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maskormenacelogs2018-01-04 07:16 pm
pop_of_color) wrote in maskormenacelogs2018-01-04 07:16 pm
Entry tags:
- kylo ren | jedi-killer,
- magnus burnsides | the hammer,
- padmé amidala | senator,
- † alphonse elric | n/a,
- † charles boyle | the deuce,
- † cosima niehaus | n/a,
- † dirk gently | holistic detective,
- † jake peralta | deathwick,
- † major lilywhite | chaos kidnapper,
- † merle highchurch | n/a,
- † ray gillette | n/a,
- † rosa diaz | espada de muerte,
- † sadie doyle | n/a,
- † sarah manning | n/a,
- † sarissa theron | n/a,
- † skeets | n/a,
- † taako | n/a,
- †: armitage hux | starkiller
[adult parties? i believe they're called orgies]
WHO: Rosa Diaz, Jake Peralta, Charles Boyle, AND YOU!
WHERE: Maurtia Falls #009(9) - get it?
WHEN: Friday, Jan 5
WHAT: HOUSE PARTY!
WARNINGS: Who knows? Will update as needed.
The invitations have been sent out over the network and to people with whom the 99 has gotten friendly. The party's official start time is 7pm, but it's open to interpretation - show up whenever you want!
There'll be apps and hors d'oeuvres galore, courtesy of one Charles Boyle, including his famous meatballs. You might hear him asking people what they think of his balls and/or if his balls were good in their mouth. He means the food. He always means the food.
Rosa has gotten enough alcohol to get all of the Porter cities trashed three times over, but feel free to bring whatever you want if you're in that kind of mood. She's gotten the usual selection: beer, wine, some $8 "wine drink," good whiskey, the cheap ass Chinese whiskey Jake tends to buy, scotch, gin, vodka, and just about all the varieties of said alcohol she could get her hands on. She's even got a number of bottles of tequila and has broken out the iron to see if she can finally try and make tequila steam.
As for Jake ... who knows what he's got planned? There are two pong tables, a table for flip cup, a smaller table for Quarters, and another small table for Kings. Rosa told him to go fucking hogwild, so only time will tell as to what Peralta's got up his sleeve.
The later it is into the night, the louder the music, the more drunk the people, and the more shit Rosa's gonna be breaking with her super-strength.
NINE-NINE!
WHERE: Maurtia Falls #009(9) - get it?
WHEN: Friday, Jan 5
WHAT: HOUSE PARTY!
WARNINGS: Who knows? Will update as needed.
The invitations have been sent out over the network and to people with whom the 99 has gotten friendly. The party's official start time is 7pm, but it's open to interpretation - show up whenever you want!
There'll be apps and hors d'oeuvres galore, courtesy of one Charles Boyle, including his famous meatballs. You might hear him asking people what they think of his balls and/or if his balls were good in their mouth. He means the food. He always means the food.
Rosa has gotten enough alcohol to get all of the Porter cities trashed three times over, but feel free to bring whatever you want if you're in that kind of mood. She's gotten the usual selection: beer, wine, some $8 "wine drink," good whiskey, the cheap ass Chinese whiskey Jake tends to buy, scotch, gin, vodka, and just about all the varieties of said alcohol she could get her hands on. She's even got a number of bottles of tequila and has broken out the iron to see if she can finally try and make tequila steam.
As for Jake ... who knows what he's got planned? There are two pong tables, a table for flip cup, a smaller table for Quarters, and another small table for Kings. Rosa told him to go fucking hogwild, so only time will tell as to what Peralta's got up his sleeve.
The later it is into the night, the louder the music, the more drunk the people, and the more shit Rosa's gonna be breaking with her super-strength.
NINE-NINE!
.arrivals/intros.
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I have a feeling we won't run out, but just in case.
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oh shit it's kylo ren
ooooh shit
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Alphonse and Open to Alllllllll
He wore a sports jacket, jeans, and boots, along with a t-shirt all in a startlingly electric blue.
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He walks into the house, holding the plant and shouting, ] Emily! Emily Goldfinch? Got a present here for Emily Goldfinch!
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THE PARTY DON'T START TIL TAAKO WALKS IN (cw marijuana)
He's immediately scoping out the food spread, then finding a place to chill while he watches drunk idiots break shit. Wanna join him? Or maybe goad him into wrecking your ass at flip cup? Careful, he cheats! ]
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Ashla Appears...
[And a bit awkward, because she doesn't socialize nor does she party. Go figure.]
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Sorry I'm late; got stuck wrapping up a case. I brought the good stuff with me though.
.the party.
Extremely OTA
...he's definitely belted out a few very dirty Krynnish drinking songs as well.
Most of his drinking time on this world has been spent in bars, so anything besides pong is new to him. He's a quick learner, though, and soon starts dominating at Quarters.]
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archie / ota
[archie is doing his best to get as drunk as possible as fast as possible. he'd brought his own selection of booze - mostly expensive stuff he'd been given at christmas that he didn't really want to leave lying around. it's better to get absolutely wrecked at a party, rather than at home alone, he figures.]
Hey! Yo! Bro! [he says, even if he doesn't know you, sidling up holding a bottle of wine drink in one hand.] Nice shindig, huh?
drunker
Ugh! I don't have any cool show-y powers! [he's complaining to... someone, after some of the other shows during the party (rosa). he holds a hand up, a soft pastel rainbow floating around it. leaking towards anyone close enough that needs healing.] Only this... unless one of you assholes tries to drown me!
[he laughs.]
Do it in alcohol! Drown me in booze!
[he is barely making sense. he grabs another bottle to start it fresh.]
drunkest
[...he's passed out on the sofa. pour something cold over him or draw a dick on his forehead or something.
for people who know what pokéballs are, archie's are laying next to him. unguarded.]
DRUNKEST
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.drunkest.
cracks knuckles here we go
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drunker
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Drunk
Re: Drunk
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▸ DRUNKER
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Alphonse and OTA
Alphonse loves it! he may be already slightly tipsy and that will only get worse as the evening goes on.
And he will start making things with alchemy. Weird and cute things and things that wiggle or something. It'll be cute! And weird!
OTA!!
[After setting down her contribution to the party on the drinks table (expensive and top quality) Bela is ready to talk to people and get some alcohol in her. And some food too, which - after several taste tests - is pretty damn good. She knows who is responsible for the catering but has never actually met the man so Bela doesn't have much of a clue about the kind of person that Boyle is. The only two she's interacted with are Rosa and Jake so it would be nice for her to speak to their friend.
She's also keen to catch up with anyone else she knows who may come to the party (they probably had mutual friends) and bring in the first week of the new year with a bang.]
Party games:
[Drink in hand, Bela has been staring at the tables which she assumes have been set up for party games. Probably the kind of games that one would play at a frat party or something similar - from what Bela has seen in the media anyway. Except staring at them isn't really giving her any idea how they're played so she looks around for someone who might know what to do.]
How the fuck do these games work, then? Because in space, we played drinking games. Yeah. That's right. I was in space. [A grin.] Want an autograph or picture?
Towards the end of the night:
[The downside to mixing one's drinks is the emotions that it can bring out of someone. That's why Bela is sitting on the porch outside crying, head held between her hands. An empty bottle sits beside her and there's a glass of untouched something or other beside it.]
I'm a mess. I'm such a fucking mess. I should just tell hi- [She groans.] - fuck. I hate myself. I just wish it was easier to say something. I- fucking hell.
[This kind of rambling continues for a while as she continues to ignore the full glass beside her.]
.end of the night.
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party games
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OTA!!
[ Laurel has brought her own drink to the party. The non-alcoholic kind. She's been sober for well over two years now and has no desire to break it. She has also brought snacks as promised, putting them down next to the spread of food already laid out on the table.
Her mingling skills were a force to be reckoned with. While she may not be the host of the party, Laurel is going to make sure that everyone here felt welcome and that they were having a good night. So she'll engage in conversation and smile in-between topping up the chips when supplies got too low. It makes her think about hosting a party of her own someday.
She could totally do it. ]
Games!:
[ Ping pong is the only game she's up for playing so Laurel hangs by the table and waits for anyone who was willing to step up to the challenge. She's got good reflexes and a keen eye so it would be a very interesting match. Laurel isn't placing any bets on it though. She just wants some good, clean fun. ]
Goodnight!
[ The party seems to be winding down so Laurel starts to help with the clean-up and gathers up some of the trash to put into garbage bags. Some of the games seem to be in full-swing so Laurel doesn't try to take down the tables. Instead, she checks to see if people are fine to go home or call a cab for them.
As for herself, she's not going to go back to Heropa at such a late time. Her boyfriend's house wasn't that far away so crashing there made a lot more sense to Laurel.]
.mingling.
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I'm totally up for them knowing or not knowing that each other are in the Justice League :]b
not knowing works for me!
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KYLO "WHAT DO YOU MEAN FORCE CHOKING ISN'T AN APPROPRIATE PARTY TRICK" REN
[ Early in the evening, Kylo Ren spends most of his time looming over people completely by accident while getting himself drinks, then imbibing said drinks while skulking around suspiciously. It is exceedingly clear that he is not a natural people person.
Key phrases: "Excuse me, could you pass me the Wine Drink.", "Where is the bathroom.", "What is a Jagerbomb?", "Actually, it's Kylo."]
Inappropriate use of the Force Kylo
[ Kylo doesn't mind performing. At least not once he's downed a few plastic cups of 'Wine Drink'. Have you always wanted to experience the Dark Side? Ask Kylo how. He'll demonstrate a little light force-choking if persuaded, but mostly his demonstrations involve summoning various objects to his hand from across the room. ]
Just Fucking Flipped His Shit because people keep calling him Kyle Kylo
(semi-open; the victim and the rescuer know who they are! but everyone else is welcome to witness this terrifying scene and approach with caution/or not afterwards!)
[ He's been tolerating it for most of the evening because he wants to be polite and secretly he kind of wants everyone to like him, but this is too much. After being called 'Kyle' one too many times, his facade snaps. He roars with rage, flings an armchair into the wall with the Force so hard it embeds itself there about four feet up, and whirls round to face the unfortunate individual who has mispronounced his name with pure, unadulterated fury burning in his eyes... and his lightsaber crackling menacingly in his hand... ]
My name. Is Kylo.
Drunk enough to love everyone in this bar Kylo
[ Oh dear. They've drunk a lot and had some fun, and somehow, against all odds, Kylo loosens up just enough to become uncharacteristically friendly. Expect awkward, sudden, booming laughs, slightly uncomfortable physical displays of camaraderie (an arm slung around the shoulders, a slap on the back, a slightly-too-powerful punch to the arm). Think Matt the Radar Technician and you won't be far off.
Keywords: "Hah! That is funny.", "Darth Vader is the 'coolest supervillain of all time'!", "Yes! I also enjoy wearing black at all times."]
Wildcard Kylo
Come at me!
Angry Kylo
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Force Kylo
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Drunk Kylo
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kyle ron needs to chill
he really does but he was born with a tragic chill deficiency, it is genetic
gofund me page for friend with tragic chill deficiency, needs chill surgery
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wildcard kind of? a twist on kyle kylo
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Showing off with The Force and/or Sick Wizard Skills
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shoot i super forgot some html on that last tag, huh!
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force kylo (also i'm strollin in late, FEEL FREE 2 IGNORE)
Ashla/Ahsoka | ota!!
[as stated in the intro, she showed up as Ashla, inn her human form, which made her a bit shorter in height and with human hair. Dark brown hair with strands of blue here and there. She dressed more like a local as well, yet still in her style.]
[She's here because of Padme, and because it wasn't far from home. A bit awkward and not at all good at parties, she's watching the place. People watching. Someone shove a drink in her hand and get her to unwind.]
{Games}
What's... beer pong? [She asked someone who was standing by to play a round. That someone might be you! Do you want a partner for this? Or at least explain it to her? By now she's had a few drinks handed to her, so she's comfortable enough to ask these things.]
I've seen ping pong played but this looks completely different.
{Evening}
[She is drunk, but it's really hard to tell. She's that kind that drunk or not she's still in control of herself, mostly. She chuckles more, and maybe even laughs a bit more, but she's calm and collected.]
[It's the sway and dizziness that hits her when standing up from a seat that she knows. Yet. Time for water. For the most part she's stable and has her balance, it just takes a moment. Reactions are slower. Which is never good, or so she thinks. Could be a good time to get her to dance. Or maybe you actually need a hand with something. Like getting to a bathroom to puke, or just standing.]
[If she knew what Party Mom meant, she would agree that she could be one. Here, drink some water. Lets find you some bread. Here's a stick of gum. Are you okay?]
{Help You Home?}
[She and Obi-wan live down the way in housing 013, so the walk wouldn't be far if someone is really bad off and needs a place to rest for the night. She might be a bit leery to some, but if she knows you, or at least met you at the party, she might offer a couch or free space to crash land.]
[Or, she's sober enough to offer and help walk someone back to their own place, so long as it's in Maurtia Falls. Are you sure you're okay? If you need to throw up, that bush over there looks half dead anyhow. Do it there.]
{Wildcard}
[Or start your own!]
.rosa diaz/emily goldfinch.
As the evening progresses, she'll suddenly reappear wearing some obnoxiously bright-ass shirt and showing off logic-defying feats of strength, as well as whipping out blades left and right. Her favorite game, which she'll drunkenly invent, will be Throwing Star Darts, and it's exactly like it sounds. Except the dart board is just .. random shit around the house. Can you hit the light with a throwing star? What about the third stair up towards the second floor? What about that stranger's cup on the other side of the room (points off for causing injury)?
Find her anywhere!
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[Naturally, he's a little hesitant to approach her given all this, so much so that he almost decides to turn tail and go back home.
[But those throwing stars look kind of cool...
[He waits until she seems to have run out of them before approaching, keeping a safe distance from her while clearing his throat and saying:]
Pardon me. Mrs. Diaz, is it?
[His hand isn't exactly poised above the knife on his hip, but he is ready to grab it should things go south, here. Not that he really wants to have to knife someone at a party or anything, but he's not above it either.]
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flip cup? flip cup.
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Re: .rosa diaz/emily goldfinch.
YESSSSS
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fashionably late
ALWAYS WELCOME
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padme in the house
The first thing she does is put the vodka down with the rest of the alcohol and greet those she sees that she knows, but the second thing she does is make a beeline for Boyle and hand him the small bag.
She's been learning from Kylo's example, here, and also Boyle has been consistently kind and friendly.
She doesn't stay the whole night, but she does mingle for a fair amount of it, chatting with people and drinking in moderation, always friendly and cheerful. ]
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[She also didn't bring anything. She wasn't a 'party' person. Heck, getting her to buy 'things' that weren't needed was hard. But here she is, at a party, with a lot of people. She found Padme and slide in beside her, hand fidgeting at the hem of her skirt a moment.]
Hey! So... you know the people who are throwing this party?
[How DOES Padme know people like this?]
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damnit this one got knocked out of my inbox
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awwww yih!
hello boyle you remain adorable
always. especially for u bb
<333
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omg I'M SO HAPPY. FINALLY THEY MEET.
AT LAST /puts on Etta James record
i'm so sorry i'm slow BUT GOOD YES
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Skeets | ota
[ Skeets arrives as his usual gold, shiny self, hovering around and generally being polite and robotic. And if you catch him early enough, you can ask him about it. ]
Human
[ But it's not long before he realizes there's not much point to being at a party without the ability to try the food or even a bit of the alchohol so with a poof of gold smoke and stars he turns human.
He's wearing a certain shirt under a yellow-gold jacket and black pants - he'd considered this possibilty before he came and made sure to dress for the occasion. And if Cisco can pull off that kind of look, so can he.
After that he does indulge in a few meatballs and some wine. Otherwise, he sort of lingers a bit like a wallflower. Parties aren't his strongsuit. ]
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Soooo, did I see a robot earlier? [Delicately trying not to ask if this dude is said robot, because that might be offensive or something!!!!!!!!!]
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Armitage Hux- ota/towards the end of the night
Normally he would have never allowed himself to step foot out of the house looking the least bit disheveled but he was exhausted and his intention was to only stay long enough to drag Ren home with him. He wore a pair of loose black pants and a dark blue sweater, taking a moment to pull himself together.
He didn't bother to knock as he let himself into the house, trying to look for Ren. The chair in the wall indicated that he was in the right place at least.]
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She's shuffling around, losing steam, when Hux walks in like he fucking owns the place. It takes her a second, now hampered by both alcohol and general exhaustion, but she recognizes him. With a point, she makes her way over.]
Heyyyyy! I remember you! You blew the shit out of a bunch of people!
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Oh dear. You finally found him.
hi honey
had a nice day murdering?
yes, it was very productive!
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oops lmk if this isnt okay, i guess??
totally fine!
thumbz up
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bodhi rook | ota
Yes, that's totally a good reason.
Dressed in a hoodie and jeans, he's not really all out for the occasion. He's in a much lighter mood than he had been, the last time he'd been to a party as so much had been resolved between now and then. Making an effort to mingle, even with the people he doesn't know - coming out of his shell the more alcohol he's had in him.
Which is by the end of the night, more than he usually would. Maybe he'll crash in the spare room at the dojo tonight so he won't have to drag himself home. ]
games
[ First off, Bodhi doesn't really know any of these games. Something called beer pong, he's more apt at card games - poker, blackjack -- but he watches these before stepping up for a few rounds.
He's not bad at it, but not great. ]
Got any card games - poker, maybe?
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He spots Bodhi at some point during the evening without a cup in hand, which obviously means -- ]
You, sir, need another drink.
[ Come on, come follow him into the kitchen where he will make you some weird but awesome concoction. ]
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sarissa
Sarissa has a nice pair of black jeans on, and a dark blue button down - but that's where the fashionableness ends. The tuxedo jacket she's wearing somehow has a very eighties vibe, considering they're stuck in the futuristic fifties aesthetic. It's sky blue, and the satin peak labels, top collar and pocket square are black. The waistcoat is black too, and the undone bow-tie, and the top hat, though the hat has a sky blue ribbon about the outside. Arguably she looks ridiculous, but maybe an argument can be made for her being sort of charming, too, in an entirely ridiculous way. Her her arm there's a couple slabs of beer, that she sets down on the nearest table. )
ooc - starters impending, wildcards welcome.
MEAT & GREET - OTA
( Sarissa has taken "dressing up fancy" and is now standing on a chair, apparently tuxedo transforming her into some sort of circus ringleader. On one hand balances a plate of Charles' balls. No need to be alarmed. )
Our last challenger caught a tragic two balls in his mouth before being disqualified! Who can be the Belle of the Balls? You! Are you up for it?
( She points, and grins, and then tilts the plate of balls in a way that's meant to be enticing or teasing or ridiculous, or all of the above. ) It's fun. And messy, it's definitely messy.
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TWISTER - OTA
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Jake
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Cosima
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Sabriel
[It's been a while since Sabriel's attended a party that isn't a swear-in, and she can't quite hide how awkward she feels. Her ettiquete classes didn't prepare her for this sort of party, and she doesn't have experience to fall back on. Still, she does try to be friendly.]
Would you like to play a game?
Later on
[Sabriel's stayed away from hard liquor ever since she was in school. She does drink wine though, and has probably had a bit more than she intended. She's still moving steadily, but she laughs more easily and for longer than she normally would.]
-And have I told you about the time I fought a dragon?
laterrr
He shakes his head. While he doesn't know Sabriel, he also didn't know that particular piece of information. ]
I've seen a dragon up close. Was huge. [ Gestures, - waving his arms as if describing something that's well -- huge. ] Didn't fight it, but I helped keep people from poking it.
Hard to imagine anyone fighting one.
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Maybe it's because the door just happens to be open? He wanders into the house as if he is supposed to be there, looking around curiously before finding the chair imbedded into the wall.]
Oh. Well that's interesting--
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Over all, the apartment is clean, but it sure has seen some shit in it's lifetime.
Charles is happily cooking in the kitchen when he hears an unfamiliar voice, and seconds later he's at the doorway, drying his hands with a towel, wearing a 'hug the cook' apron and blinking in confusion.]
Uh. Did... you need something?
[If this is a home invasion, it's not a good house to pick with three cops in it.]
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STROLLS IN FIFTEEN MINUTES LATE WITH STARBUCKS
Magnus specifically has already chomped the fuck down on some weed cookies that he's not feeling yet, but he's busy greeting everyone he sees, friendly as a puppydog. ]
BEER PONG
[ Beer pong is Magnus' jam, which is probably evident by the fact that he looks like an overgrown, hairy frat boy. He pumps his fists into the air when he sees the table, jubilant. ]
C'mon! Let's play! [ He wiggles his fingers at whoever he's cornered. ] I've got pretty good dexterity rolls, y'know!
THE COOKIES KICK IN
[ Oh no. Magnus is only now realizing what was in those cookies Taako made, and - oh, it's not good. He stares around him with bleary, bloodshot eyes, vaguely aware of the fact that he's stoned out of his fucking mind and there's nothing he can do about it. You can either find him sprawled on the nearest couch, staring sedately at the ceiling and batting at nothing, or you can have a couple hundred pounds of man sling his shoulder across yours and shout-whisper, ] This is a really nice party. This is - this is a reallyyyyyy nice party, it's - it's super nice of you to do this? So nice. So nice. I love... parties.
[ It's real fucking bad. ]
BEER PONG
Yeah! I don't know what this or dexterity is but I'm on it!
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COOKIES & COUCHES, a distant cousin to dungeons & dragons
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even later - beer pong
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