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altimit2023-10-24 04:08 pm
sicklysweet) wrote in altimit2023-10-24 04:08 pm
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Who: Everyone!
Where: Guild Name's @ home.
When: Vague Approximation of Halloween
What: pardi pardi pardi
Warnings: General party warnings for things like alcohol consumption, but anything specific is up to y'all heathens.
Not many people have entered Guild Nameās @ home before today, which is perhaps understandable given the demeanor of its owner. The few who have will find the @ home entirely redecorated - if you could even say it was decorated in the first place, with how utilitarian everything was before. Maybe Owenās taken a leaf out of Telophoroiās book, or heās really into halloween. Or both. Either way, Sweets Grunty has done a lot of work to essentially redecorate the entire @ home.
The main hall is where most of the action is, with tables set up filled with snacks and drinks. Most of the snacks are small finger foods, and it does seem to heavily lean towards sweeter options, but all of them have a general spooky flair. There are candy apples, cupcakes, finger sandwiches, hand pies, nothing too outrageous. Thereās a selection of wine, ciders (both alcoholic and alcohol-free), as well as harder spirits, liqueurs, and juices if people want to craft something stiffer, and coffee and teas for people who want a different sort of buzz. Thereās music playing over speakers, but a piano also sits in the hall. Youāll probably want to get permission before you try to play it, though.
There are chairs and tables for people who would rather sit and eat, as well as an open space to serve as a rudimentary dance floor for people who would rather move, but itās clear the plans for this party were simply āpeople can do whatever they wantā. Thereās even tubs of water with apples if people want to go bobbing, and other random party games for people to fuck around with. The world is your oyster, and Owen doesnāt care what people do (which is why PVP is enabled within Guild Name).
The only other rooms that can be entered without asking Owen about it are a bathroom which hasnāt escaped the halloween decorations, and the kitchen which seems to be where Sweets Grunty can be found keeping itself busy.
Where: Guild Name's @ home.
When: Vague Approximation of Halloween
What: pardi pardi pardi
Warnings: General party warnings for things like alcohol consumption, but anything specific is up to y'all heathens.
Not many people have entered Guild Nameās @ home before today, which is perhaps understandable given the demeanor of its owner. The few who have will find the @ home entirely redecorated - if you could even say it was decorated in the first place, with how utilitarian everything was before. Maybe Owenās taken a leaf out of Telophoroiās book, or heās really into halloween. Or both. Either way, Sweets Grunty has done a lot of work to essentially redecorate the entire @ home.
The main hall is where most of the action is, with tables set up filled with snacks and drinks. Most of the snacks are small finger foods, and it does seem to heavily lean towards sweeter options, but all of them have a general spooky flair. There are candy apples, cupcakes, finger sandwiches, hand pies, nothing too outrageous. Thereās a selection of wine, ciders (both alcoholic and alcohol-free), as well as harder spirits, liqueurs, and juices if people want to craft something stiffer, and coffee and teas for people who want a different sort of buzz. Thereās music playing over speakers, but a piano also sits in the hall. Youāll probably want to get permission before you try to play it, though.
There are chairs and tables for people who would rather sit and eat, as well as an open space to serve as a rudimentary dance floor for people who would rather move, but itās clear the plans for this party were simply āpeople can do whatever they wantā. Thereās even tubs of water with apples if people want to go bobbing, and other random party games for people to fuck around with. The world is your oyster, and Owen doesnāt care what people do (which is why PVP is enabled within Guild Name).
The only other rooms that can be entered without asking Owen about it are a bathroom which hasnāt escaped the halloween decorations, and the kitchen which seems to be where Sweets Grunty can be found keeping itself busy.
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But he lets go shortly.]
Itās my party, so Iām allowed to be rude. You didnāt come here just to insult me, did you?
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[ He might not remember being solicited for dick pics, but the evidence of his message history is right there!! ]
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[He has no idea what youāre talking about.]
So, are you getting into the spirit of things?
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[ But, you know. He's here! Rejoice? ]
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[He's so dour... He really should loosen up a bit!! How many opportunities like this are they going to have?]
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You're British. [ Guessing by the accent. ] That's even more in doubt.
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So I am. Still doesn't mean I'm the sort of boring person who would rather sit around and brood.
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I suppose... there are worse ways to pass the time waiting for our impending deaths. Are you playing anything?
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[Being a little shit, obviously.]
But I wouldn't mind playing something if that's what you're trying to ask.
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Which of them don't require more people.
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[Poor, poor Michel.]
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And you made an entire guild for the purpose of throwing a party.
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[Itās his homeā¦ it was made for himā¦]
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He might just be jealous. Michel wouldn't mind living in a Halloween house, himself. ]
Just how inhospitable is Telly, that that seemed worth the effort...
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[Practice what? Heās not going to specify.]
Itās nice having privacyā¦ though I did look at the guilds and saw you have yourself a little fanclub.
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[ Too bad for him not specifying; Michel has been picking up Ganymede's contagious nosiness.
And then he blinks, hard. Can he pretend he didn't hear that... ]
...I don't remember anything like that. You're mistaken.