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Characters: Perseus, Tyche, Iphigenia, Triton, Ganymede, Pysche, Thanatos, Zeus, Megaera AND WHOEVER ELSE WANTS TO COME JFKLSJFKLDSJF
Date/Time: April 1st, 7 PM.
Location Rooftop of the apartment complex. (Hot hangout spot is hot.)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Alcohol, other shenanigans that may or may not occur.
Summary: Twenty questions on this particular day is, as far as Perseus and Tyche are concerned, the most brilliant plan ever conjured up. Sry2say, the invention of the wheel has to come second. Who knows, maybe this might develop into a little bit of Truth or Dare~?
The chairs looked simple, the smooth and flexible plastic ones that folded in half, but Perseus had had enough bad experiences with them for the time that he had been here to know that they weren't as innocent as they seemed. They were rather foul contraptions to begin with, so Perseus opted for the hard plastic lawn chair instead - a number of these being on the roof as it were for various reasons unknown, as he and Tyche had only brought up a few themselves for the set up. Along with the keg, though he'd been sure to bring along apple juice and other things to drink in case people didn't want alcohol. Like Iphigenia, for example. Perseus figured she wouldn't want alcohol, or he wouldn't let her, either one of the two would do well enough. Regardless, everything seemed promising - everyone eventually gathered on the roof, under the alcove in case it decided to rain, drinks were passed out...
Perseus peered at Tyche, and then Triton over the rim of his red plastic cup of beer, and grinned. "So," he began, "how do we decide who goes first?" He knew well enough the original spin of twenty questions in order to figure out what an object was, but he figured with the right amount of twist they could get more intimate than that. Revealing, if you would. Perfectly downright taking advantage of the fact that others couldn't lie, not that you were allowed to lie in the game to begin with, but there you have it. And really, if that got boring, they could always dive straight into Truth or Dare, because Perseus wasn't a picky game player to begin with.
Date/Time: April 1st, 7 PM.
Location Rooftop of the apartment complex. (Hot hangout spot is hot.)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Alcohol, other shenanigans that may or may not occur.
Summary: Twenty questions on this particular day is, as far as Perseus and Tyche are concerned, the most brilliant plan ever conjured up. Sry2say, the invention of the wheel has to come second. Who knows, maybe this might develop into a little bit of Truth or Dare~?
The chairs looked simple, the smooth and flexible plastic ones that folded in half, but Perseus had had enough bad experiences with them for the time that he had been here to know that they weren't as innocent as they seemed. They were rather foul contraptions to begin with, so Perseus opted for the hard plastic lawn chair instead - a number of these being on the roof as it were for various reasons unknown, as he and Tyche had only brought up a few themselves for the set up. Along with the keg, though he'd been sure to bring along apple juice and other things to drink in case people didn't want alcohol. Like Iphigenia, for example. Perseus figured she wouldn't want alcohol, or he wouldn't let her, either one of the two would do well enough. Regardless, everything seemed promising - everyone eventually gathered on the roof, under the alcove in case it decided to rain, drinks were passed out...
Perseus peered at Tyche, and then Triton over the rim of his red plastic cup of beer, and grinned. "So," he began, "how do we decide who goes first?" He knew well enough the original spin of twenty questions in order to figure out what an object was, but he figured with the right amount of twist they could get more intimate than that. Revealing, if you would. Perfectly downright taking advantage of the fact that others couldn't lie, not that you were allowed to lie in the game to begin with, but there you have it. And really, if that got boring, they could always dive straight into Truth or Dare, because Perseus wasn't a picky game player to begin with.