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My half of a trade with JuacoProductionsArts , who wanted to see Carol & Kiki in some shenanigans.

...now where was I? ...Oh Yeah! So these two walk into a bar and meet for the first time, so they agree to hang out and have some drinks. Carol explains that she’s a Sorceress who thinks she found a way to get the most out of her Ale by means of Enchanted Refills, while Kiki rebutted by saying she can get the most out of HER drinks by means of shrinking herself down with one mug in tow. So now they had a bet on their hands: Whoever drops down first or drinks less by closing time has to pay the bill.

With Carol’s drink enchanted to magically refill, Kiki’s body now the size of a doll, and a half-hour ‘till closing, the two begin chugging away. Minutes passed and Carol already found herself at TWO disadvantages: (1) her refills might get the job done, but she’d have to wait for the mug to refill whilst Kiki don’t need to wait to chug away her pint; & (2) while Carol’s no stranger to alcohol, she be going up against a hardened Irish thirst that be infamous for outlasting the competition. Carol was practically straining herself to try and pull ahead, but she stopped caring after the next few refills, just trying not to pass out from all the alcohol now in her system.
With the closing bell rung the winner was clear, Carol might’ve downed more pints than Kiki’s one, but relative size of both drink sizes and their guts speak otherwise: Kiki Wins!

(bringing us back to now)
With bellies full of Booze (Kiki being virtually ballooned out), the bartender brings out our of those portable cash registers asking just what the hell happened to these two from only 2 mugs? So Carol regales him of how the two of them got into a drinking contest to prove whose method could down more beer, but with the alcohol slurring her speech, said tender just rung up the price and asked them to leave.

The End

Here’s his half of the trade:

(C) Kiki
(C) Carol N.

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My half of a trade with JuacoProductionsArts , who wanted to see Carol & Kiki in some shenanigans.

...now where was I? ...Oh Yeah! So these two walk into a bar and meet for the first time, so they agree to hang out and have some drinks. Carol explains that she’s a Sorceress who thinks she found a way to get the most out of her Ale by means of Enchanted Refills, while Kiki rebutted by saying she can get the most out of HER drinks by means of shrinking herself down with one mug in tow. So now they had a bet on their hands: Whoever drops down first or drinks less by closing time has to pay the bill.

With Carol’s drink enchanted to magically refill, Kiki’s body now the size of a doll, and a half-hour ‘till closing, the two begin chugging away. Minutes passed and Carol already found herself at TWO disadvantages: (1) her refills might get the job done, but she’d have to wait for the mug to refill whilst Kiki don’t need to wait to chug away her pint; & (2) while Carol’s no stranger to alcohol, she be going up against a hardened Irish thirst that be infamous for outlasting the competition. Carol was practically straining herself to try and pull ahead, but she stopped caring after the next few refills, just trying not to pass out from all the alcohol now in her system.
With the closing bell rung the winner was clear, Carol might’ve downed more pints than Kiki’s one, but relative size of both drink sizes and their guts speak otherwise: Kiki Wins!

(bringing us back to now)
With bellies full of Booze (Kiki being virtually ballooned out), the bartender brings out our of those portable cash registers asking just what the hell happened to these two from only 2 mugs? So Carol regales him of how the two of them got into a drinking contest to prove whose method could down more beer, but with the alcohol slurring her speech, said tender just rung up the price and asked them to leave.

The End

Here’s his half of the trade:

(C) Kiki
(C) Carol N.