entrancelogs | Blame it on the Goose, got you feeling loose

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Blame it on the Goose, got you feeling loose

Who: OPEN
Where: Throughout the Mansion
When: June 1st - 3rd
Rating: Likely M by some point.
Summary: A catch-all post for party games and other drunken group shenanigans during the BIOTA event.
The Story:

[ Three days of extreme boozing amongst a large group of people is unlikely to remain peaceful for very long. So have a catch-all mingle post for fun, games, and -- of course -- even more alcohol.

I put up some "game" threads to get this party started but feel free to contribute with your own ideas as well! ]

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"Oh...right." Shinjiro hiccups a couple of times, raising his hand and pointing in John's general direction. "Dare."

Hmmm. John has to pick something good. Something amazing, in fact.

Damn, it'd be so much easier if he knew this guy! He has no idea what his weaknesses are! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Do a handstand!"

Sure, why not. He's only completely hammered. No big deal.

Yes, no big deal. Anyone can do it! Anyone except Shinjiro.

But he attempts it anyway. He uses the side of the couch for balance, but before he can hoist his legs up into the air, he just kind of sits there on all fours and looks woozy.

"I forget...no..." No, don't help him, he's got this.

Mustering all the focus he can in his clouded head, he adjusts his weight and manages to get his legs up in the air. However, they promptly fall the other way. His legs are on the empty spot on the couch, while the top of half of his body is draped over the side and on the floor.

John just. Giggles for a bit. Wow, that was pathetic.

"Um, good enough? Hehehe." He does his best to hide how much he's giggling at the guy's expense.

"Uh, so, yes. My turn? Give me a dare!"

"Dare? Okay..." Shinjiro remains where he is as he thinks up a good dare for the kid.

"Dress down to your shorts, and run to the kitchen for some snacks."

John blushes a little, but it's...not the worst dare he's ever heard, anyway! Plus, everyone's super drunk so it's not like they'll remember, right? That's how that works, isn't it? And he can go super fast with the windy thing.

Yeah, okay, pants and shirt are going off. Whoo!

"Be right back!"

John takes off, the rush of air as he flies to the kitchen refreshingly cool agains this embarrassment-heated skin. He returns quickly, two bottles in each hand. Predictably, the kitchen just gave him some more cider and root beer.

"I did what I could on the 'snacks' front."

Setting the bottles down, he wriggles back into his clothes as quickly as possible.

"That wasn't so bad!"

Shinjiro is still lying on his back with his legs on the couch when John returns. He looks very surprised; how long did it take him to get there and back?

Then again Shinjiro doesn't even know what time it is to begin with.

"...Did you *hiccup* cheat?" Maybe there were snacks on the other side of the room...

"Cheat?" John furrows his brow, confused. "Um. No?"

What does he mean? How could he have even cheated at this?

...Oh!

"Oh, no, I went fast 'cause I can fly. That's all, hehe."

"You can fly?" Shinjiro blinks, pushing himself completely off the couch to lie on his back.

"I wanna see."

"Okay."

John proceeds to hover.

Whoa. The kid is really floating there. Shinjiro slides his arm beneath John's feet, just to make sure this isn't some sort of trick.

"Holy fuck." This is some sort of miracle. "I need to lay off the booze..."

"Well, I can do this whether you drink or not, so." John shrugs.

Shinjiro rubs at his eyes. "You sure? Flying around ain't normal..."

"It's a power I got in the game we were playing back home. So, um. It's normal for me?"

"That must be some game, damn it. Y-you can stop floatin' around." Darn, the buzz is fading. "...Whose turn was it?"

"Kay." He drops. "It's your turn, though. Truth or dare?"

Time to change things up a bit. Shinjiro's a little dizzy from sitting right side up. He climbs onto the couch and leans on the armrest.

"...Truth."

"Hmm." Again, he wishes he knew more about this guy, but he'll make do.

"Have yooou ever...looked at porn on the internet?"

That's suitably embarrassing, right?

"...yeah."

That makes him shiver. Horrible, horrible memories. ~~But it was worth it~~

"Hehehehehehehe."

He's so embarrassed! Success!

"And I'm never watchin'em in the dorm again."

He wraps his arms around himself and shivers again. Mitsuru can be a cruel, icy mistress.

He finally finds the sobering up to be painful, so he goes to grab another malt beverage from the table before they proceed with their truth or dare duel.

"Alright...pick your poison."

"Truth?"

Come on, alcohol. Shinjiro must be starting to develop some bit of a tolerance to the liquor. It takes more and more each time to get loopy and, at the same time, pain- and discomfort-free.

"What's the worst thing you've ever done?"

John bites his lip. That's actually a really hard question.

"I...I guess. Hurting Vriska, probably."

It's the most recent guilt, at least.

In turn, it seems he picked a hard question to throw back at him.

"That your girlfriend or something?" He can relate to the guilt, all too well. Unfortunately, he went farther than just hurting someone, though it was all accidental.

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