@hackingpandora ♡’d for a STARTER.
“You there. Yes you, could you please come over here and take a sample of this drink. I fear it’s too strong for me.” Tannis the woman of social anxiety is telling a stranger to come and taste a drink she conjured up. Mixed with a variety of fruit juices and some skag blood and slag, she was possibly sending this man to his grave. Though the researcher didn’t look all too welcoming, with sweat rolling down her forehead, white pale skin and a sickly expression, it was clear the woman seemed more nervous than the man. “Come on don’t be shy now. It’s good, my friend tried it once and said it was the best thing he’s ever tasted.” Her friend being Clork, a ceiling chair, and it had spilt all over his fabric so he never really got a ‘taste’ of it.
“It’s all organic and I’ve even tested it on animals, turns out it’ll give you increase strength for the day.” Trying to advertise a experiment was one of the hardest things Tannis has ever done, and she’s not going to back down until she gets her analysis of what the drink actually does. ( Would it make him sick, if he accepts it? ) Slag had a different affect on a multitude of people, everyone's reaction was a little different. Tannis’s wasn’t so bad, giving her an intense migraine until she drank a few bottles of water. After that she was completely fine.
