[Log]

[goldtiger]

Who: Everyone ever!
What: It's drinking time at the locale tavern! Lets make the bar tender love the new arrivals!
When: Evening time.
Other information: One rule to this, everyone must get completely smashed one way or another! Dohko went and just grabbed as many people possible to join in a drinking binge and even if your poor character is there to have one or two drinks. Run away before they get roped into drinking games.

Comments

[stabbersinyerfambles]

[Hunched over the bar Cehd'ra squints dubiously at Taako...about half of what the wizard saying going right over his head. At least he's fairly sure the cat comment wasn't actually directed at him? And something in there about it being wrong, something he can agree with but he's far too drunk to do so passively.]

'Should leave 'em be. Jus' like... [An arm is waved in frustration, tail swinging fast.] Like...didn't ask for this. Swivin' bastards.

[This is what happens when you give a 4'10" miqo'te liquor.]

[taakotuesdays]

Seriously. Dogs are dumb enough to go along with it. Cats? Cats want no part of it. You ever see a cat jump through a hoop I'll magic missile the owner, seriously.

[ SOMEONE IS ON A PASSIONATE TANGENT ABOUT CATS BEING TRAINED TO DO TRICKS TONIGHT??? ]

[stabbersinyerfambles]

[The miqo'te's tail becomes less puffed, going mostly still save for the very tip which now curls back and forth while a grin tugs at his lips. What comes to his mind with the words 'magic missile' is something very different from what Taako means...but drunken Cehd'ra still appreciates the mental image.]

Do it. I'd help. 'Know a few like that. 'F they ever show up 'hold 'em down f'r you.

[He's...he's still talking about pets, right?]