TiK Tok

[ohnehalfte]

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!

Comments

[hellawrath]

When Lup spots something maybe slightly weird, she's less the 'stare judgmentally from afar' type and more of a 'barrel straight into it' kinda gal, especially as lit as she is by now. So, armed with a bottle of moonshine and even more generous good cheer than usual, she comes sauntering over, trips only a little bit and makes it looking fucking elegant actually, and finally folds her long legs into a sitting position next to Brian in an impressive feat of elven dexterity.

"Emoji Friend!" Hi, she's happy to see you. "You're not bein a wallflower boy, are ya? Kind of a, a weird flower I guess," she muses, gesturing at his whole mask situation. "Seriously, what's with that?" Also, she's stealing some fried dough treats out of his lap, hope that's okay.

[thejaw]

[Brian's not unfamiliar to hanging out with folks that have been drinking a lot- it's just been a long time. Well, maybe not realistically that long, but college kind of feels like a century ago. He also feels an itch of panic when Lup pinches some food, and Brian has to fight to remind himself that it's not exactly scarce right now. He's not starving. There's still more left to stuff in his bag for later.

He tugs the mask halfway up his face so that only his mouth is showing, and grins toothily at Lup. Weird flower, huh? He can play that role just fine. At her questioning, he just shrugs. He wants to say that his mask isn't any different to the masks they all fool each other with- but it's more than that. It's comfort. It's a divide in identity, a solid line between him the before Brian.

But he can't talk, and she's drunk, so he just covers up his drawn on eyes, and then quickly and suddenly uncovers them again, mouthing 'peekaboo'.]

[hellawrath]

Aww there's that grin she likes to see. She grins wide and loose in response, still chewing on some dough. This elf is glamorous as hell.

And then this grown ass man peekaboo's at her and she just, fucking loses it. Bits of dough go flying as she snorts and doubles over squealing with laughter. Fuck, she's too drunk for this shit. "I-- I guess--" she wheezes, "you got me there! Dang that's-- Boy! That's me told!" Hiding, he's hiding, sure, that checks out. Ask a stupid question and get a frankly hilarious answer. Sober Lup might think to question what he's hiding from, but she's too busy wiping tears from her eyes, sorry. Looking like she's maybe getting a handle on things, then snorts again and mutters "peekaboo" to herself.

[thejaw]

['Hiding' is not the whole truth, or how Brian would describe it given the choice- but it's the best he can do right now. Plus, it made Lup laugh, and Brian is surprised to find that makes him happy. Somewhere along the lin he started liking this weird elf woman.

Brian sits back, finally lowering his knees and grinning. Party doesn't seem so bad, now.

He pinches back some of the dough, even if he doesn't need it.]

[hellawrath]

Once she can breathe again, she sees him relaxing his solitary huddle and giving her another grin, and she leans in, overdramatically wiggling her eyebrows at him. Hold on to your butt, this is gonna be a good one. "Looks like you are... turnin that frown... upside down." Nope, that's terrible too and she snorts again, finally settling down with her shoulder against his because Lup hasn't respected personal space once in her life. If you don't drunk snuggle with near strangers at a party, what are you even doing.

"You like the food, huh? Pretty rad, right? We like, we busted our asses for this, y'know. Haven't had to do this much clever bullshit with shitty ingredients since the, the one plane with the... shit, that was a beach too? Have we been preparin for this for the like, last half century?" Good thing her company is mute or she might have to worry about not letting him get a word in here. She seems momentarily blown away by her revelation but gets back on track quickly. "Anyway Taako's a fucking genius, so it's fine." She's way too drunk not to sound proud of her brother. "You met him yet?"

[thejaw]

[He huffs at the pun and rolls his eyes at her, but it's all in good fun. Clearly he doesn't actually fault her the joke. Sounds like one he might have made, once upon a time, actually.

The close physical contact though is more than he's expecting to deal with, and Brian stiffens up for a moment before settling down again. Letting that flight or fight feeling run it's course. No danger here. We're good.

He nods alone, munching on the dough and pressing his hand into the sand underneath them, feeling the way it shifts- until Lup mentions her brother, and then Brian starts shaking his head instead. It's not the complete truth, as he's seen the guy from a distance, but he's sure that's not what Lup means. They haven't spoken, no.]