A DAY IN THE MERRY DRUNKEN LIFE OF TOGA PREFECT

[buywithme]

Who: TOGA PARTY PREFECT And YOU!
What: Since I don't think drunken frat Prefect is quite up to constructing an actual post right now? OPEN SPAM/LOGS!
Where: All over the barge!
When: During the flood
Warnings: Public lewdness, drunkenness, possible nudity and possible stupid drunken injury.

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO TOGA!

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DINING ROOM

[buywithme]

[Hmm, to eat or not to eat? On the one hand, he's kinda hungry. On the OTHER, food soaks up alcohol and he doesn't wanna ruin the intoxicated mess buzz he's got going!

Maybe he can find some food to eat later. In his come down period.]

Re: DINING ROOM

[fanged_aleera]

'Just you know whyyy...'

The panda wants you to decide on that cheese, Prefect.

BUT WILL YOU CHOOSE WISELY?

DINING ROOM

[buywithme]

Prefect considers the cheese. He CONTEMPLATES IT.

Then he goes for a glass of orange juice instead.

WHATCHA GONNA DO ABOUT IT, PANDA?

Re: DINING ROOM

[fanged_aleera]

The jug is slowly picked up, contents unceremoniously dumped over Prefect's head.

AND SMASHED INTO RAZOR-SHARP SHARDS UPON THE FLOOR.

Re: DINING ROOM

[buywithme]

Well, now you've unified the two great frat boy loves of the Toga Party and the wet t-shirt contest. Thanks Pandaleera!

Unfortunately, Prefect is less grateful. He has a brief moment of lucidity.

"This is because you're a bear, isn't it?"

DINING ROOM - LOLOL!

[fanged_aleera]

Pandaleera responds with a tactical shove of precariously-stacked food products, letting them fall with a mighty topple. It's like the Mafia and waking up with a horse's head in your bed.

Except with dairy products.

Is it mere coincidence that a scotch egg gets kicked at his feet, impaling on the broken glass? Or perhaps... Perhaps a message... A mocking one.

DINING ROOM - LOLOL!

[buywithme]

Prefect is feeling MENACED NOW. MENACED AND AFFRONTED. As the scotch egg rolls towards him, Prefect backs away. He doesn't need to fight this battle.

Re: DINING ROOM

[fanged_aleera]

Another unsatisfied customer... The panda's work here is done.

Or at least, it is after she hurls a tub of the cheese at his head. After which, the music starts back up and she begins to meander away.

"...why you and I..."

FEAR THE MIGHTY PANDALEERA.