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The premise is really very simple: The characters posted here are getting drunk at this on-planet marketplace. If your character would normally do so, you need no further instruction. Have fun!

If your character's a teetotaler, though, no worries. All the foods and beverages here at this strange marketplace of wonders are so imperceptibly alcohol-laced that no one will have a clue until it's too late. :3 By then, the fun's already beginning and there is NO ESCAPE. You are all DOOMED to suffer. Or puke. Or be really really super, if you're the type to process alcohol amazingly well.

Eat, drink, and have a party! There's plenty of partying with the locals over here for your characters to join in on. You have the vendors' corridor and a field outside it to roam around in, and for some reason the outdoor field is stocked with enormous gliding kites. This recipe sounds pretty disasteriffic to me.

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"There aren't too many people who can do what you do on the ship," Katara said, and as far as she knew, it was the truth. She flushed a little at the mention at what she could do.

"Thanks Matt, and sorry for...for..." Well crud. Now she forgot what she was apologizing for. It was something important, right?

"Well, something, anyway," she giggled. "How are you feeling?"

"Uplifted," replied Matt as he took a sip of what remained at the end of his tankard. "I'm thinking I'm up for another song to be honest."

And he started to thump his foot on the ground once more.

My bonnie lass her hair so dark
She sits and pearls and sometimes darns
but the thing I love most about her smile
and all the things she does with style

But the one thing I like about her always
is the fact that I'm relaxed all day
when she's right there, or maybe somewhere
or even out doing her hair
you gotta know that all these things
change all of our lives with just one grin.

Oooooooh sheeeeeeeee
laughs and she sings
she rages and she sways
her drink is fast
and her switch untamed
her curls they bounce
and the long dark hair just
falls to her waist
like a English gent down the stairs
we tumble and fall
we get up and fall more
she laughs at our misery
but bandages our arm
her grin is infectious
even though she makes so
that our arm isn't bruised
and our egos just so~!

"Ha, but you know, Nanashiiiii..." Zetta only drawled names while drunk. Maybe he was trying to be sexy about it. "My Netherworld has, like, succubusseses in it and so forth, and they have.... well, probably pretty good competition... heh heh, compeTITion! Hyaa ha ha ha ha!" The book coughed, cleared its throat, and continued. "When I get my body back, what's your plan to show you're better'n'em?"

"Hey, use that thing or lose it, babe," Zetta said amiably. "And block a pagoda with pulled water? How the hell does that work? Does, like, a pagoda come flying at you from the sky and you whip up a bigass wave to smack it away? Haaa haa haa...." Zetta trailed off as he realized that was kinda cool. Damn.

"And how many Overlord could still be as awesome as me as a book? Ya think Micky could do it? Noooo. Seedle? King Drake the Third? Naaaaaaaaw. Only me, babe. Only I'm this great."

"You've clearly never had a night with a vampire." She smiled mischeviously- not that she even knew what a succubus was. She got the idea that it was something that must have been very sexy, or he wouldn't even think of it possibly offering any sort of compeTITion.

Still, she doubted anything would compete with her bite. Not to mention that if she tried, she could keep that feeling her bite caused going for a long time without taking even a mouthful of blood. All she had to do was push her tongue against her fangs to keep the skin as sealed as possible, and there would be minimal blood loss while whatever it was that gave her bite it's effect coursed throughout her partner's body.

Katara clapped eagerly. Yup, this was reminding her a lot of Jamie, especially the opening lines, but of course Jami would have been the first to tell Katara his voice wasn't up to snuff. Matt's, of course, was as wonderful as always and she found that she could drink a little bit more when he was singing like this.

"It's a nice song, and I wish I knew what all of the words meant!" Katara said, clunking down the tankard and deciding not to get up so fast: she was already feeling woozy. "The song sounds like Jamie's world, though usually the 'lasses' are either red haired or blonde. I never heard one about a dark haired girl. It has a nice ring to it. Thanks, Matt."

And she smiles, right before she blinks and is now lying down on the floor.

"Um...I think I may have had too much," she murmured.

Katara blatantly ignored the first thing Zetta said, as she knew he was being gross on purpose to bother her. Luckily, alcohol made that a lot easier. "I like it just fine, thank you. What the heck does 'Zetta' mean anyway? It sounds like the name of a car or something."

Guh. Cars. She shivered a moment before continuing.

"I don't know any of those people: you could have just made them up, Mr. self proclaimed awesome book person!"

"Most vampires aren't as hot as you. I gotta give you that," Zetta said. "Uh, what makes it different?"

Was it really safe to drink the blood of a demon, even a little?

"Zetttaaaaaaa.... means AWESOME!" He slurred the word a little trying to bellow it. "Because it's me! Before that... it's just a name... perfectly respectable name." It also means ten to the twenty-first power as an SI prefix, which if he knew would just make him consider it more awesome, but he didn't.

"And you ought ta -- ought to KNOW that I don't make stuff up, by now."

And it was probably a good thing that Katara was drunk right now-that much self promotion usually tended not to sit well with the waterbender. Still, she tended to actually like Overlord Zetta despite his overblown introductions: she usually found them a little funny.

"That remains to be seen," she said, giving him a haughty but playful look. "Though that was a pretty sweet dragon you sent at us the other day."

"That? That was nothing!" Zetta might be a blowhard, especially when drunk, but he always figured being the strongest damn being in EXISTENCE was something you could brag about -- especially since he earned the title, he worked hard for it. "You should see the crap I throw at Ruffnut. I'm gonna get some more training going someday.... I got... ideas..." Though he sure couldn't remember them right now!

Here, Katara did get up quickly, then back down again. "Nothing?! That was a dragon! The hide on its own was hard enough, and I had no water there! If it hadn't been for that girl..." She shook her head. Even after hearing Lash talk about being a warlord, NO ONE had given her the willies quite like a little girl who could not only cut into a dragon but not accept healing afterward, covered with blood. What had she DONE in her world?

"Wait, what have you thrown at Ruffnut anyway? I met her at pod pop, she's really energetic! Is she doing ok?"

"Yeah, you guys beat it a lot easier than I had hoped... was 'sposed to be for just the girl." Zetta seems put-out by this; a less drunk Katara might really want to question what exactly she was asking when she told Zetta to make them work hard for a victory. But looking at the cheerful, owlish book, it's hard to imagine he's really that vicious, right?

"Oh, man, all sorts of stuff. That kid fights for hours! Prinnies, demons, corn men, pumpkin men, evil carrots, scientists, Metal Gear LEX... I gotta be real... real careful on the balance there. Don't wanna kill her." The book considered. "Haven't yet."

Nura is not used to having alcohol in her system, and this is because, precogs are really not supposed to have alcohol in their systems. It makes their precogging even more fuzzy, and the hangovers are considered worse, since it encourages migraines for quite a bit.

But nevertheless, Nura's on her second glass of wine, giggling like a little Naltorian school girl when her parents aren't keeping constant watch over her. She has her hair undone, and a very goofy smile on her lips that are wet with whatever beer is in her glass.

"Don't tell Cosmic Boy," she whispers to a random stranger. "He'll get mmmmmaaaaaaadddddd."

"He is not the only one." The "random stranger" leaned over to take the wine away from Nura. "How much of this have you consumed?" Whatever her answer was, Querl knew that it was too much.

Nura looks to the cup he's taken from her, to his face, then back to the cup. She lets out a very bubbly giggle, making a grab for the cup. "I forget!"

Kate giggled again, "Yeah, let's do it!"

She then added after a moment, "Uh, the kite I mean."

She couldn't imagine how a demon's blood wouldn't be safe to drink. Sure, it'd be powerful, but that was only a bonus to her.

Still, she wasn't going to give up her 'secret' that quickly. "Vampires of my world all at leasht are good competition for me. Even the men." She flashed another fanged smile, "Ash for the differensh? I shupposh you mean beshides our flexibility an dexterity? I should really make you wait and shee for your shelf."

Katara shook her head. "She's really good, buts he wouldn't have taken it down alone. It needed a distraction. If it can focus on one person, that person has to be really strong and very quick. The girl needed help, and at least now she'll know what she's dealing with. Thanks for helping us with training. If you ever want to do it again, I'll be there."

She took another sip of the beer, giggling. "Sounds fun! We really should have had more people training with you Overlord Zetta. I'm hoping to get them more well rounded-ish."

"Eh, you look like you will pretty soon," Zetta said with his eyes dropping to a spot that made his casual lechery absolutely unmistakable. "I'm gonna do something... more, something big, soon."

Querl quickly held it away from her. "I thought you would say that. Call it a premonition." He was entitled to a little mockery. He wasn't the intoxicated one.

"You are so meeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan, Querl Dox!" She stamps her foot like a child, getting a little closer to him.

"And you are acting like Projectra." Querl set the drink down on the counter and slid it far out of either of their reach. "Perhaps worse."

Nura scoffs, folding her arms across her chest, pressing herself up against him, her face very close to his. "Well at least I'm not greeeeeeeen with envy!"

Katara blinked, more into the words he said than where he was staring, which would have resulted in her slapping a book anyway, which she was starting to become too uncoordinated to do at the moment.

"Wait, like what?"

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