[Going to go digging for one! Stop enjoying awful things just because they're terrible challenge. And then coming out to sit on the floor in the little living area.]
Hm? Oh. It's fine. I know where all my stuff is. I can tell if anyone messes with it.
And here I thought you were just inviting my company.
[ but, valid. he feels the same! no white claw for gu yun, but he ambles over to go join molly, kicking off his boots like a good boy and not a heathen and dropping down. ] Speaking of, I've learned of a terrible substance, Molly - well, rather, the both of us did. Look, I can do a magic trick.
[ ahem. as he settles, with a flourish, he closes his eyes! all drama... and then starts thinking about manifesting ziliujin...
and
there it is.
a large four by four grid of bright purple jello shots. ]
[ before he grabs one of his little jello containers and pops the top of it off. ] Only one way to find out, right? I've learned they're called 'jello shots', made of a gelatin and vodka, and apparently, the trick is to loosen it around the outside and then take it as you would any other shot.
Or, this. [ he squeezes the one in his hand, the plastic crinkles, and om nom jello shot. grape. delicious. ]
[ That's hot Gu Yun. Molly doesn't bother examining it much either. Just following the example and using a nail to loosen the edges and tossing it back. It's very sweet, so it's not like it's hard to get down.]
Oh, wonderful. I've had something similar actually - local speciality, not the amazing color - but I did wake up naked in a hayloft with a new tattoo, so we'll see where this goes.
[ chug, chug, chug, says the man who doesn't know what chugging is. but regardless, yuri plucks the cap off of his little pot and. well. it's somewhere between the "squeeze the tub until the shot falls out" approach and the "delicately loosen the shot with a nail" approach, but it gets the job done. ]
Still something slightly off about it. But the more you have something, the more you get used to it, right?
Seeing as how we all woke up half naked with new tattoos, I think that's a risk I'm willing to take.
[ picking up another one, he gives it a little squish. ] Besides, we're supposed to be indulging, aren't we? I think trying new things in excess is perfectly indulgent.
[ he'll try using his finger to loosen it this time instead of just crushing the plastic. ] I wonder if there's any limit, or if I can just keep summoning them over and over.
[ yuri looks at his own brand new tattoo for a moment. ] ... I'd like to think I'd know if I was drunk when this happened, but... [ eh. ] The space between agreeing to this and getting here is a bit fuzzier than I'd normally admit.
[ he picks up another pot and looks at it, like he's debating new and exciting ways to remove it from its casing. ]
That's what I was trying for. [ to molly's question. ] The color's right, the consistency's wrong, and the taste is likely very improved. [ gu yun has never licked ziliujin, because it would probably kill you and also taste gross? also like, why, what a waste of ziliujin.
jello shots, however! are delicious. ] I haven't tried to create anything else, just yet, but I imagine the results would be similar. In terms of kidnappings or vacations, I've had worse.
[ ???
anyway he honestly just sticks his tongue in it this time. round the edge and down the hatch. ]
I haven't even tried it yet. Maybe I'll make something even more exciting than snow lights and alcholic sweets?
[ who knows. maybe he'll just make something explode? ]
Hm? [ yuri's graduated to removing the lid off the shot he's just been holding like he doesn't know what to do with it. go yuri. ] More interesting than summoning alcohol out of thin air?
You’re welcome to try! I await your mastery of summoning . . . shit or whatnot.
[Anyway, thinking. Thinking!!!]
A game of bullshit. We take go around in turns. On your turn, you say a fact about yourself. The other two will decide whether or not it is the truth or a lie, and if they believe it is a lie you yell BULLSHIT! at the accused. If they’re correct and you were lying, you take the shot. If you were telling the truth, the accuser must drink instead.
[ there's a sudden, immediate clatter of markers before gu yun gets to say much to that - he doesn't jump, though instinctually, he bats the closest one to him away from smacking him on the head, sending it launching across the room. whoops. ]
What did you try to make! [ rip to the shot too, wow. gu yun picks up one of the spare markers, a thing he has never seen in his life, and gives it a wiggle. ] I think that game sounds incredible - let's. Care to start?
[Wow. Anyway, yeah. Of course it’s a way to get drunk and nosey at the same time. What drinking game isn’t. Anyway, sure. He’ll start, sitting up on his haunches, preparing the shot just in case.]
This coat isn’t mine. We were invited to do a show for the court of a local duchy and while the Knot Sisters were in the middle of the Zemnian Butterfly, I snuck into the bedchambers of the duchess, picked up her finest overcoat and leapt out the window.
[ hmmm. there's a pause while he apparently sorts through all the sordid and exciting tales of his life... or puts together an appropriate lie, who can say? ]
One of my... friends, I guess you could call her. She's a bit literal minded. Or just dense, depending on the time of day you ask me.
She went to the trouble of creating a spell from scratch to make boots taste like liquorice, just because I told her if she wanted a chance in hell of restoring her household back to nobility she should consider tonguing a few noble's boots in the process.
gu yun listens to yuri's tale, as he goes, thoughtfully, and then waves the hand holding the sharpie. ]
I'm charmed by the insult, and I don't know a damned thing about magic, so I'll say it's true. Am I the only person in this entire place who thought magic was just a fairy tale? I'm starting to get self conscious.
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Hm? Oh. It's fine. I know where all my stuff is. I can tell if anyone messes with it.
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Was it?
[ hm. ] It’s not like I have anything worth taking myself.
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[ but, valid. he feels the same! no white claw for gu yun, but he ambles over to go join molly, kicking off his boots like a good boy and not a heathen and dropping down. ] Speaking of, I've learned of a terrible substance, Molly - well, rather, the both of us did. Look, I can do a magic trick.
[ ahem. as he settles, with a flourish, he closes his eyes! all drama... and then starts thinking about manifesting ziliujin...
and
there it is.
a large four by four grid of bright purple jello shots. ]
Ta-da.
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Have I told you lately that my day always seems to rapidly improve when you're around?
[Immediately reaching over to grab one, though it takes him a second to figure out how to open it.
Jiggling it!!!! Ehehehehe.]
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This seems to be becoming your new party trick. Do they taste any better this time around?
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[ before he grabs one of his little jello containers and pops the top of it off. ] Only one way to find out, right? I've learned they're called 'jello shots', made of a gelatin and vodka, and apparently, the trick is to loosen it around the outside and then take it as you would any other shot.
Or, this. [ he squeezes the one in his hand, the plastic crinkles, and om nom jello shot. grape. delicious. ]
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Oh, wonderful. I've had something similar actually - local speciality, not the amazing color - but I did wake up naked in a hayloft with a new tattoo, so we'll see where this goes.
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Still something slightly off about it. But the more you have something, the more you get used to it, right?
[
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[ picking up another one, he gives it a little squish. ] Besides, we're supposed to be indulging, aren't we? I think trying new things in excess is perfectly indulgent.
[ he'll try using his finger to loosen it this time instead of just crushing the plastic. ] I wonder if there's any limit, or if I can just keep summoning them over and over.
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[He’ll take another one too, admiring the color.]
This is the stuff you’d said I’d taken a bath in?
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[ he picks up another pot and looks at it, like he's debating new and exciting ways to remove it from its casing. ]
One way to find out.
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jello shots, however! are delicious. ] I haven't tried to create anything else, just yet, but I imagine the results would be similar. In terms of kidnappings or vacations, I've had worse.
[ ???
anyway he honestly just sticks his tongue in it this time. round the edge and down the hatch. ]
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[What’s a christmas. Anyway, he’ll squeeze the jello shot in his hand for a moment before—]
Should we make this more interesting?
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[ who knows. maybe he'll just make something explode? ]
Hm? [ yuri's graduated to removing the lid off the shot he's just been holding like he doesn't know what to do with it. go yuri. ] More interesting than summoning alcohol out of thin air?
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I love interesting. [ gu yun, who never believes there's enough chaos in the world, decides immediately. ] What'd you have in mind?
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[Anyway, thinking. Thinking!!!]
A game of bullshit. We take go around in turns. On your turn, you say a fact about yourself. The other two will decide whether or not it is the truth or a lie, and if they believe it is a lie you yell BULLSHIT! at the accused. If they’re correct and you were lying, you take the shot. If you were telling the truth, the accuser must drink instead.
Make sense?
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...
... he's thinking on it. ]
Makes sense. So it's a way to be both nosey, and to get drunk. Efficient.
[ ......
there's a POP, and like... seven sharpies just fall straight out of the sky and on to yuri, who drops his jello shot on the floor. rip jello shot. ]
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What did you try to make! [ rip to the shot too, wow. gu yun picks up one of the spare markers, a thing he has never seen in his life, and gives it a wiggle. ] I think that game sounds incredible - let's. Care to start?
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My lights were better than that.
[Wow. Anyway, yeah. Of course it’s a way to get drunk and nosey at the same time. What drinking game isn’t. Anyway, sure. He’ll start, sitting up on his haunches, preparing the shot just in case.]
This coat isn’t mine. We were invited to do a show for the court of a local duchy and while the Knot Sisters were in the middle of the Zemnian Butterfly, I snuck into the bedchambers of the duchess, picked up her finest overcoat and leapt out the window.
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I was trying to summon some eyeliner. [ this...... this ain't it. ]
Y'know, that's just wild enough I'd believe it.
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[ even if he understood maybe half of the words in that sentence. it does sound like a fun time! ]
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Then he just takes a jello shot and downs it.]
Shit. I thought that was a rather good one. Alright. Who’s next? Yuri?
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[ hmmm. there's a pause while he apparently sorts through all the sordid and exciting tales of his life... or puts together an appropriate lie, who can say? ]
One of my... friends, I guess you could call her. She's a bit literal minded. Or just dense, depending on the time of day you ask me.
She went to the trouble of creating a spell from scratch to make boots taste like liquorice, just because I told her if she wanted a chance in hell of restoring her household back to nobility she should consider tonguing a few noble's boots in the process.
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gu yun listens to yuri's tale, as he goes, thoughtfully, and then waves the hand holding the sharpie. ]
I'm charmed by the insult, and I don't know a damned thing about magic, so I'll say it's true. Am I the only person in this entire place who thought magic was just a fairy tale? I'm starting to get self conscious.
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[As for Yuri’s story . . . ]
I would like it to be true, so I’ll let it live as well. Not bullshit.
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