Party Rock Anthem only it's played on kazoos

[sacrificialpawn]

[Oscar is a practiced master at Coping (tm) in the face of things he would prefer not to address in any sort of healthy or rational manner. After the events of yesterday, he's somehow getting the feeling that he isn't the only one, which means that in his mind there is only one thing to do: this translates to yet another Walmart booze heist (even larger than the original), a few side trips to amass snacks because RIP his kitchen, and some haphazardly erected decorations in one of the spare rooms to try to at least give off something of a celebratory atmosphere... but let's be real here, this is just Misery x CPR x Reese's Puffs + alcohol.

Sunday morning will find handwritten notes tucked under everyone's doors inviting them to a party that evening, snacks and drinks (that particular word underlined a couple of times, just in case people didn't pick up on the meaning of "party") provided gratis.

There's alcohol, there's soda for the minors, there's plenty of junk food to eat, and there are a whole bunch of other people who are also Going Through It. What better recipe for a party could you ask for?

... don't answer that.]

Comments

[sacrificialpawn]

[He's here and he's having a great time, thanks for asking! And he's deep enough in his cups that there is absolutely zero danger of him not being honest...]

[holeful]

[He hasn't really talked to Oscar so he has to examine him a moment.]

You give off too much of an alpha male vibe for my tastes but objectively you're at least 70 points.

[sacrificialpawn]

... a what?

[Those were words, but they mean absolutely nothing to him...]

[holeful]

Oh... Like... like you're the kind of guy who's effortlessly popular with everyone because your physically fit and conventionally attractive? And very masculine.

[guffawsungraciously]

...

[Hmmm... he kind of cocks his head...]

Closer, I think. But not quite.

[the tits are big. but there's something missing....]

[sacrificialpawn]

[That gets a quirked eyebrow and a tilt of his own head in response.]

Hm? Closer to what?

[THROW HIM A BONE HERE, HE'S DRUNK--]

[guffawsungraciously]

...Perhaps... you are still a bit too boyish in the face. Yes, that may be what I am looking for.

[divinevoid]

Easy on the eyes for a red head. Though, I believe if you loosened up and committed a few crimes, that would enhance your image by far.

[ Honestly, they do think he's committed some already just by virtue of being with this group. They are just messing around. ]

[sacrificialpawn]

[THAT earns a very, very entertained laugh.]

What, arrangin' this whole party doesn't count for anything? I happen to be an expert at loosenin' up!

[He may also have committed crimes in acquiring the supplies for it, even!]

[nyaxed]

[Is this more than a little bit teasing? Yes. Is it also a little more honest than he would usually be, on account of The Booze? Also yes. Anyway-]

Ten outta ten.

[sacrificialpawn]

[Look, he can't ask for honesty and not be prepared to accept it coming from other people too!]

Hahaha, I'd be hurt to hear anything else by now.

[It's teasing right back, but also, hm. HE'S a little more flattered than he expected to be.]

[ungratefuloz]

[That makes two of them, at the rate Dorothy's going through wine--]

You are quite easy on the eyes, you know. Not for me personally, but I can objectively give you an 8/10, if nothing else.

[sacrificialpawn]

[Look, it's a party, you can't be sober! Oscar organized this with the entire intention of not being sober!]

Haha... people here keep sayin' they bet I'm a hit with women, so thanks for givin' me some evidence to back that up!

[He spends 98% of his time surrounded by guys thanks to work, and Fiori is Fiori...]

[reallyfishy]

Ya ain’t fer me, but I bet ya get girls fallin’ fer ya on the regular.

[sacrificialpawn]

Ah... yeah, sometimes. 'M too busy to even think about somethin' like that, though. Military stuff and all.

[There are also a myriad of other reasons why not, but!]

[is2g]

[ hmmmmmm.... not said in a bad way but also?? ]

Ya really doin' shit like this, huh?

[sacrificialpawn]

[Hi Wolfwood, you're only spared from being draped on because of your arm. Small mercies?]

Does that mean you're not playin'?

[weepingclown]

[He takes another sip, straightening up a bit and pointing at Oscar accusingly.]

With the way you flaunt your body, is there even a point to giving you a rating?

[hiccups]

[sacrificialpawn]

[That actually draws him up short for a moment, and he just sort of blinks.]

"Flaunt"...?

[It only makes sense to unbutton your shirt while training?? You can't swing a sword when it's buttoned up all the way?]

[saltofthesea]

[ The angry birb energy Lark is giving off right now probably says everything and nothing all at once. ]

[sacrificialpawn]

[CAN'T SEE YOU RIGHT NOW--]

[crosswired]

[very funny to come back to this after he bails the next game but

he just gives oscar a once over and kind of waggles his hand a little. Ehhh not quite it.]

You'd have to be blind not to notice your bravery, at least.

[sacrificialpawn]

[RIP Vakama, sorry you had to learn about kissing--

... ah. There's a slight shift to Oscar's expression at the words, his smile fading somewhat.]

"Bravery" isn't exactly the right word for it. I'm a soldier... puttin' my life on the line is what I signed up to do. You don't last long in that line of work if you're afraid of gettin' hurt or killed.

[He thinks of Sister telling him to take better care of himself, and how he'd retorted that soldiers can't treat their bodies like they're made of glass.]

[noirge]

I'm a little jealous how fit you are.

[ How does one get a tank build? Twinks wanna know. ]

[sacrificialpawn]

[That actually gets Oscar to laugh.]

I don't work out every day for nothin'. Gotta be consistent about it or you won't see any results!

[Also, like. It helps that he's just Huge.]