<-(((Outing report)))-> <-(((You hear things about brooding caverns but never quite believe them do you. You hear of the scale the twisting tunnels and the cold only fought back by the most industrially constructed heaters. And the smell ugh you can smell it on jades whenever they sneak out of the caverns for a little bit of fun despite all the cleaning and perfume they try and mask it with. This smell is present still in decommissioned or evacuated brooding caverns sweeps after grubcare ceased there)))-> <-(((You would think that this would mean that people would have enough sense not to hold get togethers within these spaces)))-> <-(((I fucking actually wish that was the case, frankly. The experience from top to bottom was about as bad as it got. The midblood at the door could not find my sign or name on the list which is strange because I am kind of a big deal forcing me to squeeze my beautiful blue body through one of the other "entrances" which left me a right huge mess. But a lady keeps a change on her doesn't she)))-> <-(((The decor was doing it's very best with what it little it could do with stalactites and the soft lighting setup held over from when this place had to worry about the brightly coloured anklebiter's sensitivity to light one could actually fucking see in)))-> <-(((The snack bar was shit as usual, with the ambient smell of freshly hatched cullbait clinging to the walls and floor hardly giving me enough of an apetite to partake in the usual finger food. They were serving century eggs if you can believe in a brooding cavern talk about tasteless)))-> <-(((Tripping became a near constant issue with the dark and uneven flooring and was not helped by the seadweller acclimatisation pool people were partying in, the one placed in the centre of the entire cavern so people could conveniently drag water out with them across the cavern's floor so no one would miss out on the experience of almost cracking their nug open. I am sure more than one person died to that L.O.L.)))-> <-(((Eventually I got kicked out for being the only person brave enough to bite their thumb at the organisers for running such a sorry show which goes to show just how thin some of these people's skins are that just one woman bitching just above a wisper was enough for security to wrestle me out and make an example out of me)))-> <-(((Final rating: 3/10. The music was ok)))->
