The Seventeeth Trial

[catcophonous]

Who: trialgoers
When: Day 39, evening
Where: The Cat's Zone

[Have you enjoyed your day playing in your new train cars? Great! Because now it's Trial Time.

With the usual alert, the Cat's bar appears in the clearing. There's no "come hither" -- instead, just the pounding of bass from the speakers as the door cracks open. Inside there's flashing party lights, upbeat club music, and high-top tables surrounding a wide dance floor. The stage in the corner is empty except for a single microphone.

At the bar you can get free drinks, but you'll have to contend with the bartender -- a black cat curled up on the shelf between the bottles.

On the bar, and on every table, is a sign showing the rules of this game, titled:

Kiss or Dare

If you want to dress up for the club, or want costumes for daring purposes, there's a dressing room behind the stage with a magic closet. You'll find whatever you like in it, but when the trial ends you can only take home what you're wearing!

Good luck!]

RULES | TURN-IN | THE CAT / DISQUALIFICATION

Comments

[wellhanged]

[all this techno club bs is so much for this medieval dude--where has he been? DON'T EVEN WORRY ABOUT THAT.

he's gonna head to... the bar...]

[bowtiedbones]

Are you ready to play?

[wellhanged]

I will always be ready for a game after a drink.

[bowtiedbones]

You and a third of the people here.

[wellhanged]

Clearly, I'm needing to meet that third.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Not used to the club scene?

[wellhanged]

I've literally never seen anything quite like this. Taverns are usually dark raucous affairs but this beats out all the rest.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Taverns....]

It's amazing what businesses crop up when playing back recorded music becomes commonplace.

[wellhanged]

[old school, yo]

Can't say I've heard of such a thing--though I've heard that there's organs that play themselves somewhere in the world. Never seen one myself but it sounds interesting, doesn't it?

[voreaciously]

Good evening. Will you be playing?

[wellhanged]

It'd be in my best interest, wouldn't it?

[voreaciously]

Yes, it would.

[she hates losing]

You may go first.

[wellhanged]

Then I dare you to sit and have a drink with me.

[survivaltricks]

[already here, trying to seduce ("seduce") a cat]

You drifted this way fast.

[wellhanged]

[do ur best, Twilight Sparkleshy]

It seemed the natural thing to do.

[survivaltricks]

[HE IS DOING HIS BEST!! . . . IT IS NOT LEADING TO RESULTS]

[also enjoy his Clark Kent/Superman outfit, red undies included]

That's fair. Some people need liquid courage to get their sense of adventure going.

[wellhanged]

Oh, it's not about lacking courage. You could have me do whatever you'd like. I won't mind.

[fuckyew]

[Noon is already at the bar, thx.]

[wellhanged]

[... time to bother the redhead]

So what d'ya recommend for drinks?

[fuckyew]

Depends on the kind of guy you are.

[wellhanged]

I thought that one was pretty obvious.

[malignstar]

Not playing?

[bluediligence]

[ Oh, hey, somebody she hasn't met yet. ]

What're you having?

[wellhanged]

Not sure yet! I'll probably have something easy to start.

[bluediligence]

Looks like there's plenty to choose from ...

Mind if I join you for one?