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[Mini Player Event] Never Have I Ever
Who: EVERYONE
What: A rousing game of Never Have I Ever, and other entertainments
When: Saturday, May 4th, starting at around noon
Where: Oak & Iron
Warning(s): Intoxication and whatever you bring in with you; the prompts here are ideas for your own TLs
Shortly after the island comes back and rebuilding begins, the esteemed Mister Yorick of the newspaper gets the Erin Peters experience, where she flings his door open and yells, "YOU LIKE GETTING DRUNK MOTHERFUCKER?" Somehow this kills him, and Erin honestly is not sure how, but a much more sedate second visit leads to an announcement in the newspaper:
Never Have I Ever
Saturday the Fourth, Oak & Iron
First Round of Drinks Free
If You Drink, You Play
We're Never Going To Say This Again But Food From Home Encouraged, Our Chefs Aren't Immortal
If You Have Never Heard Of This Game, Start Talking About Large Boats And Ask The First Person Who Has A Flashback How It's Played
Attendance isn't mandatory, but it's about to be hard to miss at least seeing the damn thing...
The Party
Erin's come prepared for this one. It took some cajoling. It took pleading and browbeating to get extra chefs on deck so people could switch out to participate. It took opening extra kegs and casks, and, yes, it took stealing and fixing a whole lot of furniture that had been damaged by the flood, but right now Oak & Iron is not merely the building, but most of the Outside(tm) near the building. The event proper starts at noon but setup started at 8 PM the night before and Erin straight up just did not go to bed until it was done. The Pine Devil can come at her if it thinks it's hard enough.
The end result is a whole lot of mismatched outdoor seating with a variety of chairs, stools, tree stumps carved into "chairs", Frankensteined tables, and an outdoor bar. Staff from the inn collects money from that bar, where Erin Peters is working, every 25 minutes on the dot, and your hostess has a sharp and sly grin on her face whenever she's not actively engaged in a conversation. Food is available but bringing dishes of one's own is strongly permitted. Hell, come bring it and sell it, this may be the only time the inn doesn't care that you're technically competing with them.
She has, after all, been starving for Glamour under the sea. She expects to feed well.
A large sign next to the bar reads: I'm Blind As Fuck And This Game Goes Hard, Drink At Own Risk
Smaller letters immediately beneath say: Anyone Dying Of Alcohol Poisoning Will Be Mocked
The Game
Never Have I Ever is a simple game. Someone makes a truthful statement, such as "Never have I ever had a fist fight with a bear," and anyone who can't truthfully agree with that statement must take a drink. Though there's no actual formal obstacle against lying, people fudging the truth while Erin is walking past with drinks or to see friends might get a nudge with a wing and this blind bitch announcing 'liar' in a sharp tone that might be play or might be bullying and is probably both (feel free to NPC this happening if it's of interest to you!).
Feel free to simply tag in with your question as the header, as seen here. Even the prose is optional! Folks will come to you with whether or not their character drinks and you can thread or not thread from there.
The Long Walk Home
Did you survive your own poor choices? Do you have a plan to make it home safely before, or after, dark? Not like Oak and Iron can bear the entire town within its walls, so...
What: A rousing game of Never Have I Ever, and other entertainments
When: Saturday, May 4th, starting at around noon
Where: Oak & Iron
Warning(s): Intoxication and whatever you bring in with you; the prompts here are ideas for your own TLs
Shortly after the island comes back and rebuilding begins, the esteemed Mister Yorick of the newspaper gets the Erin Peters experience, where she flings his door open and yells, "YOU LIKE GETTING DRUNK MOTHERFUCKER?" Somehow this kills him, and Erin honestly is not sure how, but a much more sedate second visit leads to an announcement in the newspaper:
Never Have I Ever
Saturday the Fourth, Oak & Iron
First Round of Drinks Free
If You Drink, You Play
We're Never Going To Say This Again But Food From Home Encouraged, Our Chefs Aren't Immortal
If You Have Never Heard Of This Game, Start Talking About Large Boats And Ask The First Person Who Has A Flashback How It's Played
Attendance isn't mandatory, but it's about to be hard to miss at least seeing the damn thing...
The Party
Erin's come prepared for this one. It took some cajoling. It took pleading and browbeating to get extra chefs on deck so people could switch out to participate. It took opening extra kegs and casks, and, yes, it took stealing and fixing a whole lot of furniture that had been damaged by the flood, but right now Oak & Iron is not merely the building, but most of the Outside(tm) near the building. The event proper starts at noon but setup started at 8 PM the night before and Erin straight up just did not go to bed until it was done. The Pine Devil can come at her if it thinks it's hard enough.
The end result is a whole lot of mismatched outdoor seating with a variety of chairs, stools, tree stumps carved into "chairs", Frankensteined tables, and an outdoor bar. Staff from the inn collects money from that bar, where Erin Peters is working, every 25 minutes on the dot, and your hostess has a sharp and sly grin on her face whenever she's not actively engaged in a conversation. Food is available but bringing dishes of one's own is strongly permitted. Hell, come bring it and sell it, this may be the only time the inn doesn't care that you're technically competing with them.
She has, after all, been starving for Glamour under the sea. She expects to feed well.
A large sign next to the bar reads: I'm Blind As Fuck And This Game Goes Hard, Drink At Own Risk
Smaller letters immediately beneath say: Anyone Dying Of Alcohol Poisoning Will Be Mocked
The Game
Never Have I Ever is a simple game. Someone makes a truthful statement, such as "Never have I ever had a fist fight with a bear," and anyone who can't truthfully agree with that statement must take a drink. Though there's no actual formal obstacle against lying, people fudging the truth while Erin is walking past with drinks or to see friends might get a nudge with a wing and this blind bitch announcing 'liar' in a sharp tone that might be play or might be bullying and is probably both (feel free to NPC this happening if it's of interest to you!).
Feel free to simply tag in with your question as the header, as seen here. Even the prose is optional! Folks will come to you with whether or not their character drinks and you can thread or not thread from there.
The Long Walk Home
Did you survive your own poor choices? Do you have a plan to make it home safely before, or after, dark? Not like Oak and Iron can bear the entire town within its walls, so...
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Drink eight or so, here we go. "Juuuust airships... we can never even have spaceships at all. Ever-ever."
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"Our fuel sources are magic and die when they leave the atmas— atmosphi—" technical difficulties, please hold, "—the sky! Nothing can get up to space!"
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"The stuff's useful for everything else! I thiiiink the Gods just didn't want us to leave. That seems like them..."
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He may be drunker than he thought.
"And then there's the kind that goes up in someone's perfectly good sky and says, give me all your food or I'll turn you into frogs. No one needs that."
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With only the barest comprehension of what he's even describing, "No one needs that!"
She gestures vaguely, almost pouting. "Our Gods destroyed our moon and then ran away and left with with all sorts of problems. They suuuuck."
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Deeply furrowed brow. "Maybe moons are just conv— convain— convenient. They're right there and they're big and stuff. Easy attention!"
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