Editing Sabotage a picnic

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{{Fruit Festival}}
{{Action
|Icon = dishandspoon.png
|From Storylet title = Ruining a Mutton Island courtship
|Description = A picnic is the first refuge of the unimaginative, and thus exceedingly popular with Londoners fresh off the boat here. It shouldn't take much to ruin one.
|BroadQuality = {{IL|Shadowy}}
|BroadDiff = 25
|Success title = Hampered
|Success description = (See table below)
|Success summary = The text varies with the level of your {{IL|Mutton Island Courtship}} quality.
{{Variant table
|Condition = Mutton Island Courtship|Compact = yes
|Effect = Description
|Value The Custodial Chef and the Roaming Replete = Despite your best efforts, the picnic is a roaring success. Gallblighter wasps crawl over the bread, but […] they have not come this far in their careers to be swayed by a mere extrusion of poisonous juices on biting into a new delicacy. […]
|Value The Custodial Chef and the Dashing Drownie = The […] Chef weeps […] as you produce another loaf of mouldering bread and uncork another bottle of actively fruiting wine. His professional reputation, ruined! That the Dashing Drownie could neither eat nor drink anything present anyway is immaterial. […]
|Value The Custodial Chef and the Hooded Lady = The pair can tolerate the […] chorus of Drownies […] They can endure the […] swarm of Gallblighter Wasps, picking the food clean. They can even put up with the well that whispers horrible nothings in the darkness. But what will not be tolerated is bad wine.
|Value The Melancholy Curate and the Roaming Replete = The Roaming Replete is not impressed when the Melancholy Curate flees as thousands of […] frogs burst from the basket […] She is however perturbed when Johnny Croak, on the trail of his purloined frogs, prevents her from trying to eat any of them
|Value The Melancholy Curate and the Dashing Drownie = The […] Curate tried to give a sermon to the red-lipped, hollow-eyed chorus of Seekers who found their way to this hitherto secret picnic destination. They are neither impressed nor swayed, and […] Dashing Drownie pulls him under the waves to escape […]
|Value The Melancholy Curate and the Hooded Lady = "Is this some sort of joke, young man?" The Hooded Woman thunders as she opens the picnic basket to find row upon row of tiny teeth. The Melancholy Curate [...] cannot answer, only chatter his own teeth, which just makes matters worse.
|Value Jervaise and the Roaming Replete = Stealing Black Wings Absinthe is difficult, but the effort is well rewarded. Jervaise's face as the […] Replete removes a bottle of the stuff from the hamper is priceless. His expression only worsens when she begins to down the bottle with great gusto.
|Value Jervaise and the Dashing Drownie = You give both parties the correct location, but at the wrong latitude. It is difficult to conduct a successful picnic when one party is on the top of a hill and the other is deep under it, shouting up through a single hole in the rock […]
|Value Jervaise and the Hooded Lady = All you need do is ensure that the contents of the basket are replaced with candles. The expression on the Hooded Woman's face, and the horror on Jervaise's as he registers it, is enough to put a lid on the whole afternoon.
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*{{Success Increase|Shadowy}}
With {{IL|Mutton Island Courtship}} 1:
*{{Gain|Disposition of a Mutton Island Dalliance|5 x}}
With {{IL|Mutton Island Courtship}} 2 - 9:
*{{Item Loss|Disposition of a Mutton Island Dalliance|5 x}}


{{Failure
|Failure title = A true picnic is a bad picnic
|Failure description = Unfortunately, the pair find the whole thing hilarious. Real ants! How improbable. Gallblighter Wasps in the wine? How unlikely. Not even the clifftop they were sat upon mere moments ago crumbling into the zee can dampen their spirits.
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*{{Failure Increase|Shadowy}}
*{{Gain|Disposition of a Mutton Island Dalliance|5 x}}