Dr. Newton Geiszler (CRAU) (
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Entry tags:
- final fantasy xv: ardyn izunia,
- final fantasy xv: ignis scientia,
- hyper light drifter: the drifter,
- marble hornets: tim wright,
- mass effect: commander shepard,
- mushi-shi: ginko,
- original: mira delacroix,
- pokemon sun & moon: guzma,
- ✖ camp camp: max,
- ✖ castlevania: soma cruz,
- ✖ disney: mickey mouse,
- ✖ fire emblem fates: keaton,
- ✖ fullmetal alchemist: edward elric,
- ✖ lady trent: isabella camherst,
- ✖ marble hornets: brian thomas,
- ✖ marvel 616: wade wilson,
- ✖ off: the batter,
- ✖ okami: amaterasu,
- ✖ osomatsu-san: karamatsu matsuno,
- ✖ overwatch: jesse mccree,
- ✖ pacific rim: newton geiszler,
- ✖ skyrim: the dragonborn,
- ✖ soul eater: maka albarn,
- ✖ tales of the abyss: asch the bloody,
- ✖ the adventure zone: lup,
- ✖ the adventure zone: taako,
- ✖ the order of the stick: roy greenhilt,
- ✖ undertale: muffet,
- ✖ undertale: sans the skeleton
TiK Tok
Who: Lup (
hellawrath), Taako (
ohshitsweetflips), Newt (
ohnehalfte), and possibly you!
What: Drunken party of drunkenness and shenanigans
When: Nov 17th, mid-day until everyone passes tf out
Where: Islet #2 aka Trash Island, somewhere out in front of cottage 1 and along the beach
Warnings: Drunk people, swearing, ill-advised people hitting each other with sticks, questionable food, drunken cuddles and crying, etc, etc tbc when there's more

Welcome to Islet 2! There are many reasons for you to be here right now. Maybe you live here. Maybe you're visiting someone who lives here. Maybe you've been invited to this sick party by one of the above idiots. Maybe you were just passing by and got dragged into the festivities. Who cares, really? You're here now!
Out in front of Cottage 1 there's the beautiful banner that you see above hanging on the outside, lovingly crafted by one of the twins. The twins have also lovingly crafted some vodka using magic and potatoes. Potato magic. And hey! There's also stuff that the twins cooked! Like potato tornadoes, fried shark genitals and Fantasy Kentucky Fried Pterax! And other food! And there's a fire! And activities! And drinking!
Mainly drinking. In fact, there is a large cooking pot that, at the moment, is full of the most moonshine-iest vodka you have ever had. There are empty halves of coconut shells to serve as cups, as well as some clay cups that may or may not have come from an interesting source. So help yourself! Who knows how long it'll last, considering the amount of guests. Heck! It might even be repurposed later, after all the vodka is gone! So drink up.
Anyway, feel free to join in on the festivities! There will be several threads for activities where people can mingle, or you can start your own. Have a party, chill out, and/or imbibe ill-advised substances to try and forget that you died. Wheeeee!
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What: Drunken party of drunkenness and shenanigans
When: Nov 17th, mid-day until everyone passes tf out
Where: Islet #2 aka Trash Island, somewhere out in front of cottage 1 and along the beach
Warnings: Drunk people, swearing, ill-advised people hitting each other with sticks, questionable food, drunken cuddles and crying, etc, etc tbc when there's more

Welcome to Islet 2! There are many reasons for you to be here right now. Maybe you live here. Maybe you're visiting someone who lives here. Maybe you've been invited to this sick party by one of the above idiots. Maybe you were just passing by and got dragged into the festivities. Who cares, really? You're here now!
Out in front of Cottage 1 there's the beautiful banner that you see above hanging on the outside, lovingly crafted by one of the twins. The twins have also lovingly crafted some vodka using magic and potatoes. Potato magic. And hey! There's also stuff that the twins cooked! Like potato tornadoes, fried shark genitals and Fantasy Kentucky Fried Pterax! And other food! And there's a fire! And activities! And drinking!
Mainly drinking. In fact, there is a large cooking pot that, at the moment, is full of the most moonshine-iest vodka you have ever had. There are empty halves of coconut shells to serve as cups, as well as some clay cups that may or may not have come from an interesting source. So help yourself! Who knows how long it'll last, considering the amount of guests. Heck! It might even be repurposed later, after all the vodka is gone! So drink up.
Anyway, feel free to join in on the festivities! There will be several threads for activities where people can mingle, or you can start your own. Have a party, chill out, and/or imbibe ill-advised substances to try and forget that you died. Wheeeee!
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[Muffet isn't entirely convinced that something's not a bit off here, but there's no reason for her to be impolite by prying and drawing attention to it. Perhaps the flavor reminds him of something, or isn't a fruit that grows on his world at all and is therefore a very unusual taste to him? Really, she can think of any number of plausible reasons- and, as always, Ardyn has the advantage of the truth being so hilariously implausible that it's basically impossible to guess.]
[Either way, Muffet just smiles politely.]
You're welcome to as much of it as you like, in any case. I did bring it for everyone.
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How incredibly kind of you. I...might have to take you up on that offer.
[Because against all better judgment and everything screaming at him to cut and run and forget this ever happened...the sensation itself was not an unwelcome one.]
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It's no trouble, I'll be around here for the rest of the evening. Though I should advise you to be careful- magical alcohol might not leave hangovers, but there's always the risk of getting drunk enough to stumble off the nearest cliff. That's never a fun experience.