[open] IT'S TURKEY DAY

[puppetfetishist]

Who: Bro Strider AND YOU
What: Bro thinks you should celebrate American Thanksgiving, for America. There is fried turkey and beer, as God intended.
Where: Over a sanddune from Jack Noir's Hobostraveganza, ie, in the Ocean Zone on the beach, because fuck November.
When: THANKSGIVING DAY DUH

Comments

near the turkey obvs

[memorymodus]

[ staring at it

what is thanksgiving she didn't celebrate this!!!!!! ]

[puppetfetishist]

This, kid, is a miniature dinosaur. You cook it... and then you eat it.

[memorymodus]

Where do you even get miniature dinosaurs? How did you cook it?

[puppetfetishist]

From space, same place you get everything else. Anyway you drop 'em in hot oil and fry the bastards.

Sniffin' around down the shoreline

[rustigedraak]

[ Ladon likes the beach. He also likes sunning himself on the beach. Which is exactly what he's doing until...

There is a smell.

An amazing smell. Better than chicken, better than sheep, better than burnt pancakes and the other messes of charcoal he's used to eating.

He rolls from his back onto his stomach and decides to go investigate the source of this amazing smell. Thanks to leaving his wearable at home (it's kind of a pain to manipulate in this form anyway), he has no idea about Bro's dinosaur plan. ]

[puppetfetishist]

[Heavens to betsy, that's a dinosaur

granted, Bro's been around long enough to know that yeah, a lot of them are sentient around here, so best to be careful. ]

Aiight, sup. If you're here for the party and you can talk, you're welcome to some turkey. If you can't talk, I'mma cook you.

Just sayin.

[rustigedraak]

[ Glare snort. He shakes his head. What is with humans and eating things? Especially big, potentially lethal things?

He's not about to give away his identity by talking, though. So instead he sits and gives the host a deviant look. I dare you to try and eat me, human. Spoilers, dragon tastes awful. ]

[puppetfetishist]

[He gives the dragon a looong stare

looooooong stare

he's p sure he can take this guy

but that said it also seems to be giving him a Look.]

Aiight. Fair 'nuff, broseph.

[notyourutopian]

Eleanor arrives a bit late, in a black skirt and white blouse, while balancing two bowls on each arm, with peas, corn, brussel sprouts and (slightly watery) mashed potatoes. She'd spent a couple hours figuring out what exactly constituted a Thanksgiving Side, and then attempting to make it.

It had been a mixed bag, and no one was ever allowed to ask about the stuffing. Because it didn't happen.

[puppetfetishist]

"Aw man, perfect," says Bro, sweeping in, as usual, out of fucking nowhere. "Man, Eleanor, this is great. Hey, lemmie take some of that off your hands, right?"

He swoops in and in a flash he's got two bowls and he's going to put those on the table.

"Thanks for comin down."

tagging from my phone

[notyourutopian]

Eleanor was so focused on her balancing act she almost dropped everything when he swooped in. She handed two off, looking rather relieved. "Thank you."

She followed after him, setting the other two bowls down. "I cannot promise the potatoes are very good."

thweet.

[puppetfetishist]

"Eh, I'm sure it's fine. People here ain't that picky about food, I think," he says with a smile.

OPEN!

[duplicitas]

[ natasha's standing a little removed from the festivities, watching the goings on. she's holding a beer, which is opened, but she hasn't sipped it yet. ]

Re: OPEN!

[usavatar]

[Steve drifts over to join her, holding a glass of water himself.] Agent Romanoff. Getting to know our... fellow POWs, I guess?

[duplicitas]

Something like that.

[ oh steve, you and your water. natasha looks faintly amused. ]

Enjoying yourself, Captain?

[usavatar]

[He gives the question probably more thought than it should need.] ...Yeah, I am.

[There's some faint surprise in it.]

OPEN

[originaljoe]

I'm not sure if this log is american enough.
Joe had been looking forward to the next time there was a party and this definitely seemed like the right kind of place for him. Beer, food, the beach, it was beautiful. He had also come with the ultimate side dish; Jack Daniels.

OPEN

[chttrbox_recon]

[Oh hey it's been a while! Jun claps a hand on Joe's back in way of greeting, trying to keep mindful of his strength.]

There need to be more reasons to party like this, yeah?

OPEN

[originaljoe]

Joe nodded and let out a laugh. "Oh you know it. So much shit happens that we need times like these to relax."

He paused for a moment before holding out one of the bottles of Jack Daniels. "Want some? I've got plenty."

[chttrbox_recon]

Sure man, thanks!

[A whole bottle? He might actually feel something!He doesn't hesitate in taking a drink and whooo that stuff is potent.] Yeah man, I could get used to this whole relaxation thing.