Teenagers Scare the Living Shit Out Of Me etc. etc.

[dyingtohealyou]

[Characters passing by the bulletin board may notice a new message tacked to it!]

Drinking party at the bar at 8pm. Under 21 only. Adults will be persecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Fun and games included, party hats optional. Don’t be late!

[Sure enough, there’s a gathering of teens (and maybe some not-so-teens?) to be found in the bar! While the posting mentions this is a teen only event, adults are in fact allowed as long as they are cool. OOCLY please be aware there are going to be teens drinking alcohol and possibly smoking! Also additionally, please let the teens/players have fun; again, adults are allowed but only if they’re cool enough to play along without snitching them out!

All party game top levels are going to be made under Ahito’s account but please assume ICly that Akira instigated/explained them! Once the game toplevels are up you can also post your own toplevels to mingle freely if you like IDK IT’S A PARTY HAVE FUN]

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[leewards]

[Ithaqua gives a shrug. He never really cared for the perception of others, though he has to try now because there's someone else attached to him. So while he's personally unaffected by the well-wishes, he looks up at Urianger, and gives his hand a pat.]

Seems you're satisfied with that answer?

[divineth]

[Urianger can handle the well-wishes! And since he's y'know, right here, he smiles at Ithaqua before giving a small bow toward Yamato.]

Thou hast my gratitude, Yamato.

[dadsandals]

Ah, um...

[ He didn't mean for this to happen but!! Good! Good for them!! ]

You're welcome.

[leewards]

[He brought this on himself when he tried to catch Ithaqua off guard with such a question.

Ithaqua is staring a hole at him, waiting until Yamato looks back... and then bares his fangs in a wide grin. Lil shit, thinking he could get one over his mentor.]

[dadsandals]

W-why are you staring at me like that?!

[ HELP??? MENTOR-SAN...please... ]

[leewards]

I wonder... what were you thinking when you asked me that question, hm? Genuine curiosity? A desire to see me embarrassed, or seeing gossip?