Manly Drinking Times

[fierybluebird]

Who: Marco, Thatch, Logan, Namur, Roxas, Vyse, Chandra, Natsuno, and anyone else who wants in on this drinking game
Where: The Sun! And the Moon! And all the ships in between
When: Sunday May 4th, pursuant to this hilarity
What: MANLY DRINKING TIMES
Warnings: Ehhhhh ARRRRR For Rum. And drinking. And war. And fuck who knows what else, remind me to update if needed.
Status: OPEN!!!



Marco quickly set up a couple of kegs at the ready for the drinking party. Because it was just plain necessary, and a lot like old times. The last two weeks were still weighing on Marco's mind. War, Peace, phoenixes. Was it a good idea to really enjoy war so much? Was it a bad one? Maybe it was inevitable, so he might as well enjoy it. Like life, right? Or should he not encourage it just because it was amusing?

It was too much of a headache, that's why he was just going to drink.

He also set up some non-alcoholic drinks for Leanne and everyone else. Green tea, fruit juices, but they were all clearly marked.

Marco gave a quick piercing whistle. "OI SPADES! Roll call and drinking games!"

And maybe drunk board games, he would blame that on Ace though.

Comments

[bolincredible]

"Consider me rolled, sir!"

Okay, Bolin distinctly heard somebody say "games". Drinking games, true, and those were generally not usually his style, but the fact still remained that the ship seemed all set for something lighthearted. Some regular old pirate fun! And after opting to skip out on the big revenge bash (because... it was a big revenge bash), fun and lighthearted were pretty high up on his to-find list.

So he made his way on up to the deck, wound up with a mug of something he hadn't completely identified yet, and pretty much did the same sort of thing he'd normally have a lot of fun doing: namely, walking around being friendly. People having fun is fun. Simple truths like that would always remain. His feelings on rum, of course, were yet to be determined.

[fierybluebird]

"YO! Brolin! Over here!" Marco waved an arm with a giant grin on his face. Also he just nicknamed him based on being Mako's little brother. Let's be real though, if you're a man of brothers, this is the crew for you.

[bolincredible]

If nothing else, Bolin's always a man of brothers. And having a nickname was cool. 'Brolin.' Yeah. He returned the grin in full force, upgrading his pace from a stroll to a jog and heading Marco's way.

Nope, no chances to take that invitation back.

"Hey, Marco! I am liking the party feel so far. Very piratey." But he guessed that Marco would know how to do that to a crew. Experience won out sometimes. "What's the occasion?"

[fierybluebird]

Excellent. At least Bolin was the more easygoing of the two bender brothers. As for the occasion, Marco was trying not to outright tell everyone they were playing a drinking game about a rookie crew challenging one of their closest allies. "Getting off the island and far enough away with good timing!" Let the kid figure it out from there.

[bolincredible]

He would be the better one to seek out for easygoing. And as it stood, he was still left moderately confused. Good enough timing to... not get blown up or something.

Then again, Bolin figured there wasn't much of anything to worry about with that reasoning. Pirates, back on the ocean. That was good! (Never as comfortable as getting his feet onto solid earth, but still good.)

"Okay, sure. I'm not about to complain about everybody getting to have some fun."

[fierybluebird]

"Good, good, good man," Marco clapped Bolin hard on the back. "Are you planning on joining any of the drinking games?"

[bolincredible]

"Yeah, I think I am. I mean, I heard 'games' and I'm just a naturally competitive guy. It's the athlete in me." Honestly, between his own general interest and the warm reception now up on deck, there wasn't much chance that he'd pass on giving it a go.