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!!!





Fast Travel Thread Links

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

Comments

[quizpersona]

Aren't you so grateful you're not the one to die? ...Does that make you feel alive?

( Gogol takes the gun back for his turn. He gives the revolver's barrel a lively spin for good measure before click... click it sounds off where it's pressed underneath his chin. He pulls that trigger twice and there goes two out of the six shots that should be in there. )

If the point is for me to die you could always turn the gun on me now. I prooobably won't dodge it this time. Pinky-promise!

( Implying he could try to. He hands it back. )

[opheliac]

It does, actually. What's the point of livin' you don't take any risks?

( and while gogol does his little route that might fear others; jinx doesn't flinch. not even in the slightest. in fact, she slouches more into her seat with her hands rest over her stomach. she doesn't take the gun back right away -- instead locking eyes with his for a moment then a shrug. )

You're right! I could just kill ya right now and have an upper hand on you.

( a beat as her eyes glimpse down at the gun; a slight nod up with her head. )

... If that thing had bullets.

( any amateur wouldn't notice the slight lightweight of a gun but jinx, having such an obsession with guns and bombs, she is able to spot a difference between a loaded and an empty husk of a metal. )

1/2

[quizpersona]

Whoopsie. I've been caught red-handed.

( and that's just about as deadpan as Gogol will ever sound. Which is to say it isn't at all, with his manic-ass, but it is too care free for him to have been surprised or ashamed of this turn of events. He chucks the gun over his shoulder like it isn't a dangerous firearm and there it goes straight through that bizarre portaling ability he has. Yeet as they say. )

2/2

[quizpersona]

Guess you'll have to get more creative than that if you want me dead.

( He folds his hands over his midsection and leans as far as his chair allows. Unbothered by the topic. Thriving even. )

[opheliac]

Oh, oh! — I have creative ways...!! Trust me, alreeeadddy got 'em in mind.

( she hunches over for her glass then a sip. )

Just not tonight. I'm in a good mood.

[quizpersona]

Oh? I can't take all of this anticipation. Tell me! Tell me.

( Infectious excitement and it's for all the wrong reasons. )

I'll let you know if I think it'll work!

[opheliac]

Sorry! Can't ruin the surprise for ya. You're just gonna have to wait it out.

[quizpersona]

Drats!! A surprise for me? You really really shouldn't.

[opheliac]

What can I say? I love bringin' welcoming gifts to my victims.

[quizpersona]

Me being the victim is such a novel and never before felt experience.

[ He clasps his hands together. ]

Do your best-- ! ...or else I might end up disappointed.

[opheliac]

Implying I want some sort of praise from you. What's important is that I win and you lose no matter what.