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

[greatcleavage]

Oh? I'd kind of like to hear what's on your side of things. Some days I feel like all I ever manage to do is talk about myself. [He smiles a bit sheepishly.]

[deranged_practicality]

There's a few stories. I suppose the most recent was in the swamps of Mouleen. Normally, it was a natural barrier between two nations -- even the natives find it quite deadly, and they know far more about the flora and fauna than anyone else. But an army tried to take the chance to find a crossing while I was there for scientific purposes. They figured they would send enough troops through in small groups on differing paths, that some would survive the wildlife to serve as a surprise attack on our allies.

Honestly, it was chance I ran into them. It is a very big jungle.

[greatcleavage]

That seems... ridiculously Pyrrhic. You sacrifice most of your army so that enough got through... for what? I mean, what were they even fighting over anyway?

[He believes her, no question. People do stupid things all the time. But wow.]

[deranged_practicality]

Not mot of the army: elite troops who would be most likely to survive. More a portion who could appear behind lines while the main army attacked, or find a path that less competent troops could move through. As for what they were fighting over... territory. The Talu Union wished to form an empire, and Bayembe was in their way.

[greatcleavage]

Well, far be it from me to be surprised at the lengths people will go to in order to achieve an arbitrary goal. [Life's the same everywhere, it seems.]