Drinking your worries away and stuffing large sausages in your mouth.

[subspaceemissary]

Who: Everyone
What: 17th of March at Bob's Cafe
Where: Bob's Cafe
When: Backdated to Tuesday, March 17th
Warnings: D for Drinking Dudes

Ahh March 17thh! The perfect day to have a festival of getting wasted and one celebrating Irish sausages and beer, right? Bob is looking for an excuse to get wasted going to get wasted!

The destination? The quaint little place that just happened to be owned by Arceus. Sausages floated in the air everywhere instead of the usual lights. Be careful not to bump your head and don't open your mouth to wide hahahaa--- It's the sausages! The thousands of them! Sausages as far as the eye can see, of all sizes, shapes and varieties from sour to spicy to bacon-filled. Cabbages, sauerkraut and sauces! Knödel (potato or bread dumplings), Kasspatzn (cheese noodles), Reiberdatschi (potato pancakes what do you mean I stole these from wikipedia) exploding from all sides of the kitchen. Oh and Bretzels they're made with real Brets bigger than your fist or even your HEAD! And the Beer. There is beer. EVERYWHERE. BEER. For those who are under the age of 19, we have non-alcohol beverages available (okay okay, it's juice). Grape, Pear, Strawberry, Cherry, you can drink them and pretend you're having an awesome time as the adults and some even almost taste like wine and beer! But really, don't you wish you were 19 like the rest? Hahahaha too bad.

Your waiters are dressed appropriately. But due to the nature of the game, sometime they come out to serve you dressed like this.

MAGICAL THINGS ARE AFOOT. For you see, the minute you enter the building, a fog envelopes you and suddenly! Poof! You're in a GREEN COLORED costume! What is it? It's MAGIC! Handy right? Forget having to spend hours for that perfect hairdo, at least tonight you'll be a perfect hairdo or some green on you, without regards to budget. It is merely what your imagination. Besides, even someone like Bob is mischievous this time of the year, especially when she's drunk.

Bob herself is dressed up appropriately. Well, you think? She seems to change costumes every time she talks to someone else or she moves behind a well concealed pole or door. How does she do that? A rather simple costume, it almost fits in the fact they are in a kitchen. What's odd is there are red peppers floating all around him..

Come on in! Be merry! Enjoy your green do!! Get Drunk! Eat Sausages! Celebrate! Have beer-filled desserts!

[OOC - Feel free to start out threads with your dudes doing things if you'd like. Mingle with each other, sometimes there will be special threads like giant sausage invasions, or shamrocks dancing. Take a seat, let the waiters come to you, Imagine your dudes in the most terrible of green outfits!]

Comments

[boo_blimp_babe]

[Pardon her while she takes a double-take, stares, and slowly tries and horribly fails at not laughing.]

Oh! Oh s-shit h-haha.. [snort] Hahahahaha

[afrotaur]

[This is her. Mildly amused.]

Oh yeah, laugh it up, airhead. Futher proof that a crazy fly cat like yours truly can make even the most bogue of fashions look slammin'.

[boo_blimp_babe]

[Kitty snickers and wiped some tears from her eyes from laughing. Hands in her hoodie pockets and a big grin on her face, she nodded at Clover.]

Yeah, I guess. Least you ain't flippin' out over this shit. That alone grants you some cool points man.

[afrotaur]

'Course not. They don't call me the sensational, inspirational, Clo, to the v-e-awwwrright--for nothing, chick. Better check yourself if you haven't heard, ya dig?

[She motions to the seat next to her. Go ahead. Things will be fiiiin.]

[boo_blimp_babe]

[Okay, she wasn't expecting the invitation, but she was a teammate anyways so it was okay... wasn't it?

Charlise made her way over and sat next to clover, shifting in her seat for a few moments before simply relaxing back and looking up at the floating buffet.]

Pretty fucking wack don't you think? Then again, seen weirder shit happen.

[afrotaur]

For sure. Educate: at what point in your life have you peeped a scene as unreal as vert butlers juggling candy-colored symbols? Or levitating nosh?

[boo_blimp_babe]

You'd be surprised at the shit you see when Ghost, Dark, or Psychic types are involved. Especially when they're trying to show off yanno?

[Let's not even start talking about surfing Bouffalants]

So....

How have ya been enjoying this place or whatever?

[afrotaur]

S'cool. Different, but not in a grody way. I see you've been pissin' off all manner of folk.

[There's absolutely nothing unusual about surfing and/or flying bouffalant, duh]

Keep messin', chick, and one of them are gonna ream you.

[boo_blimp_babe]

Them botherin' means they cared, [And somehow, that would at least please her.] so I really doubt any of these dumbfucks will actually do anything.

What about you? You've certainly been fucking quiet as fuck. What? You found something, or someone to keep ya busy?

....

Please don't tell me it's that muscle-for-brains tomato colored motherfucker...

[afrotaur]

[Clover shot Charlise a knowing look, complete with the slightest smirk. She's just going to recline back against the bar and cross her legs as if it were obvious.]

Well, chick...about that.

[She hung back just a moment to observe her reaction, then laughed, though it held no maliciousness.]

Say, jack? What kind of bogus-as-hell question is that? I haven't popped a peep because I've been waist-deep in pursuits of the fantastic scholastic sort, ya dig?

[boo_blimp_babe]

[You see this? This is Charlise edging closer to the edge of her seat and giving Clover this 'oh fuck you didn't...' look. She hadn't even noticed she was taking no breaths, or made any other actions while Clover left the matter in the air...

And then, a lost look, an exhale she didn't even know she was holding and then a blushed face and frown followed by a weak shove.]

You bitch...

You didn't have to just keep me in the dark like that, you were just teasin'!

[Kitty tried to play off her frustration by looking away and grabbing the nearest drink, taking a long swig of it. She kept her gaze forward, not wanting to look at Clover before talking again.]

Yeah? Well, guess at least you're enjoying this place.

[afrotaur]

[Clover doubled over in laughter, the biggest grin stretched over her features.]

Course I was teasin', chick. But you, you looked like you were ready to hear some bogue-level mess. So sorry to disappoint.

[She would be sorry if it weren't so amusing. Sorry, girl. She still likes you, though.]

I'll agree with that, at least. I am enjoying the place--it's pretty damn solid.

[boo_blimp_babe]

Yeah... I guess you're right. I thought I'd hate it more but truthfully? It ain't too bad...

[What the hell was this? Kitty was admitting to enjoying something? The world is ending or she is drunk!]

[afrotaur]

'Ain't too bad'? Girl, where'd you come from that was on the same level or near as groovy as this sweet-as-sugar deal?

[I know, right? Must be a doppleganger or something. That's the only, best explanation]

[boo_blimp_babe]

I don't know. That's jus' the point here. This shit feels like it's too good to be real and shit. I kinda can't help but feel this whole fuck fest will be crashing down any moment and there'll be some buttfag with a big 'HA HA' sign on the other side of the fake wall pointing and laughing while the crowd applauds and laughs.

[Yes Kitty, you have somehow found out the truth to life. It's all some sick sitcom.]

[afrotaur]

[That face. If she looked any more skeptical, reality might begin unwinding.]

That's a whole lot of effort to put through on pranking a few people, ya think? Who the hell even has the time for some bogue-ass mess like that, anyways?

'Sides, if anything near that happens, someone's going to get a whole metric ton dosage of Clover's practical, proven, prescription-only, 'teeth punched down your throat' therapy.

[Only prescribed by licensed professionals.]

[boo_blimp_babe]

Have you seen, heard, or even know of the Handmasters? At least of of them is nuts and has enough time in his... hand to do some shit like that.

I mean really, it just... I dunno where ya come from, but this fairy tail bullshit, happy friends under the rainbows everyone gets along or at least try to just doesn't happen for real dude.

[afrotaur]

Chick, please. Happy rainbows, sunshine and friendship like they show in the fairy tales was practically my life before this. We might even have busted out in a song-dance number a few times with the nearby birds. Them cats were alright.

As for the Hand? Everybody acts a fool now and then--some more than others. Don't mean that every skeezer is out to gyp you or every stella is a grueler.

[boo_blimp_babe]

Hrm...

Fine, alright. Let's say this is for real, and that this ain't too bad.

What's stopping it from all falling over our heads and we're back in square one with nothing left?

Or everyone just gets bored and leaves and you're left alone?

It's just, dumb.... Not that I'd care or whatever.

[afrotaur]

Yeah, you totally don't sound like you care. What's to stop things from being better than expected? Or we're standing at the top of things, head held high?

And damn, even IF everyone gets bored and leaves, I still have you and you still have me, airhead.

[She flashes a fairly earnest grin.] Not a damn soul could stop that, unless you, yourself threw your hands in the air and walked off, ya dig?

Also? You're far too obvious, you know. I'm gonna just throw that out there for you.

[boo_blimp_babe]

E-eh? W-well... uhh..... y-yeah, I... I guess you're right.

You know, these sausages taste fucking good.

[Sudden change of subject? Yep, Kitty was looking to avoid anything being too incredibly obvious. Even if she was failing horribly at it.]

Hey Clo... thanks.

[afrotaur]

[Yeah, she's on to you. That's not clever at all.]

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, right. They do taste good, right? Better than I'd have thought for...whatever is in them.

And hey...don't sweat it, sista. You know how foxes like us roll.

[She holds out her fist.]

[boo_blimp_babe]

[Oh snap, is that... y-yes, that's some dap right there. Kitty grins after giving Clover some skin and laughing a little.]

Yeah, you're right.

You know, I guess this place ain't too bad. I mean, you, the Boom Boss Lady and the rest of the fam is here. So I guess I'm cool.

[afrotaur]

Awww yeah, that's the touch, girl!

I agree, though. With all of them folk around us, not enough time in the world to find a moment to be trippin' about 'what ifs' and 'maybes'.

[boo_blimp_babe]

I think that once we get everything settled, we should get the team together and have a day out... I think it'd be pretty cool don't you think?