[Log || 004] Empieza and Aeolipile

[mostattitude]

Who: Hazardous Materials
Where: Isla Empieza first, then sailing to Aeolipile Isle!
When: 4/1 - 4/28
What: Picking up new crew members and recovering from the Navy battle! Plus shenanigans.
Warnings: DRAGON!!! But no, nothing really. Probably.
Style: Any!
Status: Open if you're on Isla Empieza and want to hang out!


This is our April log of awesomeness! Date your threads accordingly and probably include a location. This is the plan for now:

4/1-4/10: Hanging around IE, grabbing Cynthia, STUFF.
4/11-4/15: Sailing to Aeolipile!
4/16-4/28: Aeolipile craziness.

HAVE AT!

Comments

[mostattitude]

Probably because there's a drinking age in our world.

[Pointed look.]

I don't know if you've noticed...but we're not in our world. Besiiides, it's not like he'll ever know.

[waywithmachines]

Yeahhh but I dunno, Raph. I don't think it's a good idea.

[mostattitude]

[Rolls his eyes.]

Look, I'm not planning on ending up like Drunky McGee down there, I'm just curious! Come on.

[Nudges both glasses meant for Donnie closer to him.]

This is what you get for being all lame and stuff by yourself at the end of the bar.

[waywithmachines]

I am not lame and stuff. I'm... doing... things.

[oh forget it. And it was-- if Leo was doing it... and if it was just once to experiment then.... well.]

Okay but just this once.

[takes a tiiiiny sip] BLEH! How can anyone drink this stuff?

[mostattitude]

Doing lame and boring things.

[He grins when Donnie caves and watches carefully as he takes a sip, which is immediately followed by a bark of a laugh at that reaction.]

Aw, what, not good? [Eyes his own glass.] Can't be that bad...

[And so, of course, he takes a huge gulp.

And promptly makes a face.

But forces himself to swallow without coughing or gagging.

He speaks in a croaky voice.]

.........See? Totally fine!

[waywithmachines]

It is not totally fine. It's as far from the realm of totally fine as it's possible to be. This stuff will kill your liver, you know. It will rot your brain. Do you want to turn into Gan Nang? [oh wait, maybe he shouldn't have said the last part out loud. Still, it was true and Mikey didn't drink.

Well today.

But just to show Raph that he was perfectly capable of being just as much of a badass, he'll drink it all at once and twitch a few times, his tongue lolling out]

Not... [bangs a fist against his plastron and coughs] not bad at all.

[mostattitude]

Hey, Ning-dude is cool. [His voice is still a little hoarse, and he clears his throat.] He's a real pirate.

[Watches Donnie toss back his entire drink, whoa, and his eyes widen.]

Uhh...

[WELL, can't let the nerdiest turtle of the group out-drink him, of course -- which means Raph is quickly snatching up his drink and downing the remainder of it.]

...Woooo. Ahaha, it's— [COUGH HACK.] —totally not!

[waywithmachines]

You know... Actually... [man is it warm in here or is it just him?] It's... not so bad when you get...used to it. [tosses back another. Cough cough splutter. Getting used to it was definitely a priornitiy]

[mostattitude]

[Reaches for one of the shots he'd set down earlier.]

Kinda grows on you, right? S'not a bad taste really. ...Haha, snot. That'd be gross.

[Gulps down the shot.]

[waywithmachines]

Please don't talk about snot when I'm drinking.

[that's gross. He'll grab a third shot and toss it back and then shiver from his toes up to his head]

Wow! Wow! That really hic gets to you.