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CHERYLE WAS HAVING MEME WITHDRAWALS SHUSH.

The Mystery Tea Meme!

How about a nice cup of tea~?

Rules:
• Post with your character(s)!
• Reply to other characters. Have your character share tea with the character they're tagging. Choose (or randomize 1 through 23) from green, jasmine, Earl Grey, Lady Grey, strawberry, mint, lemon, cherry, Chai, Oolong, chocolate, vanilla, caramel, berry, rose, English breakfast, chamomile, daffodil, thyme, Darjeeling, black, decaf, or white tea.
• They drink it.
• Both characters discover the ~~horrifying~~ effect of the tea below the cut.

1. Green tea: Makes the drinker wiser. Bear in mind that wise doesn't necessarily mean smart.

2. Jasmine tea: Turns boys girly, turns girl girlier.

3. Earl Grey tea: Drinkers of this tea can't tell anything but the truth.

4. Lady Grey tea: Drinkers of this tea can't tell anything but the lies.

5. Strawberry tea: Causes uncontrollable hiccups.

6. Mint tea: Completely flip your personality. Good is bad, bad is good, etc.

7. Lemon tea: As opposed to flipping personalities, suddenly gain someone else's personality!

8. Cherry tea: Ever saw a blushing virgin right before being deflowered? The people that drink this tea will show you how it's done.

9. Chai tea: The uncontrollable need dance, wherever you go!

10. Oolong tea: The uncontrollable need to express everything in the form of a song! It might be a song you already know, or you might find you've got a hidden talent for lyrics!

11. Chocolate tea: WARNING! Keep away from underaged children. Aftereffects may include: horniness, uncontrollable lust, more horniness, the need to take off clothes, a hoarse sexy voice, sweaty skin. (for the underage, causes uncomfortable heat, and cheesy pickup lines)

12. Vanilla tea: Causes childish innocence, kindness, love of everything alive.

13. Caramel tea: Have a little respect for your four-legged friends. Turns the drinker into an animal of the mun's choosing.

14. Berry tea: Ever wondered what it was like to be the opposite gender? You didn't? Too bad! Turns boys to girls and vice versa, complete with all the appropriate parts.

15. Rose tea: For the love of all that is good and shoujo, will the drinkers of this tea stop sparkling so melodramatically?

16. English breakfast tea: Not only will the drinker be more arrogant, snobbish and better than you, but they will also voice it. Loudly. Narcissism is encouraged. So is slapping them back to their senses.

17. Chamomile tea: This tea will calm you down to the point of apathy and sloth. Don't bother leaving bed, it's not even worth it.

18. Daffodil tea: SUCH A CALM TEA AT FIRST SIGHT BUT WHAT ABOUT WHEN IT MAKES YOU TALK IN CAPSLOCK?

19. Thyme tea: Suddenly your clothes don't seem to fit so well... adult drinkers of this tea will be deaged to childhood. Child drinkers will be aged to adulthood.

20. Darjeeling tea: Causes the drinker to suffer severe delusions. They might just start to think they're the Queen of England, or a tree, or any number of things. I suggest you take videos for posterity and blackmail.

21. Black tea: Causes blindness.

22. Decaf tea: .. Sleep, who needs sleep?

23. White tea: Grants X-ray vision.

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"Hey, thanks." She was definitely not used to compliments unless they were coming from Overlord Zetta or Ruffnut. "Tea is fine, I'm good with tea."

"No worries. You remind me of... well, me." he replies, taking a sip of the tea.

"You don't say," Hit Girl said, sort of wondering what he meant by that. She took a sip of the tea and blinked a moment. "What exactly do you mean?"

And why did she feel like moshing right now?

"Let's see, you can seriously kick some ass, you like your weapons, you have a fucking dirty mouth, and you're out to fight the good fight your own way. What's not to like?"

His fingers begin drumming a steady beat on the table as he talks. Yeah, moshing could be good.

She shrugged. Yeah, she usually said that she was pretty awesome for doing that stuff, but it was usually in jest. Really, she was just a product of her own environment: a father obsessed with getting revenge, competence with weapon proficiency and generally, being raised in New York.

"Never really had anybody say anything positive about that unless its by my teacher or partner, so thanks. Helps to get the opinion of someone that isn't a demon overlord or a crazed viking."

Yes, moshing would be good. She somehow felt cheated by the rave that fizzled out a month ago, and so she closed her eyes, trying to hear the beat in her head, and moving accordingly.

Not that she could have told you why she was doing this to begin with.

He's right there with her. He can dance, he can also mosh. "Damn... I really need to get one of the engineers to build me a new stereo, this place could use some Joan Jett or AC/DC." he muses aloud while stomping.

"Seriously though... most people are just too uptight. You've got style and guts. Don't let anyone tell you different. And if you want a sparring partner or some pointers, or some new toys, I can see what I can rig up."

"You ain't kidding," Hit Girl said, grinning. "Could also use some Zep and Ozzy. But Jett, definitely."

"Trust me, you don't have to tell me how uptight people are. People got on my case about the swearing, they get all scared just because I'm not afraid to cut off some limbs or important body parts. I mean come on, I don't have super powers and shit like that. How do they think we stop bad guys in my world, thinking happy thoughts?"

And she danced on, knocking a few tables out of her way.

He kicks a table aside, making some more room, headbanging away.

"Niiice. You know your classics too. And, you know, when people get on your case, fuck it. We're not up here to be role models. We're here to kick ass and save the universe, and that's not gonna get done being all G-Rated, right? They can do the care bear stare thing all they want - sometimes you just gotta take a sniper rifle to the problem."

Hit Girl did the same, this time trying to imagine something heavier, like death metal.

"Yeah well, I had a dad that made sure I knew what good music was all about. And yeah, I'm not gonna sweat being a good role model or playing by the rules. I got better things to think about. And in case you were serious about the training, I'll be looking for you."

Oops, looks like she just went through a table...no, wait, she's bad ass so its fine.

He doesn't even seem worried when she goes through the table. Bumps and bruises are part of the life - and part of good dancing. He thrashes away in turn, equally hard on the furniture, anything not already knocked out of the way taking a beating, between the two of them.

"You're damn right I'm serious. I had the goddamned best training me when I was your age. Least I can do."

And Hit Girl pretty much believed in the same thing: hence why she got herself up, brushing away some of the debris and ignoring the scratches on her arm.

"I don't have any loser training me either," she said,, jumping up and down. "Like I said: a demon Overlord and a viking."

"All the Vikings I knew were... tough and all, but kinda pissy. Still, sounds like you've found some interesting folks. No shock. We'll have to see how many new ways we can improve on your ass kicking. Ought to be fun."

"Nah, this viking is pretty awesome. We're both studying to be overlords. So far, I've gotten better with harder weaponry, I know magic thanks to Negi, and thanks to Ruffnut I'm getting better at kicking ass upfront."

She wondered what this guy had in store for her.

"Awesome. Most of my magic tricks, humans can't do... but a couple of them. I can teach you more boxing, a dozen styles of martial arts, street fighting, knife fighting, weapon tactics, gun fu... we'll work it out. If... Ruffnut... is it? Wants to work with us too, that's cool. I figure the more ass kickers we have, the better our chances."

Ok, that just sounded like she had another person training her. She had to admit, the range of what he could do definitely interested her, and the fact was, she would do whatever it took to get stronger, and she would make sure Ruffnut got the same information. They could be rivals later, when they were both trained up.

By now, most of the furniture is either broken, or shoved back to the walls, giving plenty of room for the frenzied moshing. He could handle there being more of that too.

Yeah, no question. He likes this kid - she has potential.

Hit Girl is totally fine with most of the furniture being broken, and goes so far as to break more, smashing tables and precious teapots and laughing heartily at the destruction.

She had to admit she liked him too. Blatant chaos and destruction was always a refreshing thing.

Hey, someone has to make sure the mechanics and engineers stay busy, right? He continues to slam dance, and anything in the way, aside from his compatriot in destruction is reduced to smaller component parts.

Yeah, this ought to be fun.

Yep, Hit Girl had no problem moshing. It was pretty much like fighting, except that it was with your body as a weapon. There was no doubt that she was going to be feeling this in the morning, and she knew the Overlord would be both approving and likely scold her for hurting herself.

She rushed toward her partner in crime and gleefully crashed into him.

He braces and lets her crash, serving as a pretty solid surface. The violent moshing draws a grin - definitely not going to be any scolding for a bit of gratuitous violent dancing and risk taking here.

Oh, she totally expected to crash pretty hard into him,and did so. Her nose was bleeding a little, and her body was definitely aching, but she was grinning from ear to ear. She got up again and continued using her body to crash and break objects.

Its a good thing the walls are durable, or they'd be hurting by now too as the two of them stomp around.

"Ok, remind me to get the lab geeks to rig up something. We have got to get some music in here. Been a while since you got a chance to dance and blow off some steam?"

Damn right. She wouldn't have it any other way.

"Oh, I know Billy and stuff. He might be able to help with that. Kinda been aching for a little bit of death metal, you know? Just to get my blood moving."

"I knew we'd get along. You can introduce me to some of the helpful folks. We'll get something rigged up. If I can find the space and tools I can rig us up some new weapons too."

"You bet," Hit Girl said, grinning. "I'm curious: why did Stacy throw you on the ship anyway? I know she threw me here because I'm a bit more focused than your regular superhero, but why you?"

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