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pawnstorm2016-04-19 06:01 pm
convictionary) wrote in pawnstorm2016-04-19 06:01 pm
[open] Oh shit it's finally that poker log.
Who: Gaius and various and sundry other people.
When: 4/17, late in the afternoon, with the sun setting like a giant tomato sliding down the wall and the wind starting to pick up.
Where: Graupera
What: A bunch of people play poker. Basically there's a mingle log going on.
Rating: Fuck if I know. Rated T for teen? Probably drinking, swearing, and maybe some violence? People are stripping? Who knows. I'll update it as things wind along.
[And so it was that the brave Heroes repelled the enemy and got showered by praise and love and other things. These 'other things' ranged from the valuable and useful (cinnamon buns, jewelry, friendly gropes) to the useless (locks of hair, used underwear, cheap clothes that were given in gratitude but also in a thinly veiled attempt to advertise their business.)
And some of the latter was unfortunately too valuable to just toss right away, and too useless to want to keep. Some of it ended up in this room.
'This room' was a room that everybody passed by at some point when they went between their rooms and the outside world, and was currently occupied by a Gaius and probably a couple of other people who're in the process of starting a poker game and would be occupied by people who'd show up with more shit to add to the pile who'd want to shoot the shit with their fellow Hero away from the adoring masses outside. The stakes are the useless bric-a-brac they ended up picking up in the last 24 hours.
...]
(Essentially, this is a 4/17 'fuck we're tired' mingle log with poker in which if you're not already in the game you just post a top level that's like '[rolls in]' and get rolled into a katamari or you can PM me or something...look, we'll figure it out.)
When: 4/17, late in the afternoon, with the sun setting like a giant tomato sliding down the wall and the wind starting to pick up.
Where: Graupera
What: A bunch of people play poker. Basically there's a mingle log going on.
Rating: Fuck if I know. Rated T for teen? Probably drinking, swearing, and maybe some violence? People are stripping? Who knows. I'll update it as things wind along.
[And so it was that the brave Heroes repelled the enemy and got showered by praise and love and other things. These 'other things' ranged from the valuable and useful (cinnamon buns, jewelry, friendly gropes) to the useless (locks of hair, used underwear, cheap clothes that were given in gratitude but also in a thinly veiled attempt to advertise their business.)
And some of the latter was unfortunately too valuable to just toss right away, and too useless to want to keep. Some of it ended up in this room.
'This room' was a room that everybody passed by at some point when they went between their rooms and the outside world, and was currently occupied by a Gaius and probably a couple of other people who're in the process of starting a poker game and would be occupied by people who'd show up with more shit to add to the pile who'd want to shoot the shit with their fellow Hero away from the adoring masses outside. The stakes are the useless bric-a-brac they ended up picking up in the last 24 hours.
...]
(Essentially, this is a 4/17 'fuck we're tired' mingle log with poker in which if you're not already in the game you just post a top level that's like '[rolls in]' and get rolled into a katamari or you can PM me or something...look, we'll figure it out.)