet snacks, observant visitors may also notice a sign-up table near the back wall. Staffed by a rather uninterested looking woman in a lab coat, the table offers a selection of sign-up sheets for a variety of dates in the coming weeks, each described only by a particular color.
Should you ask more questions, you'll regrettably get no answers — "the details of each test will be revealed at that time," — and no real reassurance, either, beyond the simple fact that participants may opt out at any time. It's admittedly not a whole lot to go on, but maybe the promise of paid participation is enough to encourage you to sign up anyway.
▸ The gold test, scheduled for later in the afternoon on the very same day, has room for five guinea pigs participants. For those of you who were brave enough to attend the Energy Festival and request an extra-special drink from the bartenders, you may remember the small drops of golden liquid that were tipped into your cup. Attend the first test, and you'll have opportunity to be the first to experience the concentrated version of this liquor. The test itself is only an hour, but the effects are said to last twenty-four — just how lucky will you be?
▸ Held first thing Monday morning, the silver test has slots for up to ten early birds. In fact, it's so early that you might not have time to pick up your morning cup of joe before you swing by, but don't worry — you'll get plenty of caffeine when you try this new energy drink. While the can itself is traditionally silver, the stuff inside is anything but. Once you've taken that last fateful sip, you'll find yourself really ready to move — like, really ready. For the next few hours after the test concludes, once the staff has ensured your heart rate and blood pressure haven't skyrocketed too, you'll enjoy a period of extremely high productivity thanks to a burst of superspeed. Of course, if you already had superspeed, you might not be so lucky... maybe it's time for you to slow down for a change?
▸ Last but certainly not least, the bronze test — not to be missed and hopefully not to be forgotten, especially given its particularly late scheduling in the twilight hours of Friday night — has room for up to twenty-five eager, sober participants. The cup of chamomile tea offered to you is not exactly the most interesting drink in the world, but it tastes decent, and the follow-up questions posed by the researchers are fairly innocuous, if not completely unrelated to the flavor or other details of what you've drank. Strange as it may seem, for whatever reason, you feel particularly encouraged to be honest about said questions. Maybe you're just in a helpful mood. They are paying you, after all. Of course, being cooperative for monetary compensation is all well and good, but what about afterwards? For the next twenty-four hours, you'll find yourself compelled to continue that cooperative streak, agreeing to requests and answering honestly to anything that comes your way — however will you manage? Will you stay home, or will you venture to take advantage and learn a little more about your fellow participants in the process?
Feel free to come in, explore, and pick up a few treats (or maybe some tricks, too) while you're here. You never know what might happen!
Greetings, cuddlers, and welcome to October! As the start of our super spooky month of tricks and treats, we hope you enjoy this special event at our newest retail location, METAMalt. The shop is home to a variety of edible creations, from calorie-dense bars perfect for speedsters to synthetic blood in trendy flavors, as well as a selection of enhanced beers and liquors like the ones noted above.
Much like the treats offered during our Energy Festival, the Enhanced line of drinks and food will all have plentiful labels and signage available so characters can make informed decisions about their purchases and consumptions. Of course, not all characters are the "look before you leap" type, so whether your character abides or even notices said labels is up to you.
In regards to the testing sessions offered by METAMalt's research division, we'd like to remind you of a few important notes. Characters will be asked to sign a waiver, in which they release the testers and shop from any liability, and will be asked to arrive to the test fully sober and unaffected by any other influences. While they will know the color designation and scheduled time of their test in advance, they will not be given any information regarding what type of drink or the effects expected prior to the test itself. The effects are described for the benefits of our players, and should be a surprise to each character experiencing them.
As always, your mod team is here for you with answers to any questions you might have, whether related specifically to this event or the game in general. 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.
We hope you have tons of fun out there this month, cuddlers, and we'll see ya around! |
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[ Buffy let go of him and could only shrug in apology. It was true. The Buffy she'd been before getting chosen, before knowing all the things that went bump in the night and that she had to stop them, she wouldn't have spoken to Vasquez. She had been ridiculously shallow and focused on the lesser things in life. ]
Hell, I don't think she would speak to me and I am me. There's no one you can hurt. But if it makes you feel better then just picture a lot of British men in tweed and shoot them up.
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You saying you wouldn't talk to me? Even when I'm so handsome and charming with you?
[He raises a brow, thinking about British men, how they would be so disrespectful and decides, yes, he would like to put holes in their heads.]
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You are definitely handsome and charming with me, but that me? I'm not proud of her stuck-uppery.
[ Even thinking about it now, she just shuddered. And then she took Vasquez's arm and draped it over her shoulders as she leaned in close. Not like she had in the club. Just for comfort even if she was still fighting the effects of the test. ]
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[One day, he's going to sit down and force someone -- maybe Buffy or even god-forbid Faraday -- to teach him about slang and English words and all the things he doesn't understand, because it's turning out to really affect his daily life.
He leans a little forward into the touch, his fingers curling in at the short hairs at the nape of her neck, not so much trying to do anything, but just stroking lightly, a little, to show that he's not really upset about anything that's happened.]
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And Vasquez shouldn't just rely on Buffy to teach him English. Honestly, no one needed that. ]
Ah, snob? High and mighty? Thinks they're better than everyone else.
[ She tried to think if that was enough options to describe what she'd actually meant. And of course the correct way to phrase it, not just her slack use of slang.
A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth and she closed her eyes briefly at the touch. She would still make an apology at some point. When she had her senses about her. ]
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[He says it crossly, like he wouldn't even give her a chance and maybe he wouldn't, but he thinks that maybe she would escape some of that ire based on a pretty face, which he's not going to admit, but there it is.]
Good thing you're not still a snob. Who knows what I would do with you then, hmm? [It's teasing, of course, but he manages to keep the mischievous glimmer to his eyes and his lips flat. He keeps stroking her neck, just gently, just enough to be felt.]
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[ Buffy managed a laugh. She really didn't consider the age difference to be a bad thing now, and once upon a time she hadn't considered it that bad with Angel and she'd been a few years younger.
But still, there were some things that probably would have made it awkward. She rolled her eyes a little and bit back the far too obvious and lascivious response. ] I like this me, too. Mostly because you want to have something to do with me.
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[It wouldn't, not after you get a bounty on your head for murder, but maybe she can think that all she wants. He gives a raise of his brow, like he feels like he really needs to point that out, even as he adjusts his shirt and tries to get his feet back under him, trying not to feel awkward about this night.]
How could I not? A beautiful, interesting woman who serves me good tequila? Maybe next time you take my shirt off, it won't be in public and I might enjoy it more.
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[ Buffy had to finally admit he had a point. Besides, it was entirely possible that in his time it really hadn't been such a big deal. The cool air hitting her skin seemed to wake her up a bit, jolt her out of her daze, but there was no denying that drink had been potent.
She made a mental note to try and stay home the rest of the time but she wasn't so sure she'd be that lucky. ]
I hope so, because it's really not just tonight talking when I say I want to get your shirt off. At some point. Totally under the right conditions.
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[Not just because he's touch-starved, he needs something, but because he's liked talking to her and she is a very beautiful girl. Stroking her neck with his thumb firmly one last time, he takes his hand off, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.]
Next time, maybe you'll tell me what made you so excitable tonight? Very good tequila, maybe?