Unusual Systems: The Wastelands

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gearshift48 Whitnyl thinks for a moment before placing what looks like a blue piece of coal, looking as if it contains a galaxy illuminated by gentle moonlight. "In either case, we can provide some Coel, should your faction desire it."

The seemingly bartender pulls her bandana down to her neck, revealing a dusty shell with a mouth an nose, but no other detail. She is smiling.

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Mojowuq9 “well I guess we could provide some of ours as well, cero is taking a bit...”

“So, who wants to try some cerulean whisky?”
takes out a small pile of shot glasses “god I’m glad he brings this with us every time....”

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gearshift48 Whitnyl shakes his head and dismisses it with a wave of his hand as well. "We have no use for Strixnite. Consider this a bit of a gift. We have quite the surplus of Coel anyways. And did you two bring alcohol?" Whitnyl asks, his question more of an answer for what Cero is doing.

A bunch of people stand, the bartender bringing a bottle of Arcanian Whiskey and a shot glass. "Tradecohol?" She asks, pouring a shot and holding it out to him. "We drink together?"

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Mojowuq9 “yes, I usually bring a few bottles in the satchels....oh cero god dangit....”
he pours a bunch of shot glasses “Sure.”

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gearshift48 Whitnyl sighs in mock sadness, standing. "Should we go interrupt him before he gets....'his rocks off' with a drunk woman?" He suggests, gesturing towards the door. Those things never went well, and essentially having a hybrid child would probably create...problems between the two factions.

The bartender clinks her shot with his before knocking it back. Everybody else does the same.

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Mojowuq9 “cero takes a lot to get drunk he’s not going to be dumb like that, but he is Probobly trying to get drunk so yea. He is, not a very restrained person, but he’s a good soldier when it counts.” gets up

meanwhile cero drinks his as well. The cerulean whisky is decently strong but isn'tq too strong at getting them all drunk, and it’s generally just some really fine Whiskey. And of coarse cero had to be an idiot.

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gearshift48 Whitnyl leads them back. He hopes to Jesus almighty that Cero didn't drink Arcanian Whiskey. That horrid liquid is used to put big dogs down. If it wasn't for alcohol resistance and magic, he'd get as wasted as he would drinking about 30 bottles of beer.

Everybody looked at the shot glasses and blinked. "Nice flavored water." As soon as the liquid touches his tongue, it feels like taste buds are simply simply evaporating. The flavour's strength can only be described a drinking 5-car train loaded with the heaviest possible cargo. (Magically-condensed alcohol content and spice)

((Yeah, they're naturally highly resistant to mind-altering substances because of the counter-magic cast nthem at birth to help resist the Nightmare beasts.

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Mojowuq9 “That is.....strong holy hell. Yea cerulean is not too strong, infortunatly delta refuses to bring stronger stuff.... fuck me im actually getting drunk for once....”
delta enters “ok what ha- oh god dangit.”

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gearshift48 Whitnyl half-shrieks, running over to Cero. "AHHH!!! HE'S NOT ENCHANTED!!!" The bartenders goes pale, realizing what that meant. I was a good thing he didn't try to chug from the bottle. He'd be dead after about two gulps. Whitnyl cast a Miracle, slapping dream energy into his belly. That immediately caused him to throw up. It would limit the effect of the (roughly) 150% alcoholic shot he just drank.

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Mojowuq9 “cero god damnit what is wrong with you really.”
cero doesent know what the fuck is going on
delta dun grab the leftover wiskey “Well then, shoot. Cero why did you actually do that.”

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gearshift48 Whitnyl quickly explained the problem and why he had to force Cero to hurl. He was pretty sure Cero wanted a liver. "I'm terribly sorry for this incident! Is there any way I can make it up to you?"

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Mojowuq9 “no i say leave the mate be, judging by how you put it it’s closest to our methanol, though with a key difference of yours being a effective x20 of it.”

“Huh. So that explains how it’s kinda nothing to you guys...” refers to the cerulean whiskey

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gearshift48 The bartender nods. "Yeah. Dealing with literal manifestations of everything you fear for a century requires a lot of mental resistance....physical too. This stuff works as anesthesia if you need any. It can also kill any small animal."

Whitnyl dismisses it. "I apologize either way."

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Mojowuq9 “well then......heck I don’t know what to do now...” cero just looks ashamed of himself

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gearshift48 Whitnyl gestures into the ship. "If you'd enjoy staying for the night, there's no problem with that. Should you do that, drink nothing except water and anything meant for children. You will probably die otherwise." He said, everyone milling back to their previous tasks.

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Mojowuq9 “Yea I think I should at least reassure my corvette... and cero, no touching alcohol. Period. We don’t need this happening.”
he goes down over to the bike and radios over to the corvette and talks for a bit

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gearshift48 Whitnyl shoos away multiple women attempting to 'escort Cero to a room', and tells a guy over twice Cero's size, with two massive pickaxes, to do it instead. "Follow me." He says, the man's voice sounding gentle, yet still carrying the tone of a man who can kill him with a pool noodle.

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Mojowuq9 cero follows. Slightly of fear but mostly of “shit I almost died I feel like a idiot”

delta heads back up and follows them because where else.

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gearshift48 They're brought to rooms that look quite simply, and have an air of death. "Don't worry." The giant says, as if his presence, of all things, can be soothing. "Only 50 people have slept in this room. All of them are dead." Whitnyl says goodnight and goes back to his room, giving very specific instructions to not open his door.

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Mojowuq9 they both enter, not too concerned as neither of them have a nose... they simply unpack slightly and maybe not be in full body armor removing the larger bits but still having a full body light elastic suit that’s fully black with a few joins with armor on still to not have it just be a onesie.
(Ie the main chestplate, Helmets and main limb covers are now gone in a pile over thier satchels)

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gearshift48 The giant leaves, shutting the door behind him. He went back to his wrestling match, in which he simply slapped his opponents to almost murder them. The room was actually very clean, a picture on the wall.