And let the costume party commence ...

[apocalypsos]

*glares at all of you*

If you're expecting a happy, shiny hostess, you're all out of your goddamn minds. Bar is in the back. Pool table's to your left. Jukebox is to the right. And if any of you pull anything, I swear I'll shove the closest weapon so far up your ass, you'll think you swallowed an armory.

Like you're not all dead already anyway.

*grabs a bottle of tequila*

*heads off with gun in hand to watch the door for suspicious characters gunning for my son*

Comments

[drewbeartx.livejournal.com]

Ah, good day, madam. Is there a table available for poker? I've been seeking a good game for quite a while.

::grabs bottle of beer from behind the bar::

[dawning-star.livejournal.com]

Are we playing for money? *knocks back a shot*

[dawning-star.livejournal.com]

*wanders in*

I've dealt with two decompositions, a double shift, and a spectacularly clueless supervisor. I need vodka.

Nice place.

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

*hands over a bottle of vodka* You want glasses, you'll need to go dig some up behind the bar your own damn self. House rules says you drink straight from the bottle. If you want to argue that, I've got a sawed-off shotgun that says otherwise.

[callmesyd.livejournal.com]

Sheez. And I thought Rob was a big ol' ray of sunshine.

Did someone mention pool? *darts over and retrieves a pool cue, hiding a mutter about 'conditioner and shampoo' behind a toothy grin*

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

You're on, man.

(And, cheez. What's with the scary chick?)

[elessar.livejournal.com]

*sitting in corner*

My stapler...why are they always stealing my stapler?

[callmesyd.livejournal.com]

Well, it's a pretty sweet stapler, dude.

[laurelin-kit.livejournal.com]

I don't suppose you've invited any beautiful women?

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

You say that like I'm the type of woman to send out invitations.

[ceejayoz.livejournal.com]

Did someone say costume party?

[callmesyd.livejournal.com]

GYAAAAAGH!

[fortuna-juvat.livejournal.com]

*bounces into the room*

Hey, lookit! I made a new toy, just for you!

*radio-controlled airplane comes zooming around the room, knocking over the bottle of scotch*

Whoops. Navigation Malfunction!

[drewbeartx.livejournal.com]

Perhaps I could help refine your navigational control algorithms. May I examine it later?

[ex-dovil323.livejournal.com]

I just heard there was booze.

[dawning-star.livejournal.com]

Plenty in the back. *waves hand in vague direction of the bar*

Poker Thread

[drewbeartx.livejournal.com]

::finishes shuffling deck and looks up expectantly the room::

So shall we begin? The first game is 7-card stud, none wild. Is ante $5, minimum bet $5 acceptable?

::pulls wad of cash from... somewhere (just don't think about it, okay?) and tosses a $5 bill onto the table::

Re: Poker Thread

[dawning-star.livejournal.com]

*feels for wallet*

Shit. Forgot my wallet. I'll have to sit this out.

[wal-lace.livejournal.com]

Ah. firearms. How remarkably droll.

If one of you would bring me a glass of red wine, it would be appreciated.

[dawning-star.livejournal.com]

Merlot all right for you?

[yueni]

Not another party.

[fortuna-juvat.livejournal.com]

*Ed bounces over*

But parties are fun! Don't you like fun?

*the laptop perched on her head flashes a giant smiling face that giggles*

[kijikun.livejournal.com]

A party? I'm kind of on the clock right now and Nat will be pissed if I stand her up for dinner again.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

Anyone in here have a stool I can borrow? I gotta prove a point...

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

*kicks one towards you* Have at it, Short Round.

(OOC: *dies giggling*)

[musyc]

A party? I love parties! *snags a glass of rum*

[laurelin-kit.livejournal.com]

Care for a game of dice?

[arks.livejournal.com]

Haaa.

Is there any... juice?

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

Hey, it's a little'un.

[robyn-ma.livejournal.com]

Bitch, don't be hogging that tequila.

[catystorm.livejournal.com]

*is more than a little sloshed*

Hey, are you a pirate?

[riskygamble.livejournal.com]

*wanders in from the bathroom*

Did you know there's a big hole in your bathroom wall?

[digitalmeowmix2.livejournal.com]

holes everywhere in my head too, wanna see?

[musyc]

Why thank you! It's the sailing. Keeps the muscles exercised.

[idadebeautreux.livejournal.com]

Helloooooo, legs, lips, tits, and ass!

[digitalmeowmix2.livejournal.com]

you remind me of someone....

[castalidragon.livejournal.com]

*looks around* I'm seeing a disappointing lack of women in mini-skirts here.

[callmesyd.livejournal.com]

Finally, somethin' we can agree on.

[miladygrey.livejournal.com]

I sincerely hope there is a bottle--or perhaps two--of Chateau Petreuse somewhere behind that marvelously well-stocked bar.

Or failing that, tequila. I've developed a taste for it quite recently.

[emerlee.livejournal.com]

I should have known you'd be here, Sark. I can't seem to go anywhere without bumping into you. I assume that this is not just a social appointment?

*sighs* Tequila here as well. Actually, just leave the bottle. I have a feeling I'll be needing it soon. No lime, please.

[muffytaj.livejournal.com]

*moves diagonally*

[digitalmeowmix2.livejournal.com]

a4


simple really.




i used to play with simon, but not anymore, did you know the pieces arent for eating?

[chilledglove.livejournal.com]

if you really have your own pool table, I'm going to be your Best Friend forever : )

[drewbeartx.livejournal.com]

There's one over in the corner, but it currently seems to be monopolized by the child with the metal arm and the one with the "S" on his chest.

[divabat.livejournal.com]

Excuse my lateness...I've just completed one whole day of voice-overs. Really tiring. Sigh.

Do you have a beer?

[dawning-star.livejournal.com]

What kind would you like? *smiles*

[opportunemoment.livejournal.com]

Am I late? Sorry to miss all the fun... karaoke, end of the world, it's a thin line. Can I get a Sea Breeze over here?

[fortuna-juvat.livejournal.com]

*Ed bounces up to the new arrival*

Did you know that you're green?