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insertmeathere2009-11-30 02:58 pm
DRUNKPARTY: The Memening
FIVE DRINK MINIMUM
Welcome to the wildest party in what remains of the multiverse! Music! Booze! Flirting! Booze! Dancing! Booze! Fighting! Booze!
As you may have noticed, there is a lot of sloshed-getting at this party. All the drinks are alcoholic, except for the non-alcoholic drinks, which are extra alcoholic. If it is physically possible for you to get drunk, then you probably are. If not, you might anyway. This is, after all, the most scientifically advanced booze in the multiverse.
Go forth! Drink and be merry!

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"I'll tell you what," she drunkly says to anyone nearby, "these humans? These... mudmen? They are so... so... d'arvit. Y'know what the People aughta do? We aughta get up to the surface and just... open fire, y'know? Just, reclaim the land and stuff."
She takes a swig from her mug, then squints at it. It's empty.
"Hey, hey, hey... bar... person. More.
"'Course... we'd have to stay away from the Fowls... Fowles... Fowl-es-esss... 'cause, I don't want that stupid brat to get hurt. But... I dunno... he'd probably have, like... nuclear warheads or... something. That little... little... bastard."
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She lays an arm across Holly's shoulder and raises her glass. "Here here! It burnsh my blood to see a proud race like yourshhh having to hide in cav...cav'erns from those..primitive mud turtles! Why if I had...had the Star Forces..." Burp. "Or just a coupla attack ships, i'd bombard 'em from orbit! Kaboom! No more cities for them! Gone! Nothing but smoking ruins!"
Look out. There are drunken, racist elf girls.
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