Week 7: Tuesday

[ercnerd]

[Throughout the day, Sieghart flags down anyone whose path he crosses to inform them of a dinner party. For those in their rooms, he raps on the door and delivers the same invitation before going on his merry way to take his nap in the parlor.

Come evening, the dining room boasts a wide spread of food prepared by Souji—chicken wings, grilled onigiri, grilled fish, tempura veggies, gyoza, and tomato egg stirfry—along with desert in the form of a chocolate cake by Alphinaud. Bottles of wine have been relocated for easy drinking. Virgo is here, probably. There's an additional placemat set out for Flayn.]

( ooc: Feel free to post new top-levels for any games you want to play! )

Comments

[frostythehitman]

Okay, this is turning out to be a lot more common than I thought it would be.

[decaptych]

Why would you say something you didn't think would be common?! Isn't the point to try to get everyone to drink?

[ HELLO BUCKY!!! Major 'I don't know what formula you used but you somehow got it correct' vibes here. ]

[dms]

Depends on how you play! Sometimes this one is about calling out your besties for everyone to see~! It's fun!

[decaptych]

Ah yes. Bucky and his Besties. All dying a million goddamn times.

[dms]

It's a little concerning, right?

[decaptych]

Just a little!!!

[frostythehitman]

Oh, we're besties now, are we?

[decaptych]

Yep!!!! Just!!!! The total best!!!!!!!

[frostythehitman]

[ tries to pat him on the head. like besties do.

with his metal lump hand. ]

[decaptych]

[ Grasps his stub ]

[frostythehitman]

[ and then what, huh? ]

[decaptych]

[ Wiggles it without hesitation. ]

[illomened]

[He's snickering... Sure they're all dying so much all the time BUT LISTEN.]

[decaptych]

[ WHY IS EVERYONE LIKE THIS (INCLUDING HIM) ]

[frostythehitman]

I knew it'd get one or two, maybe three--I didn't think it'd be like half of you!

[decaptych]

[ Now you fucked up. You have fucked up now. ]

Well. There you go. At least we're still somehow alive anyway, I guess.

[frostythehitman]

[ looks around at their graveyard ]

[decaptych]

We're still somehow 'alive', it's not like we're in Hell.

[frostythehitman]

You don't have to be in hell to be dead.

[decaptych]

All sorcerers go to Hell when we die. Like, for real.

[frostythehitman]

....that sounds fake.

[decaptych]

Okay well, way to judge another place's afterlife.