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a) CANDY

After struggling to cope with the loss of most of the things he owned, he couldn't help but feel proud and successful that his invitations looked like real pirate maps to real pirates. He hoped they would stay for the party, but they didn't reply on their way out. As they walked out, he just shouted "Yeah Okay see you at my party then later yeah??" and watched them fade into the distance.

So . Coooool.

Hopefully no one notices the missing things. Hopefully his party guests come back, for less stuff more candy. Which now littered his hive in bowls and cups and in neat organised piles. everywhere you'd look there was candy; even in the bathroom where you might be expelling too much candy you ate from earlier.

Everyone likes candy, right? Well, he sure did! He was glad the pirates didn't steal hi stock pile of candy (He guessed to a pirate it wasn't as exciting as ale?) he'd been saving for weeks for the occasion.

As he looked around the room he grabbed a handful of hard candies and shoved them all into his face at once. He made a horribly twisted face, as he didn't notice they were sour candies. He enjoyed them none the less, and went to get a drink while he waited.

A] Candy, candy, errywhere.


Noxxor Sacrin was not going to have hungry guests at his party. Oh no. He'd stuffed every fake corpse, every real corpse, and every dish in his hive with candy and other treats. This was going to be an amazing party, no question about that. Plus one of the best things about going to parties was getting to take home all the snacks from said party, so he wanted to be extra sure that there would be plenty to go around. Okay... maybe there was a bit too much to go around, but he figured it was better safe than sorry, especially since his lusus kept finding the candy and eating it.
Once all of the candy was in place he made sure to put all of the scavenger hunt clues in their proper places... maybe with a few booby traps, too. Hey, it wasn't a proper death themed party if dead things didn't rain down on unsuspecting party goers that pulled the wrong lever, right? He giggled to himself and waited by the door for the guests to arrive. Noxxor was absolutely sure this was going to be the best wriggling day party ever. Hopefully.

Party Point Count: 2

D) Atmosphere!

The seadweller winked at him! Ganyma couldn’t help but blush bright teal. He buried his face in his small hands as the seadweller took his leave. What a compliment! And to think he did this all by himself!

Ganyma puffed out his chest with pride and turned to his other guests. They were a motley assortment of trolls and a few watchful lusi (this was a kid troll’s party, after all!). They seemed to be recovering from the tension of having the highblood in their midst. Needless to say, the young tealblood didn’t seem to notice. He grinned from ear to ear, nearly vibrating.

The metallic foil and bright accents of coral accoutrements really did add something to his drab hive walls. Maybe he should keep his decorations up for a while! They certainly did add a nice atmosphere to the place, though Strochio would probably tear all of it down after the guests left. He took a long moment to appreciate his handicraft, but soon realized with dismay that something was missing.

“AAAH!! I forgot!” Ganyma shouted suddenly, slapping his hand abruptly onto his forehead. “I forgot the water! That’s the best part!”

He hopped over to a highly conspicuous looking rope in the middle of the room. It was connected to a panel in the rather worn-down ceiling, and appeared to be a part of the building rather than a party decoration. Ganyma gripped the rope and firmly tugged.

Boosh!

The panel dropped down on a hinge. The guests of the party had little time to react before hundreds and hundreds and – how many balloons did this kid blow up? – of blue balloons rained down upon their heads. It was a veritable tsunami of latex! Ganyma laughed proudly as his small hive was filling with the favors, in some places waist high.

Ganyma could spot his lusus’ head zipping through the blue wake of rubbery bubbles like an angry periscope. He could feel his own fluffy hair standing up on end, electrified with static, and he giggled with delight. Taking a deep breath and plugging his nostrils shut for dramatic effect, Ganyma dove under the pile of balloons to find the (now submerged) snack table.

A) Food, snacks, bowls in every room

Oh. Uh. That wasn't quite what you had in mind with this party.

Anxious, the little troll hurried to his lusus for assistance. It had come to him with those options before and he picked, but maybe this time he would listen to his lusus instead of being so pushy about it!

"We don't have a lot of time before they get here! What should we do?" Biting his bright, yellow nails, the child shuffled on his heels, looking as if he might pass out from nerves.

Calmly, dutifully, the lusus naturae raised its head and gently bumped skulls with the troll child to reassure him. It rose and scuttled around, investigating and looking back over its shoulder to the child to make sure he was paying attention. Eventually it nodded in the direction of their food space and urged the child to strain his gander bulbs so he could see the problem here.

Among all of the decorations and party favors, there wasn't any food! There would be so many trolls, maybe even a few wigglers, not to mention their lusi probably waiting around out on the lawnring if they were too big to join them inside, they would all go hungry! This would not do, not at all. Luckily, his lusus thought ahead. It opened the door of the thermal hull, which was filled to the brim with all sorts of tasty snacks! Grubchips, Beetlepies, even cotton candy! He and his lusus made sure to fill up ALL of the bowls in the hive, all of them, and spread them out in every nook and block available. Food for the trolls, food for the wigglers, food for the lusi, no one would be going hungry this way and that meant even if the party itself was a bust they'd stick around for the free food!

Points: -1

A) Candy and food!

No! The precious beetles! Why did they have to take his precious beetles? Raspel stared at his emptied stash, slumped over in a perfect ORZ of despair. Where did those hooligans come from?! How did his invitations make it into the hands of actual pirates? Who was the guilty note-passer? Well, now it was too late. He'd been looted. He was going to be just scraping by for a while...

What was the next step? Right! Food! Food made a party a party, and much to the surprise of some of his friends, Raspel was a very good cook. He set to work baking up giant grubloafs that were bound to feed a great many guests. There were also what the lower classes called "heated canine tubes" but what those of his class and higher called mini hot dogs. He also made sure to set up platters of crisped grub skins and various dips. Raspel had considered adding a little slime to the dips to thicken them slightly, but decided against it. Despite slime's possible uses in troll cooking, it really wasn't that great of an idea to use something you slept in in your food. And besides, he didn't need it! When it came to cooking and recipes, there was no beating Raspel. He was simply the best there was.

Your invitations have gone out, and you've prepared your hive for the onrush of trolls that will most likely drown you in compliments and popularity. But are you done preparing? No. You are the most excellent host ever, so you've been planning a few party games to throw. What have you got lined up for your guests to laugh themselves sick over?

a) Pin the tail on the musclebeast is an ancient partying tradition, passed down by the ancient oracles of fun. You're not sure where this classic game originated, but it's hailed as the one game no event can survive without. Sure it's used a lot, but with such a winning formula, why wouldn't it be?

b) You've been waiting for a chance to showcase your new flarp epic that you've written in your spare time. Although you've had to shorten it considerably, and it's now more of a light novelette, you think you can work in parts for a full hive of trolls. They will be swept away on a tide of adventure!

c) You're getting older, and you need to start putting kiddy games asside. You need mature adult games for the mature adult troll that you are totally going to be one day. You need spin the bottle. Ok, a few trolls might not be on board to play, but they're just a bunch of wiggling babygrubs.

d) What's a cool game that everyone loves and all the troll kids are chatting about? FIDUSPAWN!! Sure the rules are a little confusing and no one's quite sure exactly how to win the game, but with heart pumping action and exciting host plush impregnating, who needs to be a winner?

Next choice is on Nov 27

For your party decor ....

a) You really should have thought this through. While you are completely prepared for hungry trolls, you neglected what happens after they've digested all the delicious food. Soon there are fights breaking out for the ablution block, and you have to end up rationing the waste receptacle paper. For a while, it seems as though your party is about to break down into total anarchy before you make a quick run to the store for more supplies. Lose 1 point.

b) Your guests quickly learn that you are not a host to be messed with, and treat your hive with the same care and respect as they hope you'll treat them. At the end of the party you haven't had one single item get broken, the dishes are stacked neatly in the kitchen, and all the uneaten food is in the garbage or the fridge. You barely have any cleaning up to do! Gain 2 points.

c) While covering every inch of your hive in towels and soap sounded like a great idea in theory, it ended up projecting the wrong kind of atmosphere for a party. The conversations are stilted and awkward, and trolls keep their drinks clutched to their chests, uncertain of if they'll get yelled at for putting them down on anything. After a hour or so, one of your guests snaps and tps the entire outside of your hive, before running off into the night, screaming. You never see him again. Loose 2 points.

d) The balloons arrive not a moment too soon before your party, so you don't really have a chance to check them before guests start to arrive. While at first the party seems to be struggling, with trolls slowly getting angrier and angrier at the balloon strings that keep tangling in their horns, you eventually decide to sacrifice decor for fun, and start passing around the balloons as tools to get that enjoyable 'helium voice'. Mirth follows, and you've dodged a bullet. Gain 1 points.


+2 bonus points!

C) Spin the Bottle 0 points

Well....the balloons went over well! He knew it! Admittedly for completely different reasons and they seemed irked by them at first....but hey, everyone had fun making goofy voices and that was good enough for him. He was just relieved everyone was relaxing over his mistake. Obviously he knew there wouldn't be any other mistakes at his perfect party. No strings would hold HIS party back!

But the games....well he could always go for little wiggler games for little diaper-poop grubs.....but no way! He was way too big for those now, they'd be playing games like 'Have you Ever' or 'Truth or Dare'....but as soon as his lusus left the room he pulled out the bottle. He totally wasn't friends with diaper-poop grubs, they'd be so down for it!

The bottle was placed in the middle of the room as he looked around, surveying the looks from his friends. Either they'd love the idea or be terrified of it....but what better way to scope potential flirting material? Or something like that...