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[bottecellie]

The Hangover Meme

Last thing you remember you were having a couple of drinks, now you're waking up... Where? What the hell happened last night? Why does the small of your back hurt? Why is there a monkey in the room? Why is Kate Perry's "Last Friday Night" playing on the radio? Piece it all together, because you weren't alone for the ride. Anything and everything could have happened last night, but if you look for the clues, you may be able to figure it out. The problem is... Do you want to know?

These rules are very loose, do whatever feels right!
→ Post with your character (Name and canon in the subject bar).
→ People reply to your character with their own (CUES ARE OPTIONAL!!; roll or choose from the offered list if you wish, as many times as you want).
→ If you wish to roll for cues, the original poster can do so as well.
→ Try to figure out why you have "Bait Master" tattooed on your back.

Optional Cue List:
1. In A Weird Place: A strip club? A gay bar? A sushi restaurant's supply room? Wherever it is, it sure raises a lot of questions about how you got there.
2. A Picture Says A Thousand Words: Maybe you think to check your phone, and you notice that there's some new images saved on it. Maybe they're hilarious! Maybe you'll wish you hadn't looked...
3. Inked: Whoever it was who convinced you that a neon-colored cutie mark would make for a bitchin' tattoo needs to be excommunicated. Or maybe worse, you got a SWEET tattoo of a sunglasses-wearing skull with sneakers... but it's on your face.
4. Hair-Razing Experience: Why does your head feel so odd? Maybe it's more than the hangover; it might have something to do with your hair being a bit different than you remember it. Maybe it's not there. Maybe it wasn't bright neon blue last you remember. Maybe you didn't have any before, but suddenly you're Fabio! It's pretty weird either way.
5. Fashion Mistake: Okay, maybe you wound up in a temple with a bunch of Buddhist monks, considering you're wearing one of their robes. Or maybe you went to a football game considering you've got a cheerleader uniform on. Or maybe things are weirder than that. You probably don't want to know why you're wearing the mascot's uniform.
6. Total Wardrobe Meltdown: Worst case scenario. Your clothes aren't just wrong... they're gone. Maybe if you're lucky, at least your companion is the one wearing them.
7. Who's that?: Good news everyone! You find yourself in a bed. Bad news, who the heck is that next to you?
8. Fought The Law (And The Law Won): Apparently Officer Jones didn't like the things you called him last night, because he's glaring at you pretty hard from behind those bars... Oh wait. He's in front of the bars. YOU'RE the one behind them.
9. Additional Baggage: Is that a monkey in your room or a baby? Either way, you can't just leave it. Well, you could probably leave the monkey, but why would you?
10. Hog Wild (DIY Drunk Shenanigans): Who the hell knows? Maybe you started a riot. Maybe you robbed a bank. Maybe you saved the world! It's a mystery to everyone! ... Well, actually it's probably only a mystery to you. Everyone else will probably remember it forever.

WE'RE NEVER DRINKING AGAIN. Until next Friday Night~...

Comments

[sebasher]

[Nope, too busy ripping these up one by one.]

I suggest you go back to sleep.

[That's right. Go back to sleep. Right there on the floor.]

[mistersex]

[ they probably leave the bedroom and the photos are ALL OVER ]

This side of the floor grew hot.

[sebasher]

[Oh god. PROBABLY.]

And need I remind you that you have legs?

[He glances down at the floor briefly, grimacing at a fresh stab of pain in his head.] Although, the question remains as to if they'll work at the moment.

[mistersex]

[ there is just a grunt as he rolls over to the cooler side of the floor. much better. ]

Possibly. I'll figure that out later.

[sebasher]

[Your voice is really grating on his nerves today, Jim. Can't you handle a hangover like a normal person and sleep it off?]

Since you're awake, maybe you want to see your masterpieces. [Untorn photos fluttering right down to you. Because obviously you took them. There is no one else. No one else.]

[mistersex]

[ AND WHAT ARE ON THESE PHOTOS he wonders as he feels them land on him ]

You sound annoyed.

[sebasher]

[JUST RIDICULOUS THINGS, really. Hats. Maybe false moustaches. Anything you want. Sebastian is bound to be annoyed either way.]

Do I? Would you prefer some other emotion? Because I'm sure I'm incapable and it's all thanks to this headache.

[mistersex]

There's aspirin in the bedside drawer, don't be so picky.

[ gosh you are so fussy, sebastian ]

[sebasher]

[He is a poor bb and his head hurts, okay. Don't blame him. Look, he's being good and nearly ripping the whole drawer out to get to the asprin.]

Who's being picky? And whose idea was it to go drinking last night anyway? [His own, likely.]