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seasonsrpg2023-04-02 01:03 pm
untilidie) wrote in seasonsrpg2023-04-02 01:03 pm
And Booze!
WHO: Marisa Kirisame, Reimu Hakurei, and literally anyone else who feels like dropping by
WHAT: A few days ago, Marisa talked about organizing an ice breaker of sorts. Tonight, it's happening.
WHEN: Early April
WHERE: Bars around Nightwake
WARNINGS: Alcohol, bad decisions
-6pm-
The evening started at the Summer Guild Hall, with snacks and just kind of hanging around and chatting until a few people showed up. Everyone was still sober at this point. Things are a little bit awkward right now since most of you don't know each other, but there's chips and dip, though, and someone provided a veggie tray.
-8pm-
Eventually the group made their way to a pool hall. Drinks are flowing at this point, but no one is likely particularly drunk at this point unless they're really working at it. Play some billiards, drink some beer, get some overpriced nachos, and get to know your fellow partyers.
-10pm-
After some pool, the group wandered over to a karaoke bar. Prepare for terrible singing (or maybe some of you actually CAN sing??? Marisa sure can't, at least.). Maybe link a song that captures the vibes of what your character is singing and give us some idea of how well they're singing it. Sing a duet with someone! Heckle people for being terrible at this! Get cold feet and pass the microphone off to someone else! The options are endless!
-12am-
After singing their hearts out, the group that was still awake staggered along to a dive bar. The clientele are keeping to themselves, the barkeeper looks surly, the drinks are suspicious, and the room is filled with gloomy corners. This is the part of the night where you semi-incoherently lay your deepest secrets bare to people who you don't know that well but are perfectly confident that these are the most important and trustworthy people in the world.
-???am-
Mistakes were made. Oh god. Where are we? Why does the world keep spinning? Where do I live? I think I'm gonna be sick...
[OOC note: the drinking age in Nightwake City is apparently 18. Consider this an open mingle post, rather than a post with Marisa specifically.]
WHAT: A few days ago, Marisa talked about organizing an ice breaker of sorts. Tonight, it's happening.
WHEN: Early April
WHERE: Bars around Nightwake
WARNINGS: Alcohol, bad decisions
-6pm-
The evening started at the Summer Guild Hall, with snacks and just kind of hanging around and chatting until a few people showed up. Everyone was still sober at this point. Things are a little bit awkward right now since most of you don't know each other, but there's chips and dip, though, and someone provided a veggie tray.
-8pm-
Eventually the group made their way to a pool hall. Drinks are flowing at this point, but no one is likely particularly drunk at this point unless they're really working at it. Play some billiards, drink some beer, get some overpriced nachos, and get to know your fellow partyers.
-10pm-
After some pool, the group wandered over to a karaoke bar. Prepare for terrible singing (or maybe some of you actually CAN sing??? Marisa sure can't, at least.). Maybe link a song that captures the vibes of what your character is singing and give us some idea of how well they're singing it. Sing a duet with someone! Heckle people for being terrible at this! Get cold feet and pass the microphone off to someone else! The options are endless!
-12am-
After singing their hearts out, the group that was still awake staggered along to a dive bar. The clientele are keeping to themselves, the barkeeper looks surly, the drinks are suspicious, and the room is filled with gloomy corners. This is the part of the night where you semi-incoherently lay your deepest secrets bare to people who you don't know that well but are perfectly confident that these are the most important and trustworthy people in the world.
-???am-
Mistakes were made. Oh god. Where are we? Why does the world keep spinning? Where do I live? I think I'm gonna be sick...
[OOC note: the drinking age in Nightwake City is apparently 18. Consider this an open mingle post, rather than a post with Marisa specifically.]
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[ She carefully lines up a shot, keeping in mind Saya's posture, her economy of motion, the timing and angle... and totally misses. She sighs, but it's not an unexpected result. ]
No solitary creature is able to develop intelligence. We cannot exist alone, and those who profess true individualism have always deluded themselves.
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[ Saya is patient as Hlasoh tries the shots. She's not going to be overly invasive about it. ]
Socialization is essential to intelligence, hm? Makes sense, I suppose.
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Oh, yes! I do know what you mean. "Jazz" is ancient, but it has inspired countless musical traditions since then.
[ She hums a brisk melody in swung time. ]
Like so?
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The most significant political and religious philosophy I know of exalts just that spirit above all else. The same thing that birthed jazz and billiards, I suppose.
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I'm not immortal. I just like dabbling in history. That makes us immortal, in a way. That's what our religion says. It's nice to think about.
Nice shot, by the way.
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[ Saya resets the shot and stands back. ]
I didn't think you were immortal. So few here are.
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She takes a long, slow breath, quieting her mind, lines up the shot...
and beefs it even worse. ]
Fuc- ah, excuse me.