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Intro I : In The Club
🕑 Added 2018-03-05 17:59:31 +0000 UTC Hey again everyone!So the hotfix is up, check the last post if you hadn't seen, and I realsied that I'd been uploading some stuff to FA that I could upload here too; I'm going to be fleshing out the moments leading up to where the game starts with illustrations that will eventually appear in the intro cutscene type thing; so without further ado here's a low-effort copy paste job from yours truly ;)
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The dance floor was packed tonight; Saturday at 'Chemistry' as it was known was a popular hangout downtown for anyone who wanted some cheap drinks and hearing loss, and tonight was especially alluring; the following Monday was what had come to be known as 'detox day' in the City; the first Monday of every month was a scheduled break from the grind of work to be visited by our friends in the Q.R.D who will, free of charge no less, hand out and administer inoculations for all inhabitants. These wonderful shots give everything a body could need for optimal functioning in a society of a thousand species, and most importantly is designed to prevent any cross-contamination of diseases. As a consequence, the prior weekend is seen as something of a blowout for party minded individuals, whose strung out, hung over forms would transform like magic into capable workers within hours of this wonder drug. And that is precisely what Amber and her two friends intended to do.
Sara and Amber had been living as room-mates for quite some time and friends long before that, meeting first in elementary school and never quite separating since; being quite a hot-tempered Wolf, Amber was at first irritated by, then eventually fascinated in, and finally inseparable from Sara's quiet, soft-spoken demeanour and level thinking in the most dire situations. If one can call missing a bus dire, which Amber often would in more colourful terms before the Rabbit calmed her down. At the bar currently was their newer but no less close friend Adrian, a Fox who had grown up across town from the both of them but found himself working with Amber when she'd found the coffee establishment near his home and near refused to leave until she was allowed to wear an apron. Later that year she even applied for the job, much to his surprise.
Tonight was to be free of work however, unless one counted the subway ride home, and as the two danced and grooved about their allotted space on the floor, occasionally giving a gentle push to the wild-eyed dancers that appeared from the dry ice who became too interested in helping either one with their dance moves, all seemed right with the world; Amber was a particular lover of detox days and would often make attempts to wear herself out even more than usual in her wildly uncoordinated dancing, just to make the effect of the medicine that much more pronounced the following day. Though she hasn't taken the time to test that such a theory is correct, between her mental fortitude and love of clubbing she wasn't going to think too carefully about it.
Sara gyrated about with glass in hand, some luminous liquid that tasted of sherbet and continued to make your mouth glow for a few minutes after drinking, and grinned at her room-mate; despite the many canine and other eyes flitting their way across to her friend she didn't seem bothered in the slightest, even when the poor aforementioned bastards attempted some kind of shouting, foul-breathed chat up line; this happened twice in the song playing alone, and both times a casual shake of the head and a smile seemed to be enough to get them to take the hint; Amber was indeed something to behold, especially in her choice of dress for the evening's entertainment, but even if it wasn't known to most that Wolves can get pretty fierce when threatened in any way it was certainly clear from Amber's confidence and movements that any problems would soon be resolved.
“HEY!” Sara shouted to her friend, cupping a hand around her mouth; Amber tilted her head and smiled.
“WHAT!?” She screamed. Sara pointed toward the bar and nodded her head in that direction, where Adrian could be seen playing with his phone, three markedly different drinks sat beside him. Amber's eyes lit up as she understood and ploughed through the crowd in a surprisingly graceful show of speed, grabbing Sara's wrist and hauling her through the throngs of dancers like a plum-bob attached to a fishing line.
