lake party invite + mingle (open)

[channellings]

Who: any and everyone!
Where: the lake and nearby!
When: right now! (july 7th, afternoon)
What: motha 👏 fuckin 👏 lake 👏 party
Warnings: Language (!!!) for now, will be added as needed!



[no, this is not a joke and yes, it's an actual invite to a party over the network from the username: cock.licking.idiot (and no, that's not a joke, either).

those who decide that they'd rather not be square will arrive at some unspecified patch of lake shore (thanks, klaus) at a similarly unspecified time (good work, asshat) to discover that something resembling a slapdash but heartfelt lake party along the northern waterfront. a couple of tables have been dragged out of nearby cabins and now hold a probably inadvisable quantity of foods, at least half of which don't belong at a party by any means. is this what rationing looks like? this is definitely what rationing looks like. there's also an alcohol table, filled pretty sparsely early on in the party but gathering bottles and cans throughout the day. (word of mod says feel free to wing it on what kind of alcohol we have!).

a number of chairs sit in a wobbly line in the stone-filled waterfront sand, most of them not meant for beachgoing but nearly all of them able to recline. about fifty feet down the beach seems to be the splash zone, where all water horseplay exists well out of range of splashing those sitting in beachside chairs. some people dive or cannonball off the mostly-sturdy pier, while others seem to be batting around a-... is that a beach ball they have? no, it seems to be a balloon that says "get well soon". how fitting. please, someone bring them a fucking beach ball.

(this is a mingle! go ahead and make top-levels or tag into other people's.)]

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[legbreakings]

I've never even heard of most of the drinks here [ Jiang Cheng huffs, giving the assortment a dirty look. ] Either there isn't any rice wine or someone has stolen it all. [ As in, Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian must have stolen it all.

But. Okay. Fruity. He picks up a bottle of clear liquid that has an apple on the label. ] Does he like apples? [ He unscrews the bottle of manzana and takes a sniff before passing it on to Lalli with a dubious expression. ] I don't know if you would want to drink an entire bottle of this.

i have no idea how to draw this thread out so fuck it, later gator

[skittering]

( lalli gives the bottle a sniff, then pours a little of it carefully into his mouth. it definitely tastes weaker than the other stuff. ) Could work. ( he'll probably have to drink some himself to keep emil from poisoning himself by the end of it, but he can do that.

and so he lifts the bottle in thanks and retreats back toward the table to slip back underneath it. )