FINAL WEEK

[akudamods]

Starting Saturday, the layer of clouds in the sky is more solid than ever. Overcast, reflecting the neon light of the city. By Sunday, you'll see more colors than ever, as several new areas are added to the span of your probation. And some areas aren't, but might see an approach anyway. Do the pods containing six weeks of treatment daunt you in the slightest now that judgment awaits at the end of the fourth week? Though faithful treatment participants only experience flashes on the upper third of their bodies now, their counterparts will experience occasional waves of isolating existential coldness. Does your physically present overseer have anything to say for herself? Just remember one thing: Kanto is watching and waiting.

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party mingle

[pr159]

[ And then it's party time!! He will totally allow underage drinking, just tag it in your subject lines. ]

Might as well have a good time while we can, hm?

[ Feel free to post any party game starters or hit me up on Discord and he can throw one out. ]

Re: party mingle

[conways_retribution]

Cheers, man, I'll drink to that. _{[At least he wasn't being a bum this time, he even set up beer pong for everyone.]}

[pr159]

Seems like you could use it.

[ Thanks Jake, you're a pal. ]

beer pong

[thefifthchild]

[Damian raises a sword for beer pong. He's a little tipsy from drinking straight vodka.]

How is this game played? I'll master it tonight.

[hunterandhunted]

[Zenos sees a sword being raised. So he raises his own.]

'Tis simple: you hit the ball as hard as you can possibly muster, and the loser must then drink his fill.

[He has literally never even heard of beer pong.]

tw underage drinking

[thefifthchild]

[Damian knows that underage drinking is bad for you. It can have debilitating effects on your growth, your mental development, and it can lead to problems in the future. He knows all this. However, he's also never had any. And they might all die in two days.]

Vodka. On the rocks.

[pr159]

[ Hey, Rideaux drank plenty when he was your age and he turned out fine. Sort of. ]

It's self-serve, and if you want vodka, you're going to have to get it out of the vending machine.

[ In large part because there was no named Xillia vodka for me to put on the black market. ]

[thefifthchild]

Hm. Then... I'll have whiskey. On the rocks. [He gets up and pours himself a drink

...What does on the rocks even mean. It's just what his dad says. He does casually throw a batarang at the vending machine that shatters the glass in an instant. Just for later.]

truth or dare??

[woodeneye]

[ Oh hell yeah. Ragetti firmly believes everything happens for a reason, and he knew there was a reason he'd mastered the text-to-speech function on his phone. It was all leading up to Rideaux's message tonight. Free booze, babey!!

He barges into the karaoke bar, making his way eagerly toward the selection of alcohol laid out for the drinking, and squints at the labels. The fact that they're written in Tales-ian makes no nevermind to him. He's equally illiterate in all languages. ]

Which one's the rum?

[ Not that he's picky, but sue him. He likes rum.

After the alcohol has been sorted out, Ragetti kicks back with his drink of choice, more in his element than he has been most of the past month. But as he looks around, it occurs to him that this party's missing something. He clears his throat. ]

Don't mean to be a nuisance, but... it seems to me we was promised drinks an' fun, an' I'm seein' the drinks, but not the fun, beggin' yer pardons. Anyone got some cards, or - I know! Who wants to play a game o' questions an' commands?

[ This proposal may not arouse quite the excited response he had been hoping for. Questions and what now ]

[your_best_friend]

Questions and commands? ...How do you play?

[woodeneye]

[ god bless you flowey you're a good bro ]

It's real simple! Ye take turns askin' people if they wanter answer a question, an' if they don't, they hafter do somethin' ye tell them to do. An' if they don't do neither o' those, ye can throw 'em overboard... though that part mighter worked better when we was actually on a ship. An' when we was still cursed to not die. But other'n that!

[pr159]

None of them. There's whiskey, brandy, tequila, and bourbon.

[ Helpfully points them out as he says their names!

Anyway, later on, once we establish that Questions and Commands is just Truth or Dare— ]

All right, I'm in.

[woodeneye]

[ You future people and your fancy drinks. What the hell is bourbon. Still... ]

Cheers, mate!

[ He snags the bottle Rideaux had indicated as brandy and raises the whole thing to his lips. Time seems to move in Matrix slow motion. Intervene? ]

[inspiritus]

[ Maybe Sephiroth will join in at some point, but he's...here, for whatever reason with a drink, and watching this go down.

Looking vaguely amused, and assuming an explanation of sorts will come at some point.

He's still definitely sipping at his drink. Probably on a decent number but nowhere near drunk. The benefits of having an augmented body! ]

[thefifthchild]

General! Question or command! [Apparently when he's tipsy, Damian just gets really loud.]

[voidseeing]

Why not? Life's more fun with a little adventure in it.

[Says the man who runs an anti-government resistance group back at home...]

[inspiritus]

[ Welcome to the madness, Gai. ]

Which one will you choose, then?

[thefifthchild]

Very well. But be warned.

I never lose. [Someone doesn't understand truth or dare.]

[your_best_friend]

[* Hee~.]

Fine then. Damian. Truth or dare?

Re: truth or dare??

[conways_retribution]

Well... What the hey, I'll join in. Question.

[inspiritus]

The worst action you've ever taken?

[ Because yeah, consider him curious. ]

[hunterandhunted]

[After listening for the explanation, Zenos decides he will play. Except everyone else is picking question and he isn't a coward.]

I accept this challenge! Command.

[inspiritus]

[ ...Well, out of all of the people here, Sephiroth is not going to shy away from taking command as it were. Remember, you asked (okay, not really) for this.

Anyway, he's giving it some thought. How about something simple? ]

I command you to take one kneel on the ground, kiss someone's hand, and make a statement of your choosing about how eager you are to serve, or rather, please.

[intimations]

[He might not have like, anything to contribute to the meeting but he can contribute to this...! With one (1) bottle of (affordable) wine he got as an anonymous gift. Thanks random Internet denizens...?!

And sure why not, he'll play as well because it's not as if they don't deserve to celebrate after all that murder and mayhem so far.]

Commands, eh? Well, you can command me anytime you like... if you give me some sugar first.

[possibly no one wanted this but you can probably take this as an invitation to play!!!]

[your_best_friend]

Alright, everyone! I'm up for a little challenge. Dare. Do your worst.