All right, let the costume party commence ...

[apocalypsos]

*incoherent rambling and pointing in the direction of the bar*

(Subtitle: Drinks are at the bar. Bitten-open cans of snacks are on the tables. Please try not to throw up on my shoes. :))

*babbles happily and wanders off*

(OOC: *snerk* Well, I had to play her eventually, right? ;))

Comments

[elessar.livejournal.com]

Watch out, I think they booby-trapped the pretzels. *smirks*

[kimera.livejournal.com]

Oh, nice.

And people ask me why I hate socialising so much.

[elessar.livejournal.com]

You hate it, too? Glad to see I'm not the only one.

[kimera.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah. Well, I suppose that my teammates aren't too bad (when they're not running off and leaving me at a crowded party by myself). As for the rest of humanity (and most aliens/demons/other classifications, come to think of it), well, there's a reason my superpower is the ability to create shields.

I think I'm ready for something with a strong alcohol content now.

[elessar.livejournal.com]

Here, try the firewhisky. *offers him his glass*

As for me, I just have bad memories with bullying, you know, the usual. Of course, I let it turn me into an evil psychiatrist who does experiments on his patients...um...you didn't hear that!