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

[schrodingerscockroach]

[He keeps his touch gentle, careful. Seems like a big deal thing for Felix and he's not gonna make him regret it, darn it.]

They're really soft. [His own voice softer.]

[malignstar]

[ Eyelids get a bit heavier ]

Yeah... they don't quite feel like a bird...

[schrodingerscockroach]

Might be....I'd guess magic. I'm not sure this wingspan could support your body weight. [Gentle petting of the wings.]

[malignstar]

[ Speaking somewhat more languidly and relaxing even more ]

The fact that I have them is weird enough, I try not to think about the scientific indescrepencies...

[schrodingerscockroach]

At least they look nice.

[Are you falling asleep like this?]

[malignstar]

[ Blinks ]

Huh? What? No, it just feels... nice. Like I said, it doesn't happen that often.

[ And it feels very familiar ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[He nods.] I can get that. I've had a few people decide petting me was the best way to get me to fall asleep. [Gesturing at his hair.]

[malignstar]

Got your own fuzz, do you?

[schrodingerscockroach]

Does seem to earn a lot of touching. [petpetpet]

[malignstar]

Hmm, I night have to test that.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Maybe you should.

[malignstar]

I'll save it for when you need a break.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Not a bad policy.

[malignstar]

Besides, you seem to be enjoying yourself almost as much as me.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Soft things are nice.

[malignstar]

Which do you prefer? Fur or feathers. I come in multiple kinds of soft, after all.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Probably fur. Seems like accidentally petting against the grain with feather could actually hurt. Fur would just be uncomfortable.

[malignstar]

I don't know, I'm pretty resilient.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Well, less it being a hurt that actually matters as more like when you get a few hairs pulled out. Not exactly a thing to go for.

[malignstar]

It's true that I've never really lost feathers.

[schrodingerscockroach]

And I think losing them can affect flight a bit?

....can you fly?

[malignstar]

I can definitely do. Want to see?

[schrodingerscockroach]

....absolutely.

[malignstar]

[ Spreads wings to their fullest and grabs him under the arms before taking off upward ]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[ejwaioejwaoijew]

....so definitely magic wings.

[Because they don't seem big enough to lift FELIX, let alone his dense butt.]