It's a party. What kind? That depends on you!
"I'm bringing pizza and 90's rock CDs. What are you bringing to the party?"
"I'm bringing pizza and 90's rock CDs. What are you bringing to the party?"
“A Bong and a Lid of Michoacán.”
"I wouldn't mind whipping up some food for everyone! Got any requests?" Sunny flashed a vibrant grin, eager to showcase her cooking skills for any and all potential party guests. She wasn't sure how she even ended up at a party, but she supposed anything could happen, here in Forum Game Town... So why not embrace it and bring nachos?
“20lbs of Confetti, those tiny little colored round paper pieces that clog drains and vacuum cleaners. Those you will still find after 6 month of intense cleaning and you say ‘THAT was a HELL of a party’ and throw them again and again and again” Max laughs, knowing exactly he’ll find some at home from that party he had last year….
"A makeshift bar, which I will be happily manning and slinging drinks to all the little misfits. On top of the bar, in place of a tip jar, a large fishbowl of condoms. Safety first."

*Sees said fishbowl.*
"Balloons!!!"
*Grabs one, opens it, goes to blow it up, then breaks the fourth wall.*
"Don't judge me. You would do the exact same thing, and you know it!
*Blows it up and ties the bottom, then hands it to Gandrell.*
"Here ya go, bartender guy!"
"Balloons!!!"
*Grabs one, opens it, goes to blow it up, then breaks the fourth wall.*
"Don't judge me. You would do the exact same thing, and you know it!
*Blows it up and ties the bottom, then hands it to Gandrell.*
"Here ya go, bartender guy!"
Lifts a sculpted eyebrow at the girl handing him a blown-up condom. Rather than taking it he smirks and offers her the bar rag. "You have some lube on your lips."
Lydia leans against the makeshift bar, amusement dancing in her sea-green eyes. “The only thing I’m bringing to this party is an attitude.” Those glittering eyes turn to Gandrell. “And an argument.”
Before she started, she looks over at the girl holding the balloon and the rag. “Chapstick works better than lube. Unless it’s flavoured, of course.”
Before she started, she looks over at the girl holding the balloon and the rag. “Chapstick works better than lube. Unless it’s flavoured, of course.”

(Ahh, damn it I love this place.
)
*She grabs the rag and wipes her lips.*
"Why the hell would someone put lube on a balloon?"

*She grabs the rag and wipes her lips.*
"Why the hell would someone put lube on a balloon?"
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