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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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[ Both of those sound terrible. Michel pushes his hood up with one finger until he can finally see again. ]
...No need.
[ Oria should go to town, though. As Michel knows he will. ]
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Don't leave yet, Winter! We gotta party!
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Ow. That was mostly cushioned by the hood and all his fluffy hair, but still. ]
Stuff your own face, not mine!
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[ That's not what Michel said, but still. But this time, he just puts the cookie against Michel's lips. Eat, you awkward fool. ]
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Oria... am I a pet to you?
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[ ............................ He's forgetting what pet he even had, but he knows that he had one. Anyway, Oria takes a finger sandwich and eats that. Munch. He'll behave... and not clear everything off the table. ]
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[ Having accepted the cookie, and accepted the cruel reality that he can't just put the cookie back once it's been in his mouth, he munches on it slowly and morosely. Oria can't shove anything else in his mouth while he has this shield. ]
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[ ... ... ...
Oria frowns. ]
I don't remember the pet...
[ He grumbles a little, just accepting it as part of the memories they're losing now. It's whatever. ]
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...You seem like you'd favor dogs, even though your personality is more like a cat.
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I don't really favor either one, to be honest. It's not that I don't like them, but I just don't care about them.
[ So the dog park? Noisy. Cat cafe? A restaurant violation just waiting to happen. ]
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Something like a lizard...? I could see it.
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[ Oria even imitates a popping noise as if something is sliding off his own hand. Pop. ]
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...It sounds grotesque. So naturally, you would like it.
[ Yep. Unless confirmed otherwise, he'll assume that was Oria's pet. Or possibly a snake. ]
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[ Looks like a certain hell awaits Michel at the end... ]
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Now I truly don't want to know what else is in your video history.
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[ Probably stuff like "how do squirrels sound like", top 100 epic fails of the month, and conspiracy theory videos for things he already knows the truth about. It's fun. For him. ]
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...If you say so.
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Yeah, so live a little! Let's party!
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This time he resigns himself to the cookie with a sigh. ]
If I tell you I don't like cookies, would that affect your decision-making in any way?
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[ Time to take those allergy meds so that they can have some FUN!
He tries to drag Michel over to play some games with him, because who knows if this will be the last time if they truly enjoy each other's company or not... ]
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This isn't what he came here for either. The memory can't stay. But it would be nice to hold, just for a little while. ]