9th Inning

[freakinblur]

Hey, Kiku my man! How goes the electronics shoppin'? Find anythin' useful?


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Dude! Are ya ever comin' outta that garage? You makin' a nuke in there 'r what? I need yer help wit' somethin'.

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[Scout will stop by, delivering bar game equipment to your place. Playing cards, a dart board, a couple of extra pool cues just in case you picked up a table.]

Best I can do fer now. I'm workin' on pickin' ya up some extra booze too!

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[Filtered to all non-drones!]

Hey people 'a this borin' town! So this like, bunny chick has got a really sweet set-up in 'er backyard. There's a bar and a jukebox an' we're gonna rustle up some other stuff, too. I think that we need ta get everybody there fer a party! Eighteen plus! Sorry kiddies, ya had yer little get-together wit' yer school dance. Anyway, it's on Brady Lane, an' I think we should pick a day an' get as many people there as we can! An' do we really need an excuse ta party? Folks in this town need ta kick back more. Whatcha think?

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_{((OOC - I can start a log thread or an entry or something for epic party times if people want, but my newbie-ness wonders which I should do, if anything? Also Tewi-mun, I hope this is OK, if not let me know. X3 ))}

Comments

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Ha! Who says yer invited, jarhead? An' we'll have whatever kinda beer this town can rustle up. Which ain't much.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Listen here, city boy, and listen good. I haven't had a good beer since I got here. All they have here is piss water. If I'm going to drink that crap, I at least want to do so in the company of my fellow warriors. Got me?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He can't help but laugh.] I read ya loud 'n' clear, pal.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

You'd better, short pants. Because I'm going to be there. And I am going to be intoxicated. And if you try to throw me out, may GOD have mercy on your poor BLU soul.