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THE DRINKS TABLE


The table for mixing drinks is regrettably popular, but eventually you find yourself able to mix one up. The metallic tastes washes away, replaced by the flavor of.. whatever you've just imbibed.

But was that really any better?



Drink Combinations:

If you've played the mixology game, here is where you come to find out what your drink has done to you. There's never any guarantee that your drink will do something, but if you're lucky enough to have created an actual drink, it will be listed below. This is a list of effects based on possible combinations available in the game. You can choose to drink without any effect, but if you want an effect then match the ingredients you rolled with the combinations listed below to see what you've done to yourself. Please note that these effects do not overlap with the ones in the game itself, these over-ride them.

These effects all last one IC hour. (An IC Hour is as long as you want to RP it out, but no more than 48 realtime hours!) If you roll a different combination, it over-rides your previous one.

Click the spoiler for the full list of drink combinations possible!

Alexander was never one to arrive early. In fact, he wasn't even one to arrive on time. His slow shuffle wasn't the only reason for this. Quite frankly, the adult teenager was nothing more than just plain lazy, and he took everything at a pace that would have made a slime n snails look like a race epony in comparison.

But he was rather excited to see the new student councils first official event, in part to compare it to the formers, but mostly because thank Jsck he didn't have to spend days upon days labouring away on these things anymore. It was just going to be a fantastic relief, combined with a great deal of curiosity. Plus, it was nearly Halloween! Alex had put on his best suit (shoes and socks need not apply as usual), and with the Fear infused energy that practically buzzed in the air, he found himself actually arriving right as the doors were opened.

It was a Halloween miracle.

Passing through the entrance, his body jolted, his hair stood on end, and the sensation reminded him of the occasions when he and Mort used to spar, his zombro always utilizing some shocking skills.

He shook his head, laughed at the voice that boomed from a speaker, and shoved his hands into his pants pockets.

" 'Fraid not!" He commented, shuffling his way further inside, gaze roaming the spectacular display. The student council had really outdone themselves! The zomboils white hair glowed bright beneath the black light, his large grin and pale eyes doing much the same.

But where was Yin? They had a agreed to meet at the dance itself, but the weremantis was nowhere in sight. Shrugging mentally, he decided it was because Yin knew that his fiancé would likely not arrive on time (though he had), and moved away to have a look around for something to eat, preferably something brain-y.

Shayne was looking around for a dormouse named Camilla and a ceffyl dŵr named Mellow as he entered the room. The undead boil was really nervous about this whole date with Camilla. Which his faces turned red as a beat as the undead boil was thinking about the date. However, it couldn't be on this date without the help with the boil he bade on. Also, he could make a new friend. "Here goes nothing." The undead boil mumbled to himself as he waited for them.

Rojo was positively bouncing in his Oogie Boogie costume. No one could really see him doing so, but it was totally happening. The music was playing, the blacklights were blacklighting, and people were beginning to arrive, all dolled up in their dresses and fancy suits. And costumes too! Like his! He'd always had a special place in his figurative heart for Jack's nemesis, so when the opportunity to dress as him had come up, the skeleton had jumped at the chance. He found the outfit a little constricting now, but he could certainly manage.

Anything for the party, after all.

He abruptly ceased his excited hopping when he noticed the entrance of the boil who had fallen on him in the class that was not a class. There would be plenty of time to speak to everyone later, but now seemed like as good a time as any to make sure everything was straightened up and ready to go. Rojo began to make his way around the room, stopping and patting at the various decorations even if they weren't out of place.

Mellow's escape wasn't successful, his enthusiastic partner picked him up when he was dressed, wandering along the corridor of demon dorm. She tackle-attack him again, rubbed against his face, yelling how adorable he was. He was mighty okay? Anyway, thanks to someone, he could have an outfit not too casual for the dance. The petite boil was carried to the auditorium pretty much like a hostage.

Thus, when the green-tea hair boil arrived at the venue, he was half dead already, the big round lensless glasses kept dropping no matter how many times he pushed them. Mellow tripped over the loosen ribbons of the ankle-high boot once again and frowned, pushing his glasses up.

He was supposed to follow Shayne because he won him, but there was no way to get away from the excited bird ghoul. The petite boil sighed as the ghoul said he looked like a little nerdy professional.

Who's the actual master? =.=

He sighed again, ears drooped.

Pachua was perhaps more nervous about his costume than he was about the Dance, though it was a close second to be fair.

Gone were the plethora of beads and bobbles, the bright cloth and semi precious stones. Instead he had flowering branches in his hair, a simple white cloth wound around him for clothes.... And chains for ornaments. He might in fact seem very familiar to the other boil for style of clothes.

He cautiously approached the nervous Jack Skelington dressed Boil with a nervous but widening smile.

"Why mister Skelington, look... Legendary." He flushed.

Preparation had been to the best of her abilities, an attempt to not look totally slapped together in the last minute but when one was on their own for dances and events, well sometimes it just looked like that. Maple had managed to find two distinct pieces at the Maul and sort of threw them together to make... well, a science witch. Basically, a lab coat over a stereotypical witch costume of some sort. She also tried to curl her hair, but well...

The witch arrived sometime after, her hands nervously fidgeting with the fabric of her coat as she entered the - really dark, apparently - auditorium with the same intent as one of her dates (apparently) to stick close to the walls as ever. It was rather easy, given how few students there were at the moment but easy enough to actually spot some from a distance (well, in the dark). There were a few more faces she recognized here than at the auction itself and soon enough to finally ran into one of the creeple she was meant to in the first place. Almost literally, but thankfully Maple managed to avoid any sort of accidents by spotting Uru right before she walked right into him.

"O-oh, Uru'Baen!" Really, she was happy to find him, "I s-see you ... also f-found the n-nice.. s-solid wall..."