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 Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 7:57 pm
Party Point Count: 3!
Last Choice: C) SLINKIES. BRING ON THE SLINKIES.
As Ganyma finished his umpteenth serving of tasty, tasty soup, he looked happily at his other guests. After a while of repeating this— looking up and receiving the same woeful faces from the revelers and even the blackest stare from the troll that he had pricked earlier— he began to think that maybe… just maybe… that something was wrong.
What could it be?
Ganyma wracked his brain for the answer to this conundrum. Everything had gone as planned: the underwater theme, the balloons, the pin-the-tail on the musclebeast… It couldn’t have been the soup! I mean, really? Who doesn’t love liquid food? He decided that it definitely wasn’t the soup. Definitely not. Nope. He picked up his bowl and dumped the last of the serving in his soup-eager mouth before slamming it back down on the table and clearing everyone’s plates in deep thought.
After the mood of the underwater party had been dampened by the soupy silence, the energy just wasn’t the same. Trolls made idle chit chat, but overall seemed to be constantly be yawning, wandering around smacking their lips distastefully. Finally, Ganyma came to a conclusion about what the problem was.
It was clearly past everyone’s bedtime. They were all so tired of this wonderful party and its antics, that they barely could even stomach his delicious soup! Obvious! It was so obvious! Ganyma chuckled to himself. No use beating a perfectly dead horse – it was time to wrap up the party.
“Well, I guess everyone should leave now!” he yelled, causing everyone in the room to flinch. The party was over not a moment too soon. The trolls began to file hesitantly towards the door, some stuffing tiny shrimps in their pockets and tying the last of the balloons together and stuffing them under their shirts. Ganyma realized that he should give everyone their parting gifts before they started to take his actual possessions, and scrambled towards his box of goodies.
He chased down the trolls that were nearly out the door and handed them their gift baggies. “WAITBEFOREYOUGOHEREARESOMESLINKIES!”
Yes. Slinkies. There was really no logic behind this choice. Slinkies were just the s**t.
The beautiful and haunting swansong of this enthusiastic young troll’s first non-horrible wiggling day party would be the sound of springs endlessly falling down stairs. Unless, of course, they became tangled inside of themselves, creating a horrifying Mӧbius Strip. In any case, the memories would last a lifetime. Ganyma began to tear up in pride. As he watched his guests take their leave with giftbags in hand, Ganyma couldn’t ponder a better way to celebrate his special day. And slinkies were just the icing on the cake.
Wait.
Cake.
Maybe he should have served cake.
…
Oh well.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2012 8:20 pm
choice (b): cake for days
points: 9
Luscious, moist, with a hint of holy what the WOW. Even the tiniest sliver of cake brought on an outer worldly experience. At one point the young troll was speaking to the queen, which was quite odd due to the conversation taking place in the bathroom. " Why are you my toilet? " He inquired, only receiving on odd gurgling sound as a response. There was silence after that. Awkward, and enlightening. Touching even! He wept into her bosom, blurred eyes seeking for clarity. A flush. The flush of all flushy flushiness. " T-thank you....i... "
" Hey guy! THERE IS A RAINBOW MUSCLEBEAST IN THE MIDDLE OF YOUR HIVE GIVING ALL OF A RIDE! Lets..eat him? " An eager looking troll appeared at the entrance of the room, eyes unable to focus on anything particular.
Such a fabulous proposal! Without hesitation he departed, the thought of sinking his fangs into rainbow musclebeast quickly infecting his think pan. However, upon arrival what awaited him was a strangely arousing scene. Trolls were piling up on his newly acquired matesprit, shouting some nonsense, and biting the pathetic looking troll. Any another would defend their partner, but this was truly the most touching scene. A tragic end to their fickle romance. It would be one to write about during the morning, with his lusus guiding him. What other logical hobby could a lusus and their troll share?
It took a second for it to settle in his currently over imaginative mind that it was close to morning. While the thought of watching everyone sizzle away under their majestic sun, writing a terrible fanfic relating to his own love life was far more important. " Okay everyone! My funeral, I mean, my wiggling day party is DONE. Finished. Completed. " Further emphasizing was absolutely necessary, most of his guests seemed to be in their own world. " Uh, I went ahead and set up your gift bags a few days before the party. Its cake. " The word alone caught everyone's attention. Surely the time spent marinating in the bags only enhanced the flavor of the baked goods.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2012 8:58 pm
C) Slinkies!!!
Woah bro. He moved his hand and it sway in a rainbow color path across his face. That was like some funky cake there. He smiled and twirled lightly and laid down on the floor grinning from ear to ear. He wasn't sure if it was the cake or that he was just so happy that his ceiling was playing his favorite movie right now.....Wait. No. That didn't sound right. It had to be the cake. He stood up and watch the rainbow troll run around laying flowers all over his house. "Peace with you, man. Peace be with all." he yelled out happily.
He twirled around again and placed a flower in his hair and grinned. Peace today, tomorrow....and oh wait gift bags. Yes. He remembered those. He had thought of the best thing to go home with. Slinkies! They swayed to the beat and have funky colors. What else could make this party end with such a good beat. He ran to his kitchen where he had all the bags out and then ran back to the party room and laid them out. "SLINKIES, FREE FOR ALL!" he yelled still overly happy from the cake.
PTS: 0!
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 8:56 am
A) s**t's getting personal! 2 Points
It was a damn good thing everyone RND'd (Respond, Now damnit, of course) in advance. He had plenty of time to write the poems, take pictures of him with each friend in front of their hive......cut off locks of their hair as they rested.....so not creepy. If anything it would just show how much he friend-loved them! They would dump out the contents of their bags and their eyes would light up in glee as they saw the dedication of his friendship, he was sure of it.
Dear Drasil;
Some friends will give you their pity, others will give you their hate,
I'll always know our friendship is pale,
That much has been told by fate.
Whenever you feel lonely or frail,
If others should leave you alone with no ear,
I promise I'll always want to help and to hear.
He stuck out his tongue as he wrote, trying to think where to go from there. Hmm....the rhyming scheme should be ababccdded(repeat)e. So poetry was never what he was best at, but he wanted his friends to remember his party and feel special about what he gave them and special about how he felt towards each of them.
After he finished writing the lot he put each in an envelope with the names on each front. But what did it still need....there was something missing....it was not quite--
Now where did his lusus sneak off to? Ahh......perfect. Thankfully there was a short while that his lusus had thought he was a girl (What? He didn't want to check out a kid's junk! That's just dirty!) and he'd bought all the appropriate 'equipment' for a girl (Shut up, he'd been hopeful). He lipstick'd up his lusus and pressed each envelope against his toothy maw to leave an....almost attractive smooch on each.
"Woops.....did I get lipstick on your tooth? Ah well, it kinda looks cool."
He grinned as he scampered off to finish the goody bags.
(It should be noted that Pocky is the worst poet in the world 8I....enjoy the eye rapture...)
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 4:20 pm
For your gift bags... a) It seems that once again, you fail to reach across to your peers your true intentions. The bags are not a hit, instead, they prompt several trolls to move and change their names, in an attempt to avoid having to ever talk to you again. You don't see what the big problem is, it's not like you broke into their houses and left the gift bags in front of their recupricoons while they slept, right? And that would have been pretty easy to do, some of their security measures around their hive were just atrociously sloppy. Loose 1 point.b) Unlike a fine wine, cakes does not get better with age. You hear that several of your guests had to spend several days under the intensive care of their lusus after just opening the bags and smelling the stuff, and the one troll who actually tried the cake may never walk again. Fingers are pointed, blame is thrown, and you find out that your house has been put on the social blacklist. Looks like the only way you'll be getting visitors from now on is by knocking them out on the head and locking them in your basement. Loose 2 points.c) A week after your party, you notice that a lot of trolls seem to be carrying slinkies around. Then a hip and upcoming young band changes their name to The Slinkies. After that, a wave of art and music that takes your breath away pours out of troll society, all with inspiration drawn from the magical toy. Sculptures, plays, poetry, all praising the magnificent shape and form of the elegant slinky. It looks like you've inadvertently caused troll society to enter a golden age of culture! Gain 2 points.d) While most of your guests throw you dirty looks as they leave the party, after glancing in their bags, the next time you meet up with them they seem perfectly friendly. In fact, so friendly that a few burst into laughter just by looking at your face. You're not sure why exactly you've become so funny, until it gets back to you that a few of the crumpled up sheets of paper were from your trashed attempt at a romance novel. Throbbing Loveswept Quadrants wasn't exactly something you ever wanted to get out to the public, but now that it has, you've gained a solid reputation as a comedy writer. Gain 1 point.+2 bonus points! Please post your final scores before Dec 6th! Everyone who played through till the end gets +2 party points! If you scored -3 and below, your party was something that .... you'd rather not think about again. Maybe planning everything wildly at the last minute isn't your forte. Well, time to make some new friends, you don't think you'll be seeing your old ones ever again. If you scored -2 to +2 points, your party was ok! Sure there were a few moments that made you wince, but it looks like you managed to pull through with your dignity intact. And your hive intact. And well .. isn't that what counts? If you scored +3 and above, you feel pretty damn good about how things went! You might even say that your party was the most exciting event of the sweep! It would be a huge honking lie, but you'd still say it.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 4:39 pm
Welp, I ended at -2 points, but with the +2 party points for playing to the end, that puts me at 0. Hahaa, back where I started. C: This was super fun!
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 5:35 pm
Well below -3, especially since I missed two days. Oops.
Never not planning agaaaaiiiinnnn. My party involved lots of tears, lots of poop, and lots of no fun.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 6:07 pm
Welp! My luck was bound to end.
lost 2 points but gained them right back.
my final score is 9 points in total.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 6:14 pm
Well I ended up with +2 but with me playing to the end I'm +4! Hooray!
Super duper fun! :')
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 6:26 pm
Oh my goodness. I'm so proud of my sweet babby. crying
Through the sudden surge of the final round, I have ended up with a total of 9 points!
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 7:43 pm
-2 points, because I slept through the last round. Ahahaha... :'D
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 10:54 pm
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amicableAggressor rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-4)
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amicableAggressor Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 2:46 pm
you all get 2 event points for participating! thanks for playing wink however anyone who didn't post their final score doesn't get any points, yeah changed things up whatcha gonna do 3nodding rolling to see who gets to pick first for the tie ... even is sypon odd is lord zoamelgustar
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 2:48 pm
congrazzles for having the best parties! please post below what you'd like ~
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amicableAggressor Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 2:57 pm
oh jeez oh gosh oh /HEAVY BREATHING
i'm gonna have to go with the freckled red blood.
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