[Mini Player Event] Never Have I Ever

[crushed_pearls]

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...

Comments

Never have I ever lost a full game of poker.

[lovethyneighb_or]

Mulcahy, who has been drinking for all those typical questions like crying, living on Earth, forgetting what day it was, having his hands inside another person (he's helped out in the O.R., mind!) and of course, being propositioned for casual sex, offers this one as he's rather visibly (and smugly) inebriated. This one goes out to the veteran's poker club. Sorry, guys.

Look; he drinks socially on a normal day, and he's suffered five years of torture-enforced dryness as only one facet of the tyranny in that damnable Village. This is a terrific excuse for a good old-fashioned cross-temporal fuck you. Not that he'd ever say it, of course.

Someone may need need to drop him off at his porch.

[astrogator]

Look, Ari Tayrey can be a good loser! She raises her glass - water, now, as she's already drank to excess and then some, and enjoyed the process heartily.

'My compliments!' she calls over to him cheerily, then drinks, then slams the glass down. 'I'll have my revenge at kalixtri next time!' She's going to teach the club her spacer card game.

[lovethyneighb_or]

"I look forward to it, Lieutenant! Every priest could use a good humbling."

[notinflictthem]

Sighs theatrically,

"It wasn't even losing a uniform that was the issue, it was having to walk back to the swamp without a hat to cover me."

Takes a drink.

[not_a_traitor]

"I was still learning!" protests Gaeta before downing more water.

[lovethyneighb_or]

"That's no excuse!" he teases. After all, Mulcahy didn't lose when he was learning.

[pineapplesalmon]

César drinks. "I mean, I was being taught, so I don't know if it counts. But I really need to drink this water, so."

[mister_morgan]

A deep, profound sigh that indicates a great deal of money lost, even if he's looking all the more amused for it as he takes his drink.

"I got decent at a handful of things, but poker didn't wind up ever bein' one of 'em. Could just be that I played with a bunch of con-artists, though."

[arcanegrasp]

With a grin, Elias holds off drinking, but gestures to Mulcahy playfully.

"Hasn't happened yet, my friend, but I'd certainly love more opportunities to try to lose!"

[lovethyneighb_or]

"Find me at the Temple on any day, my fellow!"

They won't play there, of course, but it's where he can be pretty reliably found. (He hasn't quite gotten used to the "sending stone" thing yet.)

[tehilim127_1]

Zivia doesn't drink.

"I'm pretty sure I've never actually played a full game of poker to lose," she admits cheerfully.

[battlebyballad]

Drink.

"I've never heard of poker, but I've lost enough other gambling games to count it."

Drink

[be_seeing_you]

Number 6 takes a rueful drink, but he also wags a finger in the good reverend's direction. "I want a rematch. We'll see if I can't change that."

[thethirteenthchild]

Dahlia shrugs. "Can't lose something you haven't played."

[decohere]

"I learned to play from a omnic that owned a casino," Ava mutters. So of course she lost quite a bit as she was trying to learn strategy. She drinks, missing Maximilien.

Drinks

[maximumcake]

"Damn. I should have used the opposite for mine. I feel like I never get to win." That's what happens when the undead people you play with can hear your literal heartbeat.

[stonecoldtop]

And that's a drink