@blue_topaz
I’m not sure I know that one)
Maudie sneered. “No.”
I’m not sure I know that one)
Maudie sneered. “No.”
(Basically a hotel manager has ten apartments, then comes along a biker gang with eleven members, and they demand to each get their own room, otherwise they'll beat him black and blue. Then you draw ten apartments and eleven bikers on the paper and somehow there will be an even amount of bikers and apartments and then the hotel manager gets away with all his teeth He even showed me how to do it, but it still goes over my head)
Mozos growled and felt heat rise up in him, but stopped remembering his hand was still on Lavender's forehead. He ripped off a strip of his shirt and folded it, then soaked it with his own water powers and applied it to her forehead.
(how?! what…????????)
(I'll give it a try)
The riddle swirled through Lavender's brain as she lay there, paralyzed. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her stomach, and sat up, gasping. The pain was gone. She got unsteadily to her feet, swaying. "Polly… wanna cracker..?", she slurred, very much drunk.
Mozos stifled a small chuckle at her answer, and stood up, moving to support her." You really shouldn't be moving around so much. And I don't think that that is the answer."
Lavender slumped against the wall. "Patty… wanna cookie?" Maudie snorted. "This is pathetic…", the ghost muttered. Lavender burst into tears, tongue lolling. "I don't know.. ask the other one..", she slurred.
(That's a clue btw)
Mozos thought of what Lavender was saying while he tried to keep her from falling. Then it clicked and he turned to Maudie."Ask one what the other would say…"Mozos inwardly debated what could happen if he was wrong."And then go through the opposite."
Maudie crossed her arms, grumbling. "Fine, yes, you win Round Two."
Mozos looked over at Asura and the new person and saw that they were still bickering. Then he looked at the very drunk Lavender. He turned to Maudie."Is there any way we can request a five minutes before round two?"
(should we wait for the others?)
(Yeah we probably should)
(aaahhhh i wish i was here earlier i know how to solve that my goodness it took me like forever though)
sorry! I probably shouldn't've rushed through it ):
(no it's fine. we were watching Lonesome Dove in english for realism and honestly my class is way too invested now)
lol)
Matthias began poking at Asura's face. "Sparkly king~" Matt traced his finger lower to Asura's neck and began poking him there. "Flash for me again please~?" Matt began to randomly sob "Please Mr. Goldenbody?~" Matthias threw his arms around Asura in a sloppy, very drunk 'hug'.
(oh my)
Through her drunkness, Lavender managed a giggle. "You guys dating?", she slurred.
(ACK THAT WAS MY FAVORITE ONE!!)
Asura mumbled incoherent things, stumbling over to Matthias. "Can't we just sleep?" he said, already falling to the floor and draping an arm around him.
Mozos turned from Lavender towards Asura and the new person."Don't go to sleep Asura, we need solve the second riddle.'"
"How the fuck am I supposed to do that?" He mumbled into Matt's chest.
Lavender got shakily to her feet, and Maudie sighed, waving her hand. In a flash, everyone but Matt was sober. "This one's too funny for me to fix up.", she giggled.
(gotta go again you guys)
Asura frowned, confused, then realized what he was doing. He instantly pushed himself off of Matt and stood, fixing his hair. "This is exactly why I don't drink," he said, walking toward the others.
"No wait come back King Goldenbutt~" Matt pulled on Asura's clothes and clinging onto his body. "More hugs pllleaeaseeee~~~"
(aw bye)
Lavender curled up on the ground, breathing hard. With each breath her lungs throbbed, and she squeezed her eyes shut. "I just drank."
Mozos stood up and dusted himself off. Ghosts… just ghosts.
"No," he said firmly, pulling Matthias off of him with a sigh. Despite himself, his golden aura grew a tad bit brighter. "I just have one more thing to do, okay? Then you can sober up and we can talk."
(I'm back, anybody here?)
(Can I join?)
(YEE YEE)
(Ok here's my character: Michael Gray )
(he has narcolepsy and insomnia??)
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