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CARNEY PARTY 3; WILD WEST

Saddle up, partner. This New Year’s Eve, we’re heading out west!

The Carney house is decked out in a rustic Wild West theme. The place is covered in hay bales, mason jars, and cacti (even inside). Cameron greets each guest that arrives with a silver pistol that shoots paintballs. For dinner, a house elf catering company appears, cooking barbeque over a pit in the yard. There’s also plenty of alcohol - beer, liquor, wine, you name it.

HOW THIS WORKS

Everyone in the school is invited! As with parties Cameron has held in the past, the rules are simple: have fun, don’t make too much of a mess, and if you break something reparo it. The party starts at 6 PM, and anyone is welcome to stay the night and take the bus back to school from here in the morning.

Characters without costumes can pull an item from the costume chest, but once they pull, they’re obligated to wear it or risk mockery for being a spoilsport. There is also a mechanical bull riding contest out in the yard. The character with the longest ride will win a prize! You may do each of these up to three times, and I’ll keep rnging for them until 11:59 PM on 1/1.

There will be party games including truth, shot, or strip and spin the bottle/seven minutes in heaven.

» FOYER; COSTUME CHEST: Those without costumes are encouraged to pull at least one item from the chest set up in the foyer. Whatever you pull out, you have to wear! The chest is charmed so that you can’t see what you’ve got until you pull it out.

» LIVING ROOM: Have a seat on a hay bale! Or a regular couch.

» BACKYARD: The yard is surrounded by facades that mimic an old western town. There’s a heated pool and a hot tub, but the lows tonight are 21. Beside the pool, there’s a mechanical bull surrounded by padding. If you can go for the longest ride, you’ll win a prize!

» DEN; PARTY GAMES: The den has been set up for party games, including truth, shot, or strip and spin the bottle/seven minutes in heaven.

» BEDROOMS: Anyone is welcome to stay, but it’s up to you to figure out where, because Cameron isn’t organizing it. There are five unlocked bedrooms, plenty of couches and chairs, five full baths, and lots of floor space. Work it out.

» MIDNIGHT: Near midnight, Cameron encourages everyone to stop what they’re doing and come outside, where champagne and sparklers are handed out. The fireworks start about ten minutes til, crescendoing during the countdown, with a big finale at midnight. Grab someone to smooch!

» MORNING AFTER: Who’s hungover and where did you puke? Did you stick around to catch the bus back to school from Olympus?

» OOC - Questions, comments, concerns!

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Cliff's game! How could he not follow his fellow foxes?

Though she's inclined to harass Heathcliff directly about Fern, Hazel instead opts for: "What's the best way to make out with someone way shorter than you?"

Heathcliff twirls his very fake mustache in very fake contemplation and grins. "Well. All the ways to make out are good ways. But. When she jumps into your arms and you get to hold her up and close to you and everything might be the best. Unless she does it without warning and you don't catch her, I guess." He's maybe thinking of his first time playing Seven Minutes with Fern. He hadn't actually dropped her but she'd surprised him and it had...been a possibility.

"Gross." Hazel clearly does not think this is actually gross.

"You asked!" Heathcliff reminds her brightly. It's super not gross, Hazel.

"Would you ever grow out a real mustache?" The one he's wearing looks natural.

Heathcliff reaches up to twirl his fake mustache again. "Doubt I would, doubt I could, honestly. Seems like a ton of work and I'm not sure my facial hair could get like this even if I stopped shaving for the rest of the year." He shrugs his broad shoulders and looks at Ira and grins, "Unless you want to make a potion or something. Beard buddies?"

"Kinkiest fantasy?" Fern asks, totally straight faced, like she isn't trying to make him blush in front of all their friends.

Part of Heathcliff definitely knows that Fern is messing with him but with his sense clouded by intoxication and surprise, all he can do is gape at his girlfriend. "What? I...I mean..." He doesn't actually know what his answer would be but he's pretty sure he doesn't want to give it. Instead, he stops stammering and shakes his head and takes off his jacket instead. Nope!

Fern can't stop the shit eating grin from splitting her face. "Do you know, and don't want to say, or you couldn't say because you don't know?"

"So, are you in love?"

Heathcliff blinks and then his dark eyes turn briefly toward Fern before returning to London. He shrugs his broad shoulders. "I mean. I don't know, dude. I know I like her a lot. Like, a lot. But how do you tell?"

Edited (You did this to your own character, Cheryl. ) 2018-01-01 04:49 (UTC)

"Oooh," London coos, covering her mouth with her hand, like she can barely contain her excitement. "I think... you just sort of know? Like one day it hits you, and you're like, wow, there's no one else for me!" She leans in, like she's got a secret, and whispers, "Maybe some day soon, huh?"

Edited (This is nothing, I almost accidentally replied to fern with london) 2018-01-01 05:12 (UTC)

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