★Would you drink the person aboves potion?★

"You keep it, sweetheart, I've already got both-- A celebrity following... and a case of uncontrollable yodels," Blayde looks away for a moment, and frowns bitterly. Things just hadn't been the same since that incident with the Brain Mites. But... well, the weekend didn't start 'til after 9pm anyway. No huge loss.

Blayde flicks a small cylindrical vial across the table to you. Its contents are an unappetizing maroon sludge.

"You might be asking yourself: well well well, what do we have here? I'll tell you: magic. What kind of magic?" Blayde reclines dangerously far in his plastic chair, "Now, that's a good question. Full disclosure, I don't know 100%. Dude who made it says a sip of this'll make you permanently immune to radiation. Pretty handy, huh? Problem is, nobody's had the guts to test it. But he tells me it WORKS, and if you start spitting up blood or whatever that the side effects are all temporary and should blow over in a couple hours.

"What do you say, are you game?"

Lionel stared at the small bottle in front of him, the sludge in it looking more like mire than anything drinkable. Although the rational part of his brain was screaming at him to not even touch it (let alone drink it), there was the all too familiar sense of curiosity that was trying to get him mixed up with suspicious potions again. It was painfully clear to everyone who knew Lionel that he was rather enthusiastic about his research on magic and various potions with such elements, and being presented with what might have been a rather unique mixture made his fingers itch to grasp to take hold of the vial. 

"No, I really shouldn't," he finally spoke and shook his head, more so to make it clear to himself that he had made up his mind. "As exciting as it sounds, it sounds a tad too risky to try. I'm not even quite sure what this 'radiation' you speak of is, but the potential backslash makes me too nervous to try, so unfortunately I must decline. However, if you're willing to part with it I wouldn't mind studying its contains..."

Lionel then turned around to face a new person. The potion offered to him might have been a little too much to handle, but he was certain the potion he was about to offer would be much well received in comparison. From the bottom of his bag Lionel dug up a tiny jar filled with green liquid, with small particles inside that seemed to glimmer in the light. 

"This is one of my own mixtures," he explained happily and then placed the bottle on the table. "The effect only lasts for 12 hours, but drinking it should give you the ability to breathe underwater! It's quite handy espcially if you'd like to do some real exploration!"

His tail twitched as he added, his voice a little lower: "But I have only tested it on myself, and given the state of my body, there is a tiny chance it might have some... possibly undesired side effects. I collected parts of it mermaid scales, and it's been noted that people who have ingested such scales in the past might end up growing scales on their lower body - but if you ask me, it's a small price for underwater exploration!" 

"Scales, huh?" Chad murmured while examining the potion. He grabbed the jar, looking at it from every angle as though some sort of secret would be discovered. Well, he needed this kind of power to hunt a monster in the city's lake, but if he ended up getting scales that might make things hard. On the one hand, he just might get a boost in terms of selfies and vlogs, on the other, he might end up getting mistaken for a monster and hunted himself. He glanced at Lionel. He didn't seem like the kind of guy to purposefully trick someone. Huh, the more Chad looked at him, the more he got this... vibe. It was as if he was talking to another hunter, but that wasn't possible... was it?
"I guess it's worth a try, brah," Chad eventually shrugged. "Scuba gear gets in the way with hunting underwater. This'll help tons."

"So check it, one of the monsters I caught had this on them. They use it to look human and blend in. I know there are a lot of generic versions of this kinda potion too, those can work but there's also a big chance you can get, like, the worst cramps as a side effect. Thing is, I don't know if this is one of those good potions or the generic. You can try it out, if you want, brah. Let me record it, though, it'd make a great video for my channel."

"Boy, this is fine by me!" The black beast is eager to take the potion, not even care about the side effects. Probably because its lack of taste in anything it eats. "I'd take ten, in fact! I mean, if you have anymore?" Black Thing just had been dying to taste some other texture nad variety of foods other than raw meats all the times. Sure the taste is going to be gross, but he had has worse.

The beast, now stood on two legs, leaning on the tree. Giving the next person an unsettling grin as he pulled out a bottle of black liquid out of his goopy body. He shook the fluid inside around gently as he smirk as if he's attempting to taunt the person to get it.

"I got this from the witch's hut." Spoken the beast "I think it might be a good item to have with you, just in case" He now dropped on 4 legs, with one holding the bottle. The potion inside is vanta black, it look like it suck every lightsthat hits it. "This potion will temporary grant you super strength. You will be very fast, strong, and jump power enough to climb a cliff" He snickered "But of course, it has a down side. If you drink it, you will become constantly hungry. Until the potion duration time is out, you will crave everything."

"And no, it isn't made out of my goop. You don't have to worry about it." He disclaims before any assumtion was made.

A plague doctor stood in front of the beast, regarding him and the offered potion. A bird, a corvid of some kind but not any one specific type, perched on his shoulder, tilting its head as it also looked on with beady black eyes. Opaque lenses hid away his eyes, hiding the easiest way to read him, but if the beast was adept at reading body language, he may notice the rigid set of his shoulders. Mildly uncomfortable, but not enough to flee, too interested in the strange concoction being offered. 

And how could he not be interested? He was an alchemist and a man of science, and this potion was something he has never seen before. He could only wonder at what components made the pitch black liquid..

After the contemplative silence, the bird is the one who speaks, croaking out, "I think I will stick with potions of fire giant strength, I know what those are made of and they don't have the side effect of..being hungry. However, I will certainly take it off your hands for the purpose of studying, if you find that agreeable."

The doctor's small abode smelled strongly of alchemical ingredients, with the faint scent of mint underlying it, like it was trying to undercut it and make the space more pleasant. One table held books, flipped open to unreadable texts and diagrams, with some having magical projections over them that recorded hours. Another table held neatly chopped herbs and components, with potions bubbling in bottles above medieval bunsen burners. The doctor himself was at this table, testing a dark liquid in a beaker. His bird sat perched over in the corner of the room, who immediately eyes the newcomer.

The cloaked figure glances at them, but doesn't address them right away, delicately putting the liquid he was experimenting with away. Then he turns and his bird asks for him, "You don't seem injured or sick, so you're here for a potion I presume? Something for an adventure, maybe?"

He looks over the newcomer, idly tapping the table with his fingertips as he considers this person. "I think I may have something that will be helpful for you," said his bird, and then the man turns to a nearby shelf filled to the brim with potions. He delicately sorts through them before picking out a long bottle filled with a steaming, red liquid. 

He returns to the stranger, holding out this potion for the other to see. "This is a potion of fire breath. As the name implies, you will gain the ability to breath fire for a short time, perhaps about three to five minutes. However, this doesn't come without risks. If you don't drink a potion of fire resistance before using this, it will burn your throat and mouth, and then I suppose you would be seeing me again to heal it, hm? What say you?"

“I don’t suppose you happen to have a potion of fire resistance as part of the bundle, do you?” Kazuma said idly. “I’m not someone who just has that kind of stuff with me. No deal, unless you can pop in the prerequisite for free.”

Kazuma reached into his satchel, and pulled out a worn leather flask. “This is one of the traditional kerosu brews,” he explained. “It gives us great speed, faster than any horse. But, to keep it out of the hands of our enemies, we doctor it with an oil that causes bad reactions if the drinker has eaten meat in the past... let’s say week or so, or if the drinker eats meat while the potion is still inside the body. Bad reactions as in gut pain that makes you double over, not death. We’re not brutal.“

Ennette clung to the table while wide eyes stared at the bottle. It was gorgeous from the intricate colors on the bottle to the potion itself! There was no doubt in her mind that only a true master could whip up something like this! Just being able to look at this made her feel like she'd learned more already, and it motivated her to try and make some herself!
"I see," the princess said as she took the bottle into her own hands. It looked so powerful, the idea that she could trip and break it all put a heavy pressure on her shoulder. But her father had been complaining about not being able to sleep well lately, even after countless remedies, so this was her only hope. "Only a tablespoon every two nights, got it! And no eating the flower!" she nodded to Alianor before smiling. "Thank you again for letting me have this. I hope one day I can be at your level and repay you through it!"
She turned around and made her way for the car waiting outside, staring at the potion once again. It really was beautiful. She'd give it a taste herself once she got home!

"This is the first potion I've made!" the princess said proudly as she set down a red beaker in front of you. There was a fog pouring out of it. "Doesn't it look cool? I... think that's how it's supposed to look." Her smile became less confident as a few beads of sweat rolled down the side of her face. "I've been studying herbs a lot, and tried to put them into a potion this round. It's a simple one, too, only supposed to help with allergies. Thing is, uh, heh heh--" She avoided eye contact while pressing the tips of her index fingers together. "It's the first one I made that didn't melt through the beaker. I had to resort to a kid's toy kinda of beaker, hence why it's red." She quickly looked at you. "B-But! See? It's not melting through, that means it must be fine! Please! You have to test it out for me!"

The creature picked up the potion. “Sure, I can test it out. It’s not like I can really die anyway”. He drank the potion, trying to ignore the slight but strange taste from the beaker itself. After drinking it all, he felt his head clear up. “Hey, I think it did help with my allergies some. Thanks! Good luck making potions. Bye!”. The creature then hurried off into the woods.

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Panic sat a strange liquid in front of you. It looked similar to soda, but had a slight blue glow to it. He sees your confused face. “Why are you even surprised at the fact that I’m real and not some urban legend. That’s probably the most normal thing goin on right now”. Sliding the cup towards you, he started talking. “I decided to try my hand at potion making. This potion is supposed to give you immortality, but I could be completely wrong. I drank a bit myself, and there aren’t any bad side effects other than a headache, but it went away after a couple of hours. I can’t really die, so I can’t fully confirm the immortality part”

“Oh, and since it’s my first one, it’s free. Do you want it or not?”

Valin looked a tad confused. Had had not seen a creature like this before. He was not even sure what species it was.

“Well, I’m not sure what “Legend” you originated from.” Valin picks up the cup, swirling the bubbling colored liquid around.

 “Hmm.” Valin pushed his glasses closer to his face in order to get a better look of the liquid content.

“Immortality huh?” Valin gazed back up towards Panic, with a soft smile he placed the cup back on the tail

“Ahahaha. Nice try Mr.cat thing. As a seasonal expert of alchemy, myself. What you have here is a nigh-invulnerable potion. You feel pain but you cannot be killed. That is why you had a headache earlier. Immortality would not let you feel any pain whatsoever. But nice try. I think I might pass.” He gave a bow to Panic before he left.

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“Step right up ladies and folks, I, Valin the mighty alchemist, have just created a potent potion guaranteed to make you strong and tall!” Valin boasted to you and a few others outside a vendor hall. “Feast your eyes upon this!” Valin held out a purple sparkling potion.

“Imagine yourself to be stronger than two elephants, taller than three basketball players, and more energetic then three electrical factories! That is what this “Enhancement Potion” can do for you.” Valin pointed in your direction.

“Absolutely nothing can go wrong! Side effects may include a potency to eat cabbages, disproportionate sized body parts and a height increase to around fifty feet or so.” Valin secretly whispered that last part.

“But act now, supplies are limited. Will also include a free…Uh…Hat! My Hat!” Valin took off his hat to show you. “For only 4 gold pieces! Offer valid today only. ACT NOW!” As Valin smirked, pointing to you.

Kul stood among the few surrounding Valin, his arms crossed save the one hovering in front of his mask in bemusement. A potion, was this? The advantages promised were quite enticing, and the way the salesman spoke was hyping him up. To be so strong and energetic, and TALL!! Why, he'd be invincible! The computer on his chest scanned the potion and seemed to give him red flags everywhere, though. Maybe he should--
What? What was that? A hat?! Why, look at it! It would look MARVELOUS on top of his helmet!
"Sold!" boasted Kul as he eagerly pointed upward.

"Behold!" Kul proudly spouted as he set down a cup of dark green... sludge. Although his face was masked, he seemed to be giddy with excitement. "Brilliant, isn't it? Almost fascinating, you'd say! This is the work of endless hours my followe-- er, friends have been making. With this, we can contact the Lord of Darkness without having to sacrifice anyone! Remarkable, wouldn't you say?! We'll still sacrifice to be on the safe side, but the point still stands! You're looking at a phone of sorts to the gods themselves!"
His voice eventually settled.
So did the silence.
It got awkward.
Quietly, Kul nudged the potion towards you.
"Don't be modest now, try it!" he insisted. "It's not like I'm trying to see what possible effects it could have, don't be so silly! I merely want you to have the honor to be the first to meet Darkness himself!"

This seems like an interesting thread… So, let’s revive it! Or try at least.

Willow found herself in an odd little room, with an equally odd man. She was used to such grandeur behaviours; it was hard not to get used to them when you had to spend time around reincarnations like envy. She didn’t like envy, so she wasn’t as quick to shy away from the masked man before her.   

Of course, what she was shying away from was the cup of… What even was that?! Behind her own mask, her face scrunched up in utter disgust! Was this the grown-ups attempt at trying to get her to drink medicine again?

“I know darkness, and I don’t think even he’d want to drink this.” Words which had escaped her, finally flowed from her mouth. If anything, it looked like something to give a sacrifice! Even though she couldn’t ‘die’ she didn’t feel like having a stomach ache either.

“Um… I know!” An idea!

“How about we give this to someone else! Surely there will be another willing person.” She suggested. Yes! This had to be the way to go about getting out of this.

“I’ll go find someone; you just wait here!” And with that, Willow was off. Whether she would return or not would be a different story in and of itself. Whatever the case, there was no way in any of the worlds that she would ever drink that.

“Excuse me!” Willow practically flung herself at the first sentient being that she came across. Her mask was moved to the side of her head, she knew that her cute face would be disarming to most. Which meant that surely, whomever she came across would be more willing to drink the potion she had made.

“I made this with Daphne and Orion! Apparently, it’s supposed to give sweet dreams and help you sleep better!” Such words could be taken either of two ways. With the air of death that she gave off, the sleep she was referring to could be eternal. Or, it very well could just be a potion that did just as she described with no adverse reactions.

The potion itself wasn’t horribly bad looking. It was thick and light blue in colour with… What looked like sprinkles, and was that an eye?

“So, you gonna give it a try?! Pretty please!” She begged, doe eyes staring at the poor creature that she had forced such an interaction with.  

"Or, you can try this one. It's a phone to the gods... I think?" Fishing from her pocket a second vial, although this one looked hideous and she didn't seem as enthusiastic about it. Where such a sweet child got such a thing was left up to the imagination.