DRUNKPARTY: The Memening

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WELCOME TO DRUNKPARTY
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!

Comments

[livestoannoy]

Marco nearly trips over Satori, and starts giggling when he realises who it is.

Yes, giggling. Like a schoolgirl. Marco. This is a rare and unusual moment, people.

[thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com]

Satori sets to work organizing the blurry shapes moving around over her into a person. Oh. Him.

"Oh, shut up." From the floor, Satori points a finger accusingly at Marco, only missing by a few dozen degrees. "You haven't even had half as much as I have."

[livestoannoy]

"You have seen how much I've had. I bet I've had twice as much as you!" Said Marco as he swayed a little and pointed his finger at her, still giggling.

Course, actually proving that point would be hard. Seeing as Marco couldn't actually remember what he'd had.

[thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com]

Satori rolled over, turning away from Marco, but getting up still seemed like too much of a daunting task. "Of course I can see how much you've had. It's written in your heart, clear as day."

This was, of course, more or less a total lie. Satori was trying to read a drunken mind while drunk herself, which is two levels of obfuscation. She didn't have a CLUE how many drinks Marco had had. Hell, she wasn't even sure how many drinks SHE had had.

[livestoannoy]

Since Marco couldn't resist, he decided to go and poke Satori with his foot. "I don't know...I don't know where you learned ana...anata...anta...where everything in the body goes, but the heart's not in people's head, silly."

[thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com]

"It's a, uh, you know." Not wanting to get poked by feet anymore, Satori drifted upwards, in the approximate direction of the stool. Flying while drunk was easier than walking while drunk, after all.

She managed somehow to align herself with the stool well enough to land on it, clinging to the bar itself as casually as possible to avoid falling off. Again.

As she re-established her precarious balance, Satori finally figured out the word she was looking for. "Metaphor. It's a metaphor. You'd understand if you were educated."

[livestoannoy]

Marco giggled again - if any of the other Animorphs were here, they would be seriously disturbed - and said, "I'm plenty eduma...educated. And I still bet that I drank more than you."

[thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com]

"When, exactly, did this become a competition?" As long as she was back on her seat, Satori unsteadily poured herself a new drink. "You're too young to be drinking this much."

[livestoannoy]

"When you said I hadn't had half as much as you have!" He said, pointing that finger at her again dramatically. "And dude, you're just a little girl! And I am so old enough to drink."