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located in Delegate Universe: Sequoia 2032, a part of The Northern Delegates: Apocalypse, one of the many universes on RPG.

Delegate Universe: Sequoia 2032

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Character Portrait: Kato Character Portrait: Warren Slaton Character Portrait: Christopher Straight Character Portrait: Hari Neverwinter Character Portrait: Annita Night
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With time ticking on and the party in full swing, everything was going surprisingly well. Chris had gravitated to Hari and was being the good wingman he was to help a friend out. Brady had disappeared with a couple girls from the pool ten minutes ago and probably wouldn't be seen again for a while, if again that night at all. Chris always did wonder where Brady got his uncanny ability to make girls falls head over heals for him. He was like a passive, silent cupid that was universally loved by women and equally hated by men. Annita of course was with Kat gushing over something or other and fending off the advances of intoxicated boys that thought they were way more smooth than they were. Then there was his very own wannabe, who seemed content to sit back, get drunk, and enjoy the dancers.

"Hey, I'm going to introduce Kat to the wannabe. Make sure you head over there sometime to meet him." Chris said giving Hari a pat on the back as he left to join Annita and Kat for a moment. "Hey Kit Kat." Chris greeted giving the girl a hug and kiss on the cheek. "Don't look so blue, it's a party." He said with a smile.

"Hey, come on and meet the wannabe. He's been moping in that spot all night and the only one that really has talked to him is Trevor, and we all know how Trevor is." Chris said taking Kat's arm.

"Ugh I swear that guy has more testosterone than actual fluids in his body. He's always looking for a fight, especially when he drinks." Ann chimed in flanking the other side of Kat and taking her other arm. "A fucking devil in the sack though." She added.

"What was that?" Chris asked looking around Kat at Ann. "Uh, nothing. Said he's been eyeing your honorary student ever since he met him at the bar. Everyone has been talking about him. You know that spells trouble and a half when Trevor has that look." Ann said giving an innocent smile to Chris until he disappeared again to the side of Kat. "Especially since Trevor's been looking for a way to make you pay for fucking his sister."

Chris thought about it for a moment. "What? Booze is payment in some cultures. But I guess we should at least keep an eye on him. I can't make the wannabe do all my work if he's dead." Chris reflected.

"Then you uh, better do something because the incredible hulk is headed right for him with those two Rent-A-Cunts. Which pretty much means he's a gonner." Ann said a little too chipper about the subject as she pointed at the train wreck unfolding. "Dibs on his corpse. He's medically valuable."

"You're super fucking weird; remind me why I fuck you again?" Chris asked rolling his eyes. "Because I'm flexible." Ann replied giggling.

"Yes… Yes you are…" Chris said as a sly smile crossed his face and an idea popped in his mind. "Ok team, that wannabe is ours, not Hulk Hogan's over there. His group has given us enough bullshit in the past, and they're certainly not going to kill our human. If anyone is going to kill him, it'll be us. Let's show some support for our newest member and hopefully this escalates into some violence. Ready? Break!" Chris said laughing as they put their hands in and did the traditional football huddle break.

"Hari you're going to miss the fun!" Chris called over laughing as the three walked over to Warren. Thankfully, they arrived before Trevor and his Euro-trash made it through the crowd to Warren. Chris slid in next to Warren and wrapped an arm around the semi-intoxicated mortal. "Warren, this is Kat over there's Hari, you already know Ann. This is Warren. I just call him wannabe though; I'm pleased to report it's caught on nicely." Chris said pointing to the respective parties. "You still have to meet Brady. He's busy with some girls at the moment, but he sends his best."

Chris took a lengthy sip of his unmarked bottle of liquor as he waited for the immortals in question to approach. "Hey Trev, long time no see. Girls, looking perky as always." Chris greeted standing up between Warren and the group. "You come to meet our newest member?" Chris said motioning to Warren. Now this particular werewolf was large, he towered over Chris in height and weight class but that didn't bother him one bit.

"Doesn't look like much to me." Trevor replied steadying himself against the girls as a whirlwind of drug-induced hallucinations caused the room to spin and melt like someone was throwing cans of paint on everything. "I think he looks delicious, so kind of you to bring us a snack Chris." The vampress to the left said, running the tip of her tongue over her lips. "I think he looks like a pineapple. I miss pineapple… and kiwi, but mostly pineapple." The other vampire chimed in obviously already in her own little world. After an awkward moment of silence, the girl bounced off into the crowd leaving Trevor and the hostile vampress in front of the silent group.

"Ok, well that was fun. Now see you could try to eat him, but that won't go very well for you. He is neither a snack nor a tropical fruit. I suggest we all have a beer, get stoned and enjoy the party." Chris piped up pulling a bag of weed out of his pocket and shaking it dramatically. "Or if pills are your thing, I got just about everything you can chew, snort, inject, or pop. Pick your poison." Now see, werewolves leaned more towards things like alcohol, weed, and natural drugs while vampires got more heavily into man made substances. Chris had to cover a wide variety of preferences.

"For the love of god, no more drugs." Trevor exclaimed running his hands down his face as if it was melting. It felt like it was melting. "Whatever you put in the drinks has me tripping uphill. I don't even know what I'm doing over here. Where is here?" Trevor said forgetting the reason he was there in the first place as the drugs kicked in full tilt.

"You came over to congratulate Warren here on his new position." Chris suggested stepping out of the path between Trevor and Warren. "Oh man!" Trevor said relieved. He put his hand on Chris's shoulder and laughed at the crazy notion that had ran through his mind. "I'm so glad you told me that because for a second I thought I was over here to break his legs and then throw him over the railing to dispose of the body. Crazy right?" Trevor said with a goofy smile. "Nah, it was definitely not that." Chris said shaking his head and patting Trevor's hand which was surprisingly cold for a werewolf.

"No wonder it took them forever to walk across a room." Annita whispered behind her hand to Kat.

"Hey congratulations you." Trevor said pointing at Annita. Chris casually pushed Trevor's arm so he was correctly pointing at Warren. "Y-you… y-you… melted into the floor. Skills." He stammered. "Can I go sit down now?" He asked Chris as if he was a child that was way past their bedtime. Chris nodded and pointed to an unoccupied bench nearby. "Knock yourself out."

After Trevor and the girl left Chris stood there for a second wondering what just happened. He looked around the room realizing there were a lot of people in the same condition, a lot more than usual. "Weird."

"How could you spike the drinks like that Chris! I actually felt bad for the guy." Ann said sighing.

"I didn't spike the drinks, and even if I did it wouldn't be with psychedelics! That's a huge no no." Chris snapped continuing to look around the room to identify what everyone was drinking that was tainted.

The problem was not everyone had the same drink. "It's not in the drinks, it's in the cups." Chris concluded. That explains why I found the spare key to the supply closet on the ground outside my shop when I stopped in to check on it after Warren got here. Someone broke into my shop to take the spare supply closet key, went in and dosed the cups, locked it up, and then later accidentally dropped the key outside while they were trying to return it. That's a fuck ton of effort to get a bunch of teens high. Chris thought to himself. "I found a key to the supply closet outside the shop when I went to check on it after you got here. Had to make sure you didn't burn the place down, ya know? You must have spooked whoever it was and they dropped the key." Chris said to Warren. "You notice anyone?"

"That's a little too coordinated for my liking." Ann said sitting down next to Warren.

"Yeah… Party's over I think. Maybe we should just sober everyone up." Chris suggested.

Ann burst out laughing. "Why do you dick off so much in our medical classes? Our shots don't purge psychedelics like other drugs. Gotta just ride it out."

Chris held his hands out and the drink cups froze causing people to drop them from the sudden temperature drop. "I've pulled off some elaborate pranks in my day but never something like this." Chris said leaving for a moment to retrieve a few types of empty cups. "This is just fucking dangerous."

"Why aren't we bugging out like them?" Ann inquired counting out the number of people that were effected by the drug.

"Maybe because we use regular glasses instead of the disposable ones we make everyone else use. I don't believe in cups in general." Chris said swishing the liquor bottle in his hand. He checked out the cups and found the most popular type of cups had dried droplets in the bottom. "Well the cups made of glass are good, bottles probably are too, but the standard disposable drink cups are dosed. I mean, this happened before with the punch bowl but we just dumped it out when the first person started tweeking. And the kid that did it didn't put enough in to fuck people up like this. Most of the people here are laying on the floor babbling like fucking infants!" Chris growled knocking a drink cup out of someone's hand that was walking by. "You drink out of that yet?" Chris asked. When the guy shook his head and mentioned with a confused look that he just arrived, Chris instructed him to go around and pick up all the disposable drink cups and throw them away.

"We are so dead if someone jumps off a bridge." Ann pointed out. "Literally dead, Midnight will kill us."

"No shit, and with this many people if their trips turn bad this situation will get fucking out of control." Chris said.

Ann thought about it for a moment and then stood up with a smile on her face. "I got just the thing." She said as a blueish light sparked in her hands. Ann took the contaminated drink cup from Chris and stuck her hand in it to touch the dried drug in the bottom of the cup. The light changed from blue to red as it rose out of the cup and spread throughout the room bouncing from person to person in the club. One by one the people effected by the drug slowed down until they froze in place like perfect statues. A few people weren't effected by the spell and glanced around confused as the party came to a screeching halt. "Putting them to sleep would cause serious complications, so they're still awake but are paralyzed."

"At least they won't start a panic induced riot now." Chris said using his ability to pull everyone out of the pool before freezing it over entirely. "What a fucking disaster."