We're wide awake now, our eyes are wide open. We're running this world, we keeping it turning

[opheliac]

Who: EVERYONE ON THIS DANG SHIP!
What: IT'S A PARTTTYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When: last week of april before more shit happens.
Where: rischie
Warnings: PG-13??? alcohol is definitely involved, teens being teens, drunk people or doing bad decisions??? who is to say!!!





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★ ENTRANCE.
★ THE DANCE FLOOR.
★ AT THE BAR.
★ GAME AREA.
★ DJ TABLE // PRIVATE WITH JINX
★ LOSER CORNER.
★ THE FOOD TABLE.
★ KARAOKE.
★ OUTSIDE RISCHIE.
★ WILDCARD.

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GAME AREA

[opheliac]

( not really a dancer? that's A-OKAY!! and why? because there are games to entertain you in this party. there are various arcades, a pool table, dart board, playing cards, beer bong, and extra switches gaming consoles to play with your friends!! try not to beat your buddies too bad. they might be a sore loser. )

[makesomedeals]

The party atmosphere is not really Maximilien's thing. He owns a secret club but that's far... sleezier than a teenage kegger. Still, it's not like he has anything better to be doing on this ship other than mourning the damage to the knees of his suit pants from being shot. Thanks MB. Fortunately sitting at a table completely hides that from view so that's where he is.

He has several decks of cards, chosen for having the least damaged edges, and he's shuffling them with practiced ease, bridging the deck at the end with the cards fluttering into place, the gentle sound pretty much drowned out by the noise of the arcade machines and the constant music.

Dealing out a hand to himself and the house he glances up, white diodes of his eyes (and the seven red lights in his forehead) extremely visible in the darkness of the room, "Care to try your luck?"

[decohere]

She quietly watches the shuffling of cards, mesmerized how easy he makes that look.

And then blinks in surprise at being invited to join. Had her staring been that obvious? Ava flickers a bit as she moves closer, fingers curling over the back of a chair. "Oh. Sure. I don't have much to lose."

[makesomedeals]

He shrugs expansively, "None of us do it seems. I brought some of the chips from the casino, but in all honesty there's not much to wager."

There's no reaction to the flickering, Sombra does that enough that he barely notices it anymore. At least Ava's isn't accompanied by loud music or purple sparklers. In his mind that's a vast upgrade.

"I'm told the stores don't even accept money, though I've not tried to purchase anything."

[light_mischief]

It could be that Skulduggery is always prepared for anything, no matter how world-endingly huge or laughably small. It could also be that Skulduggery saw Maximilien sitting at the ready to gamble, had a fantastic idea, left the party and then came back.

Either way, at some point between hands, Skulduggery does indeed appear by the table, settling into the chair opposite Max with his customary grin.

"Maximilien, good to see you," he says, the picture of Irish goodwill and cheer, "And good to see that you're a gambling man. What's the game?"

[makesomedeals]

He is completely unaware that the current grin that Skulduggery is sporting is far more sinister than his normal grin so he nods politely, unaware of the disaster that is awaiting him.

"I wouldn't say that. I own a casino, however; Omnics are not permitted to gamble. Not by my choice, obviously." His voice is as disdainful as it gets. It's not as if his ability to calculate probabilities and count cards would actually benefit him in any statistically significant way. There's 2,598,960 possible hands that can be dealt in a 52-card deck and even he can't keep track of that many probabilities.

"Poker most likely, not that we have anything relevant to bet. Though I did manage to walk out of the casino with an entire bucket of chips. No one seemed to mind."

[skaikru]

"...I don't know how to play."

Which, while factual, hasn't done anything to drive Clarke from hovering around the poker table and tracking the way he shuffles cards with the perfunctory smoothness of spent rifle casings flying out of a semi-automatic weapon. It also does absolutely nothing to prevent her from drifting closer to the table, fixated first on the handfuls of playing cards, putting names of face-card values, and eventually dragging her eyes to match white diodes with burning blue irises.

Most importantly, a lack of knowledge doesn't keep her from sitting down opposite him. Elbows on the edge of the table, arms crossed in front of her. Body language awfully defensive someone about to ask for card lessons, and pointedly never expand on why the sudden urge to learn how to play has become so pressing within the last month.

"But I can be a quick study."

[makesomedeals]

"There is no better time to learn than here where there are no monetary stakes. I obtained some chips from the casino, but with no way to cash them out, they're no better than the plastic they're printed on." He sighs, the thrill of the big monetary win is really what makes card games worthwhile. The sound of the chips as they're shifted to one player or another, the clink of them as they're cashed out...

He picks up a single chip from the bucket he has next to him, flipping it through his fingers thoughtfully. There's something odd about how she's sitting there, like she's been forced here against her will. But he won't remark on it, for now.

"There's several variations, is there one in particular you'd like to learn?"

(Lucy)

[scarredhorns]

Lucy can't help but stare for a moment. As someone from 2003, Maximilien's a pretty advanced robot for someone of her time period. She shrugs and nods.

"Sure, why not. There's no money here, so I've got nothing to lose." Plus she's already dead back home, so she truly has nothing left to lose. She's actually only heard the names of various card games, not the exact rules, but she was about to see how quickly she could learn.

"What game are we playing?"

[makesomedeals]

"The lack of money is extremely unfortunate, not having stakes does take some of the charm out of this." He's managed to get a bucket of chips from the casino, but with nothing to back them up they're not much more than plastic discs.

"Poker. Blackjack. Anything else would need more than two players. Have you played either before?"

[techniques]

[Once Reigen has gotten his drink from the bar, he'll check out the game area, and sure enough, he can't help but be curious about the guy with all the lights glowing from his forehead here.]

... I could consider it. What are we playing?

[makesomedeals]

Blackjack or Poker, whatever suits your fancy.

There's no stakes so, its a perpetual high rollers table.

[wimdy]

[ late, but...!! let's at least meet this intriguing omnic before murder island.

venti does love his vices though alcohol is definitely more his choice than gambling. still, he's pretty familiar with card games or others! and doesn't this player look intriguing? venti helps himself to a seat opposite max, head atilt in curiosity, a small catlike smile. ] I sure would, I'm feeling lucky! [ no, his luck might just go terribly. if not in the game, then with everything else. ]

What game, and what stakes?

[makesomedeals]

[He nods politely as the other sits across from him.]

Let us see if that luck holds. Poker, Blackjack, whatever suits your fancy.

[And as for stakes...]

Currently nothing, I have some chips from the casino but seeing as how there's no money here, they're about as worthless as the plastic they're minted from.

[touchofcashmere]

You know what this party needs? A little action. [Stede might be slurring his words a bit as he's had quite a bit to drink and by the very long twirly glass at his elbow, he's not done]

Anyone up for darts? Loser has to do something embarrassing.

[scarredhorns]

[Lucy would play just to see the look on his face when he loses, feeling pretty confident. And she's got a little trick up her sleeve...]

Sure. Hand me one.

[touchofcashmere]

Sure. But watch out, I'm mad about this game. [not that he can see straight but a little more booze should fix that right up]

Take your best shot.

[thinkfirst]

[ Flynn really wasn't even going to come to the party. He's still sort of reeling from Jenny's departure, from everything they learned: has been holed up in the library or his makeshift room, or making notes in the heat of the sun on deck.

But the flyer appears, and Yuri is so excited and a chance to be social and let loose does sound nice after everything, and so Flynn drags himself there, acquires a grapefruit juice from an only-somewhat-judgmental bartender, and... mingles.

Watches, really, and talks with a few people until he ends up over by the games, hears a challenge, and. Well. Flynn's never been able to ignore a challenge. His eyes flick up, and he smiles very slightly at the invitation, stepping forward. ]

It's been a long time since I played anything like this. You'll be at quite the advantage.

[ Bring it, in other words. ]

[gummyhabits]

( gummy's not really one for dancing, honestly. and she feels a little sheepish with so many people, even if it would be nice to make friends... so gummy has made her way to the games! ... she's sure she'll see mizuki around sooner or later. catch one bear girl playing on the switch! )

... Oh! They have Mario Kart!

( because mario is universal. clearly. )

(Lucy)

[scarredhorns]

[Being from Japan, Lucy definitely knows Mario, but not Mario Kart.]

They had a racing game for it?

[It's entirely possible that her orphanage's video game collection had the first Mario Kart released in 1992, but Lucy hadn't been much of a gamer in her childhood. Plus the boys who bullied her had a tendency to hang around the video games, so she had stayed far away.

And were those bear ears? Or were they just part of the other girl's hairstyle? Lucy's own horns could be mistaken for cat ears.]

[wimdy]

[ venti's checked out the games at the arcade on the ship but... maybe he's only questionably decent at some of them, if they're not shooters. he's surprisingly good at those.

racing though, he hasn't tried before. but he kind of has an interest in games now, he'd totally try! he taps cheerfully at the screen, offers a smile at gummy. ] Whoa, these karts look rather cute!

How do you play?

Pool Trick Shots

[pineapplesalmon]

Pool, you say? It's been a while. César's out of practice. But he's a scientist that has studied the laws of the universe and has very good hand eye coordination. When was the last time he really got in front of the pool table? University?

He's found one of his own, and thus, he's just... trying various simple trick shots ((warning: sound in respective tricks links)).

This one misses, but only at the end. "Almost. Still good for being years out of practice."

[ruinously]

"Damn close, though," Dean says, having been watching from not terribly far away. He's hustled pool ever since he could remember, but he was just as out of practice when it comes to any kind of trick shot.

"Try it again."

[lightconductor]

"I didn't know you played," Watson says, coming up behind César. He's on... let's say it's his third drink. The only reason he doesn't immediately put his hand on the curve of César's lower back is because internalized homophobia. "Though by the looks of how close that shot was, I certainly cannot compare."

Old-fashioned games with Sarge

[worthallthis]

Sarge has no interest in alcohol, and the dancing has him more baffled than anything else, but the losers corner feels awkward and uncomfortable, so he finds himself drifting through here, staring at the arcade games with a little frown before settling at the dart board and watching the pool table out of the corner of his eye.

His aim is unsettlingly good with the darts, even when seemingly distracted.

He can be talked into pool if anyone wants to set up a game, and when he tires of darts he can be found with a deck of cards laying out a solitaire spread. "I don't know how I know this," he tells anyone who comes to talk to him. "But I think I can play a bunch of card games."