metaquotes | The silence of the blueberries

vass has made a very upsetting smoothie:

The drink will be a fetching shade of purple, one you'd be very happy with as a fabric colour, but maybe not so much as a beverage. The thickness will be perfect: that's just enough ice cubes. The taste will be indescribable, but I'll try anyway: very sweet, very chemical, very swampy, with a sort of grainy aftertaste. Faintly like blueberries, but blueberries to which something terrible has happened. Like they had their little blueberry eyes sewn open and were forced to watch the Australian prime minister and leader of the opposition debate global climate change, punctuated by rest breaks in which they're forced to watch an inexpert person play endless rounds of Angry Birds. With the sound up. You can hear the green pigs laughing as you drink it.

Context has a new blender.