DRUNK MEME

[boundlesslight.livejournal.com]

The premise is really very simple: The characters posted here are getting drunk at this on-planet marketplace. If your character would normally do so, you need no further instruction. Have fun!

If your character's a teetotaler, though, no worries. All the foods and beverages here at this strange marketplace of wonders are so imperceptibly alcohol-laced that no one will have a clue until it's too late. :3 By then, the fun's already beginning and there is NO ESCAPE. You are all DOOMED to suffer. Or puke. Or be really really super, if you're the type to process alcohol amazingly well.

Eat, drink, and have a party! There's plenty of partying with the locals over here for your characters to join in on. You have the vendors' corridor and a field outside it to roam around in, and for some reason the outdoor field is stocked with enormous gliding kites. This recipe sounds pretty disasteriffic to me.

Comments

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

Eee. Rrr-enne ta-ke carrre...B-Beee Tarrr-ta-Tarrrr.

::Little bit of a sway. His skin's going slightly nuts::

[morphitudinous]

"Didn't know it was alcoholic," he protests petulantly, wishing he could've paced himself if he'd had to drink at all.

He extends an arm out in an attempt to catch Renne. "S'okay. We'll rest and the hangover will stop later. 'Opefully."

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

"Darn right you will," Katara said, looking expectantly at Billy and Renne. "You should rest now. Both of you. Take care, okay?"

Not that she's being dismissive: she'll be here watching over them diligently.

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

::And here's a Renne half-flopping like a rag over Billy's extended arm. Warble-chirp::

Bu-t Rrrr-enne doo-doo...Do ta-ke carrrre Beeeeee Tarrrr-Ta-Tarrrr.

[morphitudinous]

"You always do," Billy trails off, already starting to be overtaken by exhaustion. His body clearly needs to recuperate from the poison.

"Just stay," is all he asks.

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

Katara nodded, continuing to mop Billy's forehead. She knew she'd probably go off later on, but for now she would keep an eye on the both of them. She held Billy's hand, then Renne's.

"We will," she said. "I promise."

[bluebrassmonkey.livejournal.com]

S-tay.

::That's the last word he manages before letting out a slurred purr and...well trying at least, to curl up and burrow with his Bondeds::