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

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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

[rivalkidneypunch]

Guess you did pretty alright for himself. He seems to have a real good feel for how our kind operates.

...That stuff about crackin' ribs, though. That actually happened?

[candlebottom]

[Riane grinned, then tilted her head curiously at Char and nodded.]

Yup, knocked me straight out, well nawt really, cause Ah'm stubborn as a Snorlax bein' woken up, but it shure did a number on me!

My fault 'course, told 'im Ah'd hate him if he held back on me yanno? Ah wana grow stronger, an' prove that Ah can handle it, become tha best Ah can be an' all that.

[She looked to him and smiled wide, a very cheerful expression.]

Wana grow strong like yew an' him! [She flexes, even for a small Charmander, the girl still had some muscle, being a farm girl and all!]

[rivalkidneypunch]

And here I was almost worried about you. You're tougher'n I been givin' you credit for, ain't you?

[That nets a laugh out of him. A short, quiet one, but a laugh nonetheless.]

Long as you ain't scared of pushin' your limits, I'd say you're halfway there already. You can aim as high as you like. Higher than the likes of me, anyway.

[candlebottom]

[The smile couldn't have grown any bigger at the praise, hell, even a dark blush was apparent on her face as he gave him a thumbs up.]

'Course Ah ain't scared, can't gain anythin' if yew ain't ready to sacrifice sumtin' rite?

[She paused, taking a moment to look him over as she got closer,]

So wut do yew aim fur Char? [Riwane asked curiously as she looked up at him.]

[rivalkidneypunch]

Good friggin' question, kid.

[One he kinda needs to think about for a bit. Most of his life, he'd say he was aiming to prove somebody wrong. He'd moved past that spiteful, obstinate stage, but... then what? Maybe it'd just been a matter of wanting to see how high he could go, but could he still claim something like that with Max's tattoo still healing on his shoulder? Maybe he hadn't actually proven anything at all? Maybe he'd lost sight of exactly what it was he was aiming for, and that was why such a simple question was so hard to answer. Finally, the best he can do is just shrug.]

Same thing every Charizard aims for, I guess.

[candlebottom]

[Funny how Riwane took the shrugged off answer as a good answer as if he was probing her! She looked up excitedly at him, hands into fists and in front of her as if realizing something great.]

Ta be tha bestest and strongest Charizard ever?! Soaring tha highest, bein' tha hottest, enuff ta melt mountains an' set whole forests on fire?! Ta be tha coolest Charizard to ever claim championship?

[She paused and gave him a thumbs up and a wink.]

Ah bet'cha can do it too!

[rivalkidneypunch]

[Hard to stay pensive in the face of such an enthusiastic answer. That coaxes another short little half-surprised laugh out of him.]

Yeah, I guess so. I can check the forest fire part off, at least.

[candlebottom]

[Riwane giggled and smiled enthusiastically up at him.]

Well yeah, Ah was jus' thinkin' that it'd be real awesome ta have that much fire!

It'd be all like 'SWOOSH' an' then a sea of beautiful flames! Nawt that it'd be nice ta do that but still! Pretty cool image!

[rivalkidneypunch]

You'n me might just be the only ones who'd call that pretty, that's for sure. Bulba'd probably have my ass on a platter if it ever happened again, at least.

[candlebottom]

Aww shucks, maybe. But still! They jus' don't know wut they missin'!

[Riwane laughed lightly and smiled.]

Hey Char, wut do yew do fur fun anyways? Maybe we could lahk, hang out sum day or sumtin'!

[rivalkidneypunch]

My brand of fun ain't exactly for everyone.

[The suggestions he's most eager to make are Charizard-line centric; simple, wild joys like flight, hunting, or plain old fighting. Anything that involves his dragonself, though, is probably not an option: dragons don't wear clothes, so he'd have nothing to keep that tattoo of his hidden.]

...You big on video games?

[candlebottom]

Ah've tried a few! They're lots'a fun but Ah'm nawt too good at sum. Ah like dem fightin' ones an' tha flying an' racin' ones an' tha ones were ya make yew're characters an' go on this real cool adventure!

Is that sumtin' yew like Char? Can yew really git any cooler?! [She looked at him excitedly. It was clear the girl had great respect for the Charizard.]