username;;
Swurk
name;;
Kahlua
favorite beverage;;
Pepsi
favorite food;;
Pop Rocks
art or story about his favorites;;
Ever since Kahlua has been younger, he has taken dares very seriously. Always one to be a rebel and a bit of a jock, the male would do whatever he could to get others to like him, look up to him, and think of him as the best here was. His friends often had one game that determined such. That game was called Truth or Dare.
The group was very serious about this game, and make sure it was not thought of lightly. They never really gave super harsh dares, but those who 'survived' through them were considered the toughest around. Kahlua's two other friends weren't exactly the best at taking on dares themselves, so they always went the boring route and decided on choosing Truth whenever it was their turn.
They weren't exactly good at giving out Dares either, which is why Kahlua always accepted them. It awed the two other males that he could go through with the dares, coming out with a bold grin. The games were a bit silly to others, but they were often ignored or frowned upon. If they didn't understand the importance of Truth or Dare, they didn't deserve to be spoken to. So when it had come to his turn, Kahlua didn't hesitate to pick Dare, as always.
"Hmm. I dare you to drink this, while eating these." The male snickered, as if thinking the dare would be an evil plan that Kahlua would feel fear against. Inspecting the items closely, he identified them as a can of Pepsi soda, and a giant bag of Poprocks, how interesting. "The whole thing?" Kahlua questioned, pulling off a fearful and innocent look. Oh how lovely it would be once he consumed these items, leaving the two males stunned. The one calling the Dare nodded with a wicked grin, allowing the 'victim' to let out a hopeless sigh.
Slowly he opened the Pepsi up and the bag of Poprocks, glancing up at his 'friends' and then back down at the continents of the candy wrapper. In a swift motion he held back his head and tipped the bag over, holding it over his mouth. The candy flowed onto his tongue, letting out millions of small crackles. Then he set the can of Pepsi to his lips and started chugging the thing down, trying to ignore the spazzy feeling of the Poprocks combined with the soda, focusing more on the shocked faces of the other players. Giving a grin he finished the drink and swallowed down the candy, his tongue numb.
While the others were sitting in silence, jaw's dropped, Kahlua's mind was rambling. The cold rush of the soda, the tingling feeling of the Poprocks, it was all a pure mixture of delight, and he loved it. Never before had he experienced something so unique, and his stomach grumbled as if wanting more of the dream. Grinning, he looked towards the two others.
"That was good. Now, who's up for the next ground?"
