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Prizes! The real reason you're here. Unless you just want a snack.


Raffle tickets! There's three to be given out each day, as outlined. Get a safe shot of hot chocolate, amuse Cerise with your reaction, or get lucky at the end of the day!


The Antidote.
For just a few measly beetles, a tall, cold glass of musclebeast milk is yours, perfect for dousing the fire in your chute.


(Gently) Spiced Cupcake
If you remember her booth last year and the delicious cupcakes, perhaps you'd like to purchase one, or a few! This one's a bit more reasonable on its spice level, and has a yummy pepper on top.


Box of Four (4) Cupcakes
It seems like a regular box of normal cupcakes. Which maybe is boring to you? Or maybe that's exciting because you didn't like the spicy ones. A very reasonable price for delicious Bloodfest treats.


Reasonably Spiced Hot Chocolate-based Beverage (Regular Size)
If you liked the drink (or lucked out and got a normal one of these) and want some more, Cerise is selling! Just a handful of beetles for a hot, spiced drink, perfect for the cold nights. It's warm and made with troll cinnamon and some mild troll peppers.


Fresh Hot Winter Cookies
Or if none of the offered sweets are your style, there's also a plate of cookies being offered for free to anyone who places a bakery order, which seem reasonably safe. Probably. Anyway, they're complimentary for patrons of her bakery. Maybe you'll want to buy a glass of milk too? (wink wink)

Score board

Come here at the end of Bloodfest to count up your tickets easier!

Day 1:
Yamashii
Gl!tch~
Lavender Hues

Day 2:
leon_a_darkangel
Unaru
Doutei

Day 3:
quite uneventful
Unaru
Gl!tch~

Day 4:
Green Minuet
Unaru
quite uneventful

Day 5:
Green Minuet
Unaru
blackbird cake

Day 6:
leon_a_darkangel
Taki Di
Unaru

Day 7:
Unaru
Taki Di

Day 8:
leon_a_darkangel
Unaru
Green Minuet

Day 9:
Doutei
Gl!tch~
leon_a_darkangel

Are we ready to begin the festivities? Cerise pours out today's shots gleefully.

And today's safe number is...
8!

It was hard to believe it had been so long since the last Bloodfest. Reemus, er- Toothy, couldn't believe it. The booth stands were so much lower than he remembered. And it was cold. Couldn't make sand castles in this weather! But he was warm, and that was what mattered. He could see his breath, but he wasn't freezing. That was nice.

He made his way among the booths, hands in his coat pockets. He kept his face in his scarf as much as possible. His scars were hidden by makeup and sealant, but he was still self-conscious about it. At least they could hide the burn wounds. Not much could be done about the eye besides putting on some glasses. It didn't really help his vision. Good thing Vos- Sparky was there, too.

A familiar sign caught his good eye, though. He took a sharp breath. The cupcake lady was back!

"Sparky, Sparky, we gotta go to this one!" He grabbed Voscil's hand and pulled her along to Hot Shots. He smiled under, and slightly over, his scarf at the warm items on display. Cupcakes! Cookies! Hot chocolate! It all smelled so, so good...

But he had to pretend he hadn't played this game before. He forced his brows down to look a little confused. "Oh, they can be spicy. Well, I like spicy!" He took a cup, with a flourish one could almost call dramatic.

With that, the 'blueblood' downed an entire cup of steaming cocoa in one go. Rich, burning his throat, and...

His eyes started to water. Hot. Very hot. He grit his teeth and nearly crushed the cup in his hand with the pained tension. "Love it. Wouldn't want anythin' wimpy anyway." He tried not to beg for milk.

Forcing on a smile, he turned to Voscil with another cup. "Would ya like to try some, Mizz Sparks?"

Voscil had come to the cold wintery event with the hopes of having some kind of fun to brighten up life. Gloved hands held onto her tall friends hands as her boots crunched snow under her feet. Her redblood disguise was coined to help her blend in without fear of being ratted out. Sparky Hanabi was a powered troll, with a firework patch for a symbol. She built around the fact her powers were explosive, and sparking, hence the name.

It had been so long since Bloodfest! She couldn't believe it was already that time of year again. While last year was warmer, and she'd been nothing but a kid running her own card booth it still warmed her spirits to be at such a lively event. The now rebel turned troll however was not here on official business, she just wanted to get her and Reemus out of the swamp and try and give him something to be excited about. She still felt responsible for the burns Reemus had endured on her account. For what it was worth, Vos tried her best to support him. There would never be a time when she let others fight for her, without her standing by their side.

Her other hand pushed into her jacket in the hopes of keeping warm. Her breathe was visible occasionally as a fine mist.

"Oi, Toothy watchya find?" Her nose sniffed, the scent of baked goods absolutely delighted the troll. They were her favorite..and weakness all wrapped up into one. "Oh man!" She gasped excitedly, happily joining the other as she appeared at his side her eyes locked on one of the steaming cups of cocoa. "Why yes I would, thanks pal." She grinned reaching for a cup. Uh oh. Was this that same booth last year where sometimes stuff atomically spicy? She gulped, knowing she needed to pretend like she'd never seen the both before.

The 'redblood' glanced around before quickly knocking back her drink.

It was hot. Oh man was it spicy, she about howled in dismay as she released Reemus's palm and bounced around fanning at her tongue. 'Sparky' didn't mind letting off a few electrical pops of her psionics in protest. The troll squealed in protest, wailing all while fanning her tongue dramatically. "Oh that's so yummy...but oooooowcch that's spicy! Holy moobeasts." She pouted, fishing out a few beetles in order to procure some of the moobeast antidote offered. Half of it was knocked back before the lower redblood offered her blueblood friend the rest before she finished it off.

Last Bloodfest, they were delicious little cupcakes that tasted like hell on Alternia when the wrong one was picked.

This Bloodfest, they were delicious little drinks that made Zindel's neck tighten at even the thought of drinking them down. He was still willing to take the risk, and the moment he picked one, the moment it poured down his throat, the teen clutched at his throat and became as red as his scarf. He coughed and wheezed, looking positively pathetic as his mouth puckered in discomfort and a mangled groan dropped from his mouth. Damn, these things were hot! He guessed he'd have to endure, however-- He was too cheap to buy the moobeastmilk, even if it was reasonably priced!

After participating in a couple of events, Cerpin was starting to get thirsty. A hot drink sounded nice and he spotted a cute booth full of cupcakes and other treats. What the heck, why hadn't he come here first? He eyed the peppers on the desserts curiously. Cerpin was the kind of a*****e that liked to eat things other trolls wouldn't be able to stand just in order to brag how unique and tough he was. This was a worthy challenge. He took the drink and gulped it all down in one go.

That was a mistake.

"Ack- What the hel- haha this is a joke, rig?" It felt like his ******** thinkpan was on fire! Cerpin appeared to short circuit a bit and simply stood there laughing to himself about the intense pain and ridiculousness of the situation. Was he really going to die like this?

Because it certainly felt like that was happening right now.