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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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"Dragons and demons, huh? Sounds like you're on the right track to me. Demons I've fought... not so many dragons. Sounds like fun though... I'd like to work with you and your partner though. I'm used to fighting with a group and playing the heavy for quick-hitters and some firepower. No matter what we're fighting, the better we get at group tactics, the better off we are. I'm not Kain... err... my own best friend... fucking master of small unit tactics, but I've learned a thing or two here and there from him. If we can't get intel on the Ohm the easy way... we'll get it the fun... err, hard way."

"Its fun and work rolled into one," Hit Girl remarked, shrugging and getting herself up from crashing into another table. "But if you wanna do that, you talk to Overlord Zetta. He's the guy that's training us, making us get stronger. We're both going in the business of being Overlords ourselves, and now well have a way to do it. Hey, how old are you anyway?"

The other questions would come later.

"Not near as old as I look. Its complicated werewolf shit. I'll have to meet this Zetta. I could care less about Overlord stuff, unless it involves getting some beer and whiskey in this place - but good to see what he knows too."

Well that wasn't an answer. Oh well: she was sure she might find out some other time. "Nah, don't worry about that, the Overlord thing is me and Ruffnut's thing. Beer and whiskey you can get at the Drunken Dragon: Kang runs that place."

"Yeah, Kang seems interesting. I'll definitely have to hang out at that place some." he notices the curious look. After a moment of consideration his expression softens slightly. "Actually, I don't know how old I am. I was born as a guard dog in a wrecking yard. All I know is that it seemed like a long time on a short chain, being hit with sticks and half-starved to keep me mean. Since I changed... I don't know, several years anyway. Pure time-wise, you and your friend are probably older than I am."

"A guard dog?" Was this guy for real? Well,he was definitely strong, there was no doubt about that: all of the stuff they demolished was testament to that. "Wait, are you like, a changeling or something? Because that sounds pretty bad ass!"

He doesn't stop slam dancing, the form of it just changes a little as he demonstrates, first changing into a near-200 pound rottweiler, then further shifts into... well, its still a rottweiler, but its about the size of a grizzly bear... which is currently slamming into the walls and bouncing around her in time with the non-existent music.

A few moments later he shifts back, keeping with the rhythm.

"Yup, born 100 percent junkyard dog. Not a changeling - a werewolf. The ass-kicking, Earth-saving kind, not the 'eats people on the full moon' kind." he explains.

"That's AWESOME," Hit Girl declared, grinning. "I knew that there were some werewolves on the ship, but I didn't know that you could turn into a fucking rottweiler! That shit rocks!"

She bashed right back into him, grinning. "I didn't know that werewolves saved the Earth. How'd you get the ability? Just born with it or what?"

"Most of them turn into wolves. I'm just special that way. It does kinda rock, though honestly, I prefer this form for getting shit done. That hammer over there is a whole lot better at fucking shit up than claws and teeth are. No matter how big the teeth. But yeah, I was born with it. About... dunno, they estimate that maybe one in twenty kids that're born to a werewolf and someone with our blood, but not a shifter, becomes a shifter. the rest are called kinfolk - people who increase the chances of having shifter kids, but can't shift themselves. And... well, obviously we didn't save the Earth... yet anyway, but we were working on it. There's all a big story and stuff to it... but main point is we were made that way to be Gaia's ass-kickers... and then things just got bogged down in politics and everyone wanted to fight the war their way."

"Sounds a lot like things on the ship, at least with all the politics and shit. Granted, its not like you can fight against it or whatever, but at least you have a lot of different people you can train with, and if you really want to get your fight on, you can just go down to the city. Id definitely like to see a whole pack of you guys in action though: you could probably chew up the aliens and spit them out if you really knew what you were doing. I say that because, well, they ARE the Ohm."

"You know, yeah, we could... but most of the time, its more of a mindset. Half the werewolves I knew were just pains in the ass. It was just the Street Knights. I'd rather work with a bunch of non-fuzzy ass-kickers that were used to tactics and teamwork. Besides, our tactics, we play things right, I'd do just as well with a couple people who knew their way around firearms or throwing knives and keeping shit off them. But hey, if I get on with the local fuzzies, cool."

"Well, that works fine by me. I'm not used to a whole 'hive mind/pack' concept anyway. Besides my dad, I work alone mostly, and that only recently included my partner. She's a little rough around the edges, but hell, she's viking. We think alike in a lot of ways, but I care about tactics more than she does. When it comes to that and the right weapons, you can really shake things up, you know?"

"I think part of the reason the Knights were so effective was we didn't operate like garou. We did stuff in the deep city, hit the drug dealers and pimps, and worked our way up. Relied on weapons other than the furry death blender thing. I'm not near the tactics brain Kain was... but I never met anyone else who was. I'm also not the weapons maker Jack was... but again, he was the best I've ever met. I can do some of both. Get the right weapons, some stealth, and three or four people who think on the same page... you're golden."

"In that case, we actually do have a lot in common. That was how I operated back home, back when we were starting to thin out the herd for the head crime boss. Granted, we had a bone to pick with him anyway, but dad and I worked the same way, use whatever weapons you have available and take out the bad guys as efficiently as possible. Wish we had a team like you back then."

"Well, the weapons, anyway, we made our own. Jack ran a wrecking yard, so when we needed something, he'd just warm up the forge and put something together. Weapons, gunsmithing, armor up a van and add heavy machineguns - whatever. And who knows, maybe we can put a team like that together here."

"Well I'm all good with that," Hit Girl said, moving away from the wreckage. "If you ask me, we need to have more smiths, I mean, we have a few, but more isn't bad. We definitely have a forge though, and a few people manning them. As for teams, well, good luck. We have a few of those too."

"I'll work something out then for teams - at least til they decide you and your partner are capable of handling active duty."

"Thanks, but I'm not the type to wait if somebody thinks we're acceptable for something. I already did that shit with someone on the ship earlier. You wanna start your team on the ship, you should: but I ain't waiting for someone to give me a green light anymore. Me and Ruff, we aim to get better and stronger, and that's what we're gonna do."

He nods and extends a hand, managing to pause in the dancing. "I'm going to get myself involved in whatever's going on. They need someone to go planetside and kick ass, I'm their man. But as far as teams go, I'd rather have people with me that are more concerned about shit getting done than waiting for the politicos to work their shit out. When the shit hits the fan... will you be on my team? Cause, like I said... kid, I like your style."

"I doubt you had to worry about that," Hit Girl said, winking. "If that's what you're off to do, we're gonna be there, looking to make sure you don't go blindsided. That's what we Overlords are here for or whatever."

"Sounds like we have a plan, and the start of a team. I'll be looking forward to it."

"I'll be looking forward to it," Hit Girl said, grinning. "Won't be looking forward to the bruises in the morning though."

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