memesmemes ([personal profile] memesmemes) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2014-08-18 09:11 pm

dinner party meme.

~DINNER PARTY TIME~

You're at a dinner party. Who is throwing it, or if you're throwing it - that's up to you. These things always, when the wine is flowing, end up dislodging old family grudges, friendship feuds, and sometimes, even general good spirits. There's always a lot to do - so, how are you going to spend your evening?

01. >> Socializing?
02. >> Cooking?
03. >> Hosting the dinner?
04. >> Avoiding said dinner?
05. >> Killing the vibe!
06. >> Just chowing down.
07. >> PARTY GAMES!
08. >> Hanging around in the kitchen being a menace?
09. >> Drinking away your sorrows in the lounge?
10. >> Drowning your issues in the foyer?
11. >> Making out with a convenient individual on a balcony?
12. >> Raiding the liquor cabinet and making an escape to the pool house?
13. >> Or just generally making an escape?

rangerrick: (pic#8167460)

Rocket Raccoon | Guardians of the Galaxy | OTA

[personal profile] rangerrick 2014-08-19 10:38 am (UTC)(link)
Party crashing and free food, Rocket's not one to complain.
seekingcrocodile: (I don't think so)

Sometimes I can't help myself

[personal profile] seekingcrocodile 2014-08-19 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[He went to a lot of trouble for this party. Okay, well, the hosts did, but he helped. Sort of. He stood there and stayed out of trouble. He's not letting some raccoon make off with the appetizers.] Oi! Get away from there, you rodent!
Edited 2014-08-19 15:20 (UTC)
rangerrick: (pic#8167466)

[personal profile] rangerrick 2014-08-20 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The table was too high for him to reach even with the help from a chair, so Rocket makes do by standing up on the table to pick through the appetizers. Oooh, the food is delicious, and he's happy to fill himself up with everything and anything he can get his paws on.

He doesn't seem to give two shits about whom these things belong to. It's when he hears someone calling him a 'rodent' that gets his fur to bristle in rage The bowl of shrimp cocktails are dropped on the floor, as Rocket looks at Hook with an angry stare.

The bristling Rocket starts to march along the table, and he pushes over another bowl of food to the floor.
] Who's you callin' a rodent?! And, I've got half a mind to tell that I ain't no rodent.
seekingcrocodile: (at your service)

[personal profile] seekingcrocodile 2014-08-20 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
You clearly are. Raccoons are rodents. [The fact that the raccoon is talking doesn't seem to faze him. If magic can make monkeys fly, then why can't it make animals talk?]
rangerrick: (pic#8167458)

[personal profile] rangerrick 2014-08-21 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ Rocket's not taking this well, and he snatches a fancy crystal punch bowl from the table. He hefts it up over his head, and he growls at Hook. ]

HOW DARE YOU? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? [ He barks out. The punch bowl is thrown to the ground. ] ... Call me rodent again, and I'll tear your arms from your body, mate.
seekingcrocodile: (binding wounds)

[personal profile] seekingcrocodile 2014-08-21 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
That I'd like to see.

If you're not a rodent, then what are you?