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]

Yeah, but baths and swimming aren't the same thing.

[staggeringego]

Of course not! That's the whole point. It's like combining the two.

[rose_of_battle]

So, why not take soap with me while swimming? That's still combing them.

[staggeringego]

And what's the point if you're all covered up? Hard to clean up then, isn't it?

[rose_of_battle]

Soap bubbles can pass through clothing, and this way, you clean your clothes at the same time.

[Her logic is definitely hers.]

[staggeringego]

But where's the fun in it?

[rose_of_battle]

Haven't you ever taken a bubble bath?

[staggeringego]

That's not exactly the same thing as what you're talking about, is it?

[rose_of_battle]

Wait a second. You're the one who wondered if a bath can be fun. Bubble baths can be fun.

[staggeringego]

I don't know if fun is the right term. Relaxing at the most.

[rose_of_battle]

What? You've never played with the bubbles?

[staggeringego]

In the bath? I suppose but I don't know... fun? Really? You don't think that's stretching it?

[rose_of_battle]

Yeah, you can have fun with bubbles in a bath. If you have enough, you can make shapes with them.

[staggeringego]

Well sure, I suppose you can though there's only so much fun to be had in that.

[rose_of_battle]

Yeah--when you either run out of bubbles or your imagination gives out!

[staggeringego]

Still doesn't seem nearly as fun as skinny dipping.

[rose_of_battle]

Well, which is more fun: using your imagination, or having everything revealed at once?

[staggeringego]

Well that's just twisting words.

[rose_of_battle]

[She's honestly confused.]

Huh? How?

[staggeringego]

Well what if I put it this way... Which is more fun: sitting about or getting out there and actively swimming around the water?

[rose_of_battle]

Well, I guess that would depend on how I felt at the time. You know, if I was tired and wanted to relax or if I felt like swimming.

[staggeringego]

That's not really fun though. That's something else entirely.

[rose_of_battle]

Relaxing can be fun! That's where playing with bubbles comes in.

[She pauses.]

Haven't you ever done something fun just to relax?