We on a boat, bitch (bitch)! Semi-Open!

[golisolation]

WHO: Team Skull and YOU(?)
WHERE: Off the coast of Heropa
WHEN: Feb 2nd (mid afternoon-evening)
WHAT: THEY PARTYING CUZ THE BOSS IS BACK!
WARNINGS: Underaged drinking, alcohol, will update as needed!

[Just as Tupp's post said, there's definitely a heavily graffitied yacht a bit out from Heropa with a bunch of Team Skull members on it getting drunk and acting a fool. Of course, it's not just Team Skull who will be on this boat for long. Not when Tupp, the complete idiot, has gone and announced not only the party, but where they are.

Not that Guzma's aware! He's more focused on driving the damn thing and downing booze! But whether you arrive because you wanna party with them, or try to break up the party, or at the very least get them to clean up the mess they're making, it'll be quite the task! Granted, if those who arrive are friends of Guzma, well, they're more than welcome, but if you're a stranger or an enemy of Skull, get ready for an embarrassing and drunken fight!]

(ooc: Let this serve as a mingle log of sorts! If you want Guzma or Tupp specifically, feel free to let me know, otherwise make your own top level. If you're unsure whether or not Team Skull will allow your character to party with them, just hmu @ZornSable)

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ota

[burnishingmad]

arrival and general jetski tricks

[Since Tupp said they were in Heropa, it didn't take long to figure out whereabouts to look for this graffiti boat. Lio hadn't exactly tried using his flames on water since Promepolis isn't a port city, but doesn't hurt to try now. Besides ocean water? Not as potent against his flames as the anti-Burnish tech back home.

So don't mind him cruising up in what appears to be a black jetski with some neon accents and trailing small bits of flame behind him as he pulls up to the yacht.]

mingling

[He isn't the drinking or partying sort. But he will be around and trying some different food. Having it readily available is still novel to him and he's possibly pocketing some packaged food to take with him.]

Is this really what people do on boat parties? [Just sit around and drink huh.]

wildcard

[Listen he's here to be............ bored and maybe do some fire tricks if someone asks nicely.]

Wildcard

[salandidiot]

[What is asking nicely to see a fire trick? He must have heard Lio has party tricks from someone else.]

Heyyyyyy! Yo!

[His voice is loud, obnoxious, and a slight tinge aggressive as he pushes his way past people to get to Lio.]

You think yer hot shit, huh? All them fancy fire tricks you been showing off? Well you ain’t the only one!

[In his free hand he conjures a baseball sized fireball. While totally unimpressive, this is hilariously both the biggest and most effortlessly conjured one he’s ever managed. Figures it’s to try and brag when he’s drunk.]

Check it!

[burnishingmad]

[Lio definite does not think he's 'hot shit' for being able to use his Burnish fire, but he knows he's strong and he's competent.

When Tupp walks up and conjures the fireball, Lio looks appropriately impressed.]

That isn't bad. How long have you had your power?

Arrival

[golisolation]

[Fortunately Guzma's able to see that sick approach of the jetski, because he's parked the yacht to have some fun of his own. So, as Lio's approaching, he's got a full and captive audience. Guzma's surrounded by impressed (and very drunk) grunts, and he's smirking at Lio from the deck of the boat.

With a welcoming nod, Guzma holds up his cup of booze.]

That's some sick shit, yo!

[burnishingmad]

[He wasn't exactly trying to create a show, it just seemed like the most efficient way to get to the boat. But hearing Guzma's voice, Lio looks for him, then sees him there holding the cup.]

And you've got quite a boat here. Your friend bet I couldn't find you or get to you.

KENZI | OPEN

[heartstings]

PARTY CRASHER
[ After seeing the network post it doesn't take Kenzi long to pack up some of her booze stash and make her way to Heropa to track down this yacht. This is the kind of nonsense she needs after her time spent in the City and all the emotional crap she’s been having to deal with since. She just wants to get wasted and have some fun.

Getting out to the yacht is a bit tricky. She's still not confident in the use of her wings -- nothing compared to when she had TK -- but she manages and practically crashlands on the deck. Good thing she only brought the cheap stuff in plastic bottles. ]

Owowow...


MINGLING
[ After settling in with a drink in hand, Kenzi can be found around. Chatting up people, dancing, and occasionally firing off fireworks with the use of her sparkly light powers. The fireworks don’t show up very well during the day but if they’re still out on the yacht once the sun starts to go down the fireworks are easier to see.

She starts things off pacing herself with alcohol she knows won’t get to her that quickly but before long she has a cheap bottle of tequila in hand. Yeah, she’s here to make mistakes.

At some point her shirt goes missing, luckily shes wearing a swimsuit underneath but it’s still kind of chilly. ] Have you seen my shirt? Hey! Has anyone seen my shirt?


FOR GUZMA
[ At some point during the party she slides in next to Guzma with a bottle of tequila in hand. ]

Hey, so remember when I said I had a place that we could do, like, regular fights at? Xellos turned it into a crater.

[ She takes a swig from the bottle, scowling at it after. ]


WILDCARD
[ If you’re looking to fight her or do something else feel free to drop it here or HMU at rubberspaceducky. ]

Wildcard

[privatepurchases]

[There's a mild crack of lightning and Gabriel - in a different colored flannel with his features looking tired but confused.]

...Kenzi why are you on an illegal ship.


[One that's moving. He nearly stumbles and focuses on his feet.]

[heartstings]

[ Kenzi scowls at him when he just appears on the ship. She really shouldn't have texted him until she was sufficiently partied out, or maybe not texted him at all. Yeah, that'd have probably been smarter but she didn't want him thinking she'd just up and abandoned him. ]

Because it's what the cool kids are doing.

[ She holds the bottle of cheap tequila out to him. ]

Take this, I still gotta find my shirt. [ Don't worry, she has a swimsuit on. ]

[golisolation]

[Guzma's mid drink when she gives him the news, and he nearly spits it out. Fortunately he doesn't, but it does look like it's an almost painful swallow.]

Who!? The fuck happened! I wasn't even gone that long!

[Did she take the time he was away to go and piss off some random dude? Damn!]

[heartstings]

It happened before we all ended up...y'know. [ She waves her free hand vaguely into the air. ]

I was cleaning it up and he said he had a way to help. Turned out helping was a giant fuckin' fireball. [ Grumblegrumble stupid Xellos. ]

ota

[h2no]

[while he has been drinking, archie initially talked himself into attending the party so he could help any of the skull members that'll inevitably fall overboard. he has sharpedo, his shark pokémon and the powers of someone who can adapt to water, so he could do something even if he was blind drunk. he literally cannot drown! he's the perfect life guard.

it seems kind of quiet for the moment. archie's sitting on the deck, legs dangling with his mightyena laying next to him, chugging out of a bottle and having commandeered a packet of gross cocktail sausages.

he's... not eating them, no. he's tossing them into the water for his sharpedo to jump up and catch. the vibe here is weird, though he's pretty sure why.

he'll just finish this bottle and go home. what a bummer.]

[golisolation]

[Maybe he hasn't said it yet, but he's glad to see Archie here. Glad to have him here, glad to see him...alive. Maybe his stare lingered on him a few times for too long, but any notice of it was brushed off and played off for being drunk.

He is. Definitely. But that's hardly the reason.

However, he breaks away from the chatter of the others to walk over to Archie, who seems to be playing the party loner for some reason. So, he pops a squat (literally) next to Archie taking a drink from his shitty red solo cup.]

What's up?

[h2no]

Other than bein' the oldest one here by a good few decades?

[that's a pretty big exaggeration. he's not even the oldest one present.]

Nothin' much. Just chillin'. Lotta bullshit been goin' on.

[krookedcop]

[Look who it is! Nanu's not the only one who noticed that the vibe was fucking weird, and Archie isn't helping it at all. Nanu comes to sit next to him, cigarette in mouth and beer bottle in hand. Well, time to break the ice.]

You here babysitting, too?

[h2no]

Yo, [he says, not looking over to nanu. he keeps watching sharpedo down in the water.] No, I'm not all sure what I'm doing here at all. You?

ota

[krookedcop]

anyone who wants to hang out with a bfc (big fuckin' crow)

[Nanu comes in as quietly as he can manage. Which, isn't that sneaky considering that he flies in on a big fat crow. Honchkrow is restless and irate, but he senses weakness from Guzma's grunts, so he hangs out nearby, occasionally cawing at them and passerbys for food. It definitely doesn't seem like begging, he craws like he's rudely ordering from you at a restaurant.]

[Nanu is in earshot if anything gets too out of hand, though.]


guzma

[Nanu is there because he doesn't want to hear about any kids drowning the next day. That would be a big fuckin' bummer. What he didn't realize is that Golisopod would be on lifeguard duty. So... When someone offers him a beer because they recognize him, he doesn't say no. ]

[Also this nice warm weather... Ugh, fuckin' Maurtia falls. He'd move away if he could bear to part with his beloved Team Skull. Nanu eventually finds Guzma, of course.]

Guess you gotta return to shore eventually, huh? Booze gonna dry up eventually.

[golisolation]

[Beloved Team Skull...lets call it what it is: Stockholm syndrome. Just, instead of him being their physical hostage, he's held captive by his unfortunate empathy, the sucker.

Guzma doesn't say it, but he's glad to see Nanu. To see someone familiar, someone who wasn't in that alternate hellscape. Someone he didn't have die in his arms, or found decaying...]

Tch, we're fine. The people who owned this fuckin' yacht stocked up like they were plannin' for the apocalypse or somethin'.

[He shrugs, downing the contents of his drink. Wiping his mouth with the back of his arm, he gestures at Nanu with the hand still holding that shitty red solo cup.]

Besides, couple people brought some drinks—unlike you.

[krookedcop]

I'll run a lap if no one contracts alcohol poisoning in the next couple hours.

[Nanu checks his watch. There was still a ton of time for someone to make some awful choices.]

I wasn't planning on drinking when I got here. But I always seem to end up doing it around you, huh?

Ever thought about moving your base of operations here?

ota, in the evening

[fauxmarth]

[well, it's not too hard to find the graffitied-up yacht out here, especially when there's so few out and about as it is. once she spies it, Lucina flies over and lands on the deck, inadvertently crunching a stray beer can on landing.

her first objective is to find the driver, but of course, with all the people about, she's bound to get waylaid. she's rather stiff despite being polite, and maybe does a double-take at a few people here...especially the one doubled-over and depositing their guts' contents into the sea.

look, she's not the most tidy of people, but even by her standards, this is a mess.]

[golisolation]

[When Lucina lands, it's...after a certain conversation with a certain other blue haired person who has considerable significance. Not as much as Lucina does, but it's of little surprise that he's looking a little pissy, even though he's at his own party! However, his expression quickly changes when he sees Lucina, almost like a switch has been flipped.]

Yo—Lu!

[He raises his drink in greeting, trying to push down those swirling emotions as he pushes past some of the rowdy drunks on the boat to get to her.]

Didn't think I'd see you showin' up—well, fuckin' anyone who ain't Team Skull, really, but whatever.

[He stops once he's near her, offering his cup to her.]

Want a drink?

[fauxmarth]

[she's pretty sure she came here to admonish, or at least exude some kind of disappointed aura until the boat was turned around and returned to its mooring. however, seeing Guzma light up like that makes her waver in her conviction; he can't be that happy to see her after petty theft, can he?

...then again, considering his gait as he walks over, he is drunk, so he's probably far from thinking on it.

she huffs quietly before being addressed, shaking her head, trying to reclaim some of that disposition she landed with.]

Thank you, no. I came to make sure everyone was safe on their way back.

[krookedcop]

[And among the people she can take a double take at, the nice old man from Guzma's neighborhood is here! And he's feeding a giant bird. Wow! Weird! He catches a glimpse of her blue hair, and just turns further away from her in response to hide his face.]

[fauxmarth]

Huh-?

[wait--okay, yes, that bird is magnificent and she really wants to see if she can pet it, but! she could've sworn that man who turned away just now...]

Um...excuse me? Hello? [can u hide now? now that she's approaching?? HMMM???]

closed to gzm

[salandidiot]

[This whole party has been an absolute blast for Tupp and it was certainly something the team was over due for. Between Tupp's death and Guzma missing for far longer than he should (presumably stuck in that other world), it was hard to say just how absolutely ecstatic Tupp was at Guzma's return.

Well ok. His drunk network post exclaiming it was probably a good start. Despite Guzma being back though, they hadn't really... talked about anything that had happened. They probably never would really, but that didn't stop a drunk Tupp from trying. That old liquid confidence, you know?]

Yooooo! Yo, Boss. This party- this party is fuckin' lit, yo. I just. I can't believe yer back, I mean yer here again!

[golisolation]

[It's been mainly good for Guzma too, though he was baffled when he saw all these people show up. Mainly because he hadn't announced anything himself, he actually wanted to keep it as discreet as he could, not for fear of retribution, but because he knew Lucina wouldn't be too happy with him.

Turns out he was right, but he won't know till later!]

'Course it is! Any party thrown by ya boy's gonna be baller, yo!

[He throws back the rest of his drink, trying to wash down the thought of that other world.]

You expect any different? That place can't keep Big Bad Guzma down!