HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR EEEEDDIIIIIIIEEEE!!

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Character Names: Open
When: August 28, 2010 :3
Location: Most of the first floor of the manor
Summary: It's Eddie's birthday!
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Mostly language ^^;





The Manor has gone all out for Eddie's birthday. There are black and red streamers that materialize around the dining room and parlor. A huge guitar shaped cake with thirty candles lies on the dining room table along with candy, cookies, and other deserts. There are party hats, noise makers, and black and red balloons. Everyone is invited of course and everyone is free to stay or leave as they wish.

Comments

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[Yessss, underage drinking has never been easier! She holds up the glass in a toast.]

To being held captive in the most fucked up mansion ever! Oh, and Eddie's birthday.

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

[Kio laughs and clinks glasses]

Yeah! To that and to Eddie-chan! And to the fact that these fights are almost over!

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[Clinks and downs almost all of the glass in one go.] Hmm... what else can we toast to? [Grins.]

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

How about art? And beauty? And friendship? That's three more toasts right there!

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[Gasp!] That's a great idea! That's like... three more glasses of toasting!

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

Sounds like an excellent plan~!

[Downs his glass in one gulp]

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[She reaches for the bottle and refills both their glasses.] Okay, what was it? To beauty!

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

Sure! To beauty!

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[And a sudden roadie reappears.]

If you two are looking for excuses to drink, how about a competition?

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[A wild roadie appears! Heather laughs.] A competition? I dunno, man, I bet I could drink you under the table.

[Clearly a joke, considering he is like 5 times her size. But she's not about to turn down a challenge.]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[Dare you try to catch the wild roadie? He chuckles a little at her joke. Though he's not going to turn down a chance at fun either.] If you think you can, you and I are gonna have a drinking competition right here, right now.

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

Ohoho, says the man who was concerned about my alcohol consumption at the prom. All right, buddy, you're on!

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

Woo!! Let's do it!!

[Two glasses and Kio's already turning red]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

You want in on the competition Kio? [Amused grin back at green haired man.

He turns his attention back to Heather to pipe up.]

Ey, that was different. This time we're somewhere safer so we can drink without worrying.

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

Suuuure, if you say so!

What should we use? Champagne seems wimpy for a drinking contest!

[want-a-chupa.livejournal.com]

Woo! Break out the hard stuff!

[Yeah two and a half drinks might be Kio's limit]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[Oh yeah, Eddie can already tell Kio + more booze is a dangerous idea.]

How about you stick to champagne man? You're already a little smashed as is.

Hard stuff for me and Heather. It'll be one hellva metal show down.

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

Helllssss yeah!

[Oh dear. This is going to end in Heather puking her guts out at about 4 am.]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

Lets get this shit goin'! [Fist pump on Eddie's part before he grabs a case of beer.]

[Its okay Heather, Eddie will hold your hair back. He has to since he's a bad influence.]

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[At least you take responsibility.]

Pffft, beer? What about like... Captain Morgan?

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

That's a good point. [He shakes his index finger a little in thought before putting the box down.] Hold on an let me go poke around for some.

[He returns a moment later with a box of Captain Morgan in hand. While his mun clueless just pretends its there at the party already.] Found it! Now all we need is a table an a coupla chairs an we can start this shin dig.

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[Heather runs and grabs paper cups to serve as shot glasses, since I don't think there are any around.] Line 'em all up in a row, on this table over here!

[Oh lordy, this is a bad idea.]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[Too late to turn back Heather. TOO LATE.

Especially since Eddie is setting the cups up now. Feel free to start the drinking since this mun doesn't drink.]

Here we go. You ready to get your ass kicked kiddo?

[hell-is-silent.livejournal.com]

[Heather, who's had experience with underage drinking, starts pouring about a shot's worth of rum into the aforementioned paper cups. This mun doesn't drink rum, because it is syprupy and gross and makes you very ill. So this is clearly a good idea.]

Pssh. Shut up and drink, Riggs. We'll see who's the winner.

[She's so going to regret this, but right now this is hilarious and fun so she doesn't care. >_>]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

[Oh Heather, have you forgotten Eddie's has his own fun time adventures in drinking. Since he was 14 years old to now at 33.

Eddie laughs at little at her jibe, readily picking up the paper cup and taking a shot.]

Your turn spitfire. Lets see if you can put your money where your mouth is.

[You're doomed Heather. This man is a tank.]