WE ARE THE NEW AMERICANA, HIGH OFF LEGAL JUICEEE // O; WEEKLY TASK

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    "yo yo yo, who wants some f-cking juice?" sarcy had set up a juice stand, literally a box with a paper that had unreadable handwriting scribbled on it. that and it was already hard to read considering the tape it had been attached to the box with was gone on one side and already slumping. "GET YOUR JUICE HERE~!!!" he had attempted making jingles until he had hit the hour point mark and the only people coming to his stand were little children that didn't no better and npcs he threatened into it. he had found a load of red solo cups and was now squeezing random fruits into cups and giving them to people, most walking away with a sour look and others just flinging the cup at him. f-cking litterers. "JUICCCEEEEEE- BETTER THAN ALL YOUR MAMA'S COOKING, RIGHT HERE~!!" at this point in time, he was just screaming his head off about juice and flinging the fruits that he had already squeezed juice out of at poor npcs. it was a battlefield of squeezed fruits and crys of mercy.
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    "I would like some of your fuck juice!" Francis laughed, bounding over with a wink towards the yelling male. Honestly, Sarcy was an asshole, but he was a pretty asshole, so that made it okay. The creature stood before him, and after a moment of thought, decided to place his forepaws on the stand like someone settling their elbows on a bar counter. "Where did you get these?" he wondered aloud, reaching for the red cups.


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    "you wish." he grinned, already beginning to squeeze a few random fruits into another cup,"i got these from a few select places in a city several miles away." those places consisted of trashcans, streets, and he may have crept into a few human parties and stolen a sh-t ton of their cups. yes, it was nearly impossible for him to sneak into human parties and not be noticed so he also may have set off the smoke detector, which in turn set off the indoors sprinkler system and completely soaked everyone. he then may have dabbed one of the puddles with some electricity and teleported out of there as fast as he could. you could say, they were a bit shocked. "here you go." he placed the freshly brewed juice in francis' paw, satisfied with his work. so far the results had been bad, but maybe this was the golden cup of juice. heck, he didn't even know what fruits he was squeezing but honestly it didn't matter- he was the f-cking juice master.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 240px;] Reid paddded over, flattening his ears at the extremely loud, hyper asshole selling people juice. He rolled his eyes, taking a seat. "I'm assuming you don't have coffee." Flicking his tail, the technophobe poked the writing on the box. "I thought I had bad handwriting."




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    [justify]"Calm the fuck down, dude," Ephie replied with a laugh, padding over and gazing exasperatedly at Sarcy. "You need a counselor. Also, I'd like some juice."

    [fancypost bgcolor=#; border: 0px; width: 360px; line-height: 160%; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt;]Leave it to Sarcophagus to cause a huge commotion with even a simple task. Events like these were always so bittersweet for the assistant deputy. When her Clanmates gave out foods and beverages she wanted to try them all, wishing to participate and accept such kind gestures. Hardly anyone knew her secret, the issue that was keeping her from enjoying the wonderful treats she had once adored. However, after several months of practice she was getting much better at faking eating like most of her Clanmates. Swallowing the food immediately and pretending to chew was usually the most effective method, at least in terms of keeping her from gagging or throwing up right away. The ivory feline decided to give it try now as she grabbed one of the cups full of random juice, taking a large sip that she tried to avoid tasting. Try as she might she couldn't stop the grimace from appearing on her face, barely able to keep the vile liquid down. Even if it did have a decent flavor to regular tongues hers was designed different—no matter what it was going to taste nasty. Maybe the wolf wouldn't notice her disgust?[/fancypost]

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]Tama had obviously been attracted by Sarcy's rampant screaming for juice, a soft smile gracing her maw upon approaching - but, it was upon managing to identify her sister's silhouette, taking a sip from the juice, that quickened her pace. Brief panic remain suppressed by nothing more than the holding of her breath, and the biting down on her bottom lip. She'd attempt to brush against her adoptive sibling upon approach, concern portrayed in her ashen oculars. Knowing that Lace was a ghoul, meant that juice and the likes.. probably wasn't fit for her. It was similar to how Matty had eaten that cake. If Lace continued to do things like that she.. would probably become seriously weakened.


    The servaline realised that her actions would probably seem confusing, and therefore, in an attempt to disguise her sudden concerns, she'd attempt to pivot her gaze towards Sarcy, and offer his a zealous smile. "Alright! Give Tama the best thing you have!" She would chirp.

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    wisteriapaw trotted over as well, hooked on the mother comment. did her mom even make food? the fem couldn't remember one time where lostboy was tasked with making treats, nor did anything of the sort on her own. maybe the vice leader actually sucked at cooking, and sarcy was right? ah, no one tell lostboy of this thought process.


    the fem slowed to a stop near lacelock and tama, whereas joey trotted closer and reached up enthusiastically. fruit was his shit, so fruit juice might as well have been heaven. "ca' i have joose?" he squeaked, waiting impatiently.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]Emma remembered this one. "May I have some juice?" she asked, sauntering up behind the others. The small feline had found the male rather amusing ever since she had met him, so it was only protocol that she would take some of his homemade juice.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt]the male paused in step, his tail lifted and gave a short wag as he remembered sarco as war had been missing for two weeks. closing the space between the two, his azure luminaries warmed slightly before taking a seat nearby the amusing male. briefly following the trail of flinging squeezed out fruits with a little chuckle, returning his blue orbs to sarco did he give a little shrug. "sarcophagus, you have a lot of confidence in your.. juice", the beast lowered his head to peer curiously at the liquid inside the cups. speaking offhandedly, "i think i'll take some of the mysterious juice", his voice was kind but there was good humor in his words. his eyes trailed to tama, as usual, was a cheerful light and he found himself smiling softly to himself.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-family:arial;]Well Lucina wasn't entirely sure what was going on here but she was fairly sure that it had something to do with this juice that Sarcy was shouting about. And considering that it was juice and not solid food, that meant Lucina could eat, er, drink it with no worries! Hopefully. She had yet to discover what human-like drinks did to her digestive tracts but she figured it was better to just jump right in and figure that out now. "Looks like my opinion has been swayed. I'll try some of your juice too."


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    "holy f-ck can you guys calm down? i know you want my juice but geeez.." he paused for a moment, sending a glare to spencer and ephe,"hey, customers, settle down- no commenting on the seller's mental health. it's common courtesy." he ended the sentence with a snooty tone, as if he knew what common courtesy was, flashing the rest of the crowd a grin. however, he caught lace taking a swig of the juice, grimacing as if it was the foulest liquid that cursed the planet. he wasn't too surprised, considering that was close to what many of his previous customer's had done. ah, but let the haters hate. as tama arrived, asking for the best thing he had, he nodded. this was his leader and if he didn't do a good job on this one he probably wouldn't be able to do weekly tasks anymore. that or if someone died due to juice overdose. "here you go." he gave her the cup of randomly picked juice, not really attempting to pick his best one but instead hoping he had picked a better one than the one lace had drank.


    at emma's and wisteriapaw's arrivals, he nodded, swiftly picking up the juice he had freshly made and handing it to him. it seemed everyone was greedy for his juice but he had no problem. he would sell out at this point. even if he wasn't selling for sh-t. as warpaint came up, he grinned at the dire wolf, slapping him harmlessly on the shoulder from over his cardboard box stand. "yes i do, it's the best in town." he paused, clearing his throat,"camp." he nodded as war asked for some, handing the larger wolf a cup before turning to lucina with a just as bright grin. "aha, another taker- i'm not surprised, my juice does wonders." lucina seemed to be picky most of the time about what she was eating, at least compared to him, so he was rather thrilled that she of all people was here to drink his juice. he handed her a cup before glancing at everyone, waiting to see the results with an almost withheld expression of anticipation.


    //the juice will either taste like absolute sh-t or complete heaven, you decide but it will be funnier if it tastes like sh-t + it'll be quite unlikely a lot of people get good tasting ones
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    As she was handed the cup of mysterious liquid, the wolf glanced at it, throwing it around a bit within the cup to make sure there wasn't anything lurking at the top. Her father had once taught her a decent trick to figure out if there was poison in her goblet as a young child, as the poison tended to drift to the top of the glass and sit on the outer rim of the liquid. But there didn't seem to be anything wrong with this, so Lucina shrugged and took a hefty gulp of it.


    It was...
    It was good. Very good even.


    With a grin on her maw, the wolf continued to chug it down, not quite sure what kind of flavor it was. It was truly unlike anything she had ever tasted before. "Wow, Sarcy... This is amazing."


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 240px;] Reid sighed as he was glared at.. Seeing Lucina's reaction to the juice, he looked at Sarcy, then at the fruits. "Do you know what a lemon is? Because I'd like some lemon juice."



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt]the male glanced at Lucina, then shrugged as she seemed to quite like it but through the bond he could tell something was amidst. a tinge of disgust, but her words contradicted it so he simply decided to trust his godly taste buds to sarc's concoction. taking the drink did he lower it to the ground, peering at it curiously then the caution went out the metaphorical window as he dunked his tongue in for a few laps of it. his tongue shriveled and he snorted as he acted like a dog that had peanut butter on the roof of his mouth. trying desperately to get rid of it, pausing the canidae ran deep stroke of his tongue on his rough fur as that took the taste away ( just a bit ) then stared at sarcophagus blankly. "did you drink this", he said blatantly. "it's gross, man, so gross", war sneezed then stepped away from the juice.


    "how do you mess up juice", war was honestly curious as he slowly inquired.

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    The kitten nearly jumped for joy. "OOOO I want some juice! What kind of juice is it? What is it made from? What color is it? I wanna try!!!" Blaine badgered out questions for the other to answer.[/fancypost]
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