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[king_of_heroes]

allsl oft you mothrels

get down tio the barr

drinking contest

prize for hoofever lasts longfish


[ And true to his word, anyone who bothers to visit the Tavern tonight will be greeted by a crazy yet happily merry atmosphere. There's people singing, dancing, getting their booze on. Possible shoutings of CHUG CHUG CHUG and whatever else you would expect to find at the best night of drinking ever. For now, The King of Crunk has pulled himself away from the crowd and is chilling at the bar. Totally eating peanuts and sipping on his likely 30th pitcher by now. HOW DO YOU DEAL WITH A DRUNKEN KING? That's entirely up to you. ]

( ooc: Due to the nature of this post, THREAD-JACKING IS HIGHLY ENCOURAGED! Go insane, throw some glitter, make it rain. )

Comments

[fractured_white]

Either way, they're mere cushions for those who can't accept the truth of the world.

[heavenscorpse]

You talk a lot when you already know I'm not going to change my mind.

[fractured_white]

I've been told I'm poor at realizing when I ought to give up.

*Around her elbow, his hand slips off her arm to slide down her side instead.*

[heavenscorpse]

Would you really be happy if I changed my mind?

[fractured_white]

*Blink blink. His brain is too alcohol muddled to figure that out right now.*

I would certainly feel as if I'd made my point.

[heavenscorpse]

Okay then.

[Not really the answer to the question.]