There are 243 Earth days to one Venetian day

[onlyanapple]

[Today, Crowley is setting up tables and chairs in the Nines. He's already waved his hand, with a thought clearing away the dust of the place. It had been a while since he'd been here, but he knew Barney would approve of its use today. Crowley opens his journal to dictate into it]

So, people. I've got an activity for you all. It's a game, one we haven't played here in Paradisa for some time. It's called Never Have I Ever. The way you play is simple. People gather in a place with lots of alcohol. Someone states something that is true about themselves, that they haven't done, such as "Never Have I Ever got drunk and passed out' and so on. Those playing who have done such a thing, have to take a shot. Then you move onto another player and the game repeats until everyone is hammered or bored.

So if you feel like playing, do come to the Nines bar, room 722. I'll even be nice and have soda for the younger players. But if they come out of this mentally scarred that's their own problem.

[[OOC: This is a total open post for characters to mingle and play. Make your own statements, react to others, have fun and make some new CR! Or learn some things about old CR]]

Comments

[rose_of_battle]

To keep people away or cover yourself?

[radiantwingedone]

Scare them off, fry them. Close enough.

[ He's already tipsy. ]

I should try to learn image-magic. [ That would be the "cover self" thought... ]

[rose_of_battle]

[Her eyes narrow.]

Duke, how much have you had?

[He's not speaking the way he usually does, and her speech isn't as smooth as one would think as it's studded with hiccups.]

[radiantwingedone]

... Two? three?

[ He might slide his glass over toward Sheena.

It smells like liquorice and burning. Blame the redhead he came here for it. ]

[rose_of_battle]

You mean you don't know?

[Like she can talk...]

[She inspects the drink and makes a face.]

What's this called?

[So she doesn't order one by accident.]

[radiantwingedone]

....

[ Give him a moment. ]

.. Ouzo? ... Thamuris knows.

[ He has a drinking buddy- ]

[rose_of_battle]

Ouzo?

Is it supposed to smell like this?

[She's got a few friendly people.]

[radiantwingedone]

... Think so.


... Hope so.

[rose_of_battle]

You mean, you really don't know?

[A beat.]

Have you ever had sake?

[radiantwingedone]

... No.

[ He doesn't usually drink. ]

... Not in memory.

[rose_of_battle]

Want to try some?

[She doesn't, either, but it's a drink she knows.]