I scream, you scream, we all scream.... we ALL scream...

[ilovepuppies]

Who: EVERYONE
What: Fourth of July sucked, we're having a make-up ICE CREAM SOCIAL
Where: The ice cream speakeasy
When: RIGHT NOW
Warnings: Food fights? IDK


Everyone finds a slip of paper slid under their door one morning:

ICE CREAM SOCIAL

8 PM

THE PASSWORD IS SWORDFISH

If you come to the speakeasy at the allotted time, and give the very completely top secret password, you're in. If you've never been to the speakeasy before, you'll find it stocked with tons of ice cream flavors and maybe definitely some alcohol. Star is already here and she has an entire table full of every topping imaginable, including, like, 500 different kinds of sprinkles.

...Some of them might just be straight up glitter. This is Star we're talking about after all.

[OOC: IT'S A MINGLE LOG. get in losers we're stuffing our faces]

Comments

Star | OTA

[ilovepuppies]

A: At the start of the party

[Star has a head start in building the ultimate ice cream sundae. At least, there MIGHT be ice cream under all of those jimmies and chocolate chips. She waves excitedly to anyone who comes in.]

HI! Glad you could make it! It's all dessert here! No murder or evil masterminds!

B: Hours later...

[Hubris, thy name is Star Butterfly. She managed to eat her monstrous mountain of sugar and cream, but at what cost? She's currently face down in an empty bowl, groaning occasionally]

I regret everything.

C: WILDCARD

[If you wanna catch her at any other time??]

B

[kindaruledatit]

[.....Steps over and gently lifts Star's face out of the bowl.]

Man, Star. How much did you eat?

[ilovepuppies]

[There are jimmies stuck to her face.]

One scoop... every flavor....

[kindaruledatit]

[....Gently picks a few off her face.]

Seriously? ...Wow, Star. That's pretty hardcore of you.

Probably... shouldn't do it again. Wow.

[ilovepuppies]

Did you SEE how many there were though? How could I possibly choose?

[kindaruledatit]

I dunno? Flip a coin? Start with the first one you see? Maybe not eat until you almost explode? Just an option, I mean.

[ilovepuppies]

But I gotta know which ones are the best! Definitely not the wasabi flavor, that's for sure.

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[Eclipsa is just chilling with several dozen scoops of chocolate ice cream, each with its own variety of toppings splattered all over it. She's already finished three and she's munching down on her fourth.]

I have an addiction!

[ilovepuppies]

[See, overeating ice cream runs in the family!]

Which chocolate is the best chocolate? White chocolate? Chocolate mint? Chocolate banana blast??

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

Oh, why pick and choose when they all go so well together?

[kindaruledatit]

[Wendy's here, of course. An excuse to get out, and all the ice cream she could want? She's there. She'd always wanted to see a speakeasy before.

Of course, she's busy at work over here, making possibly the biggest ice cream sundae you've every seen. Nuts and chocolate, the whole shebang.]

This is going to be the stuff of greatness.

[She's been working for ten minutes.]

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

Goodness, dearie, you certainly seem to have quantity covered. I do hope the quality pays off.

[kindaruledatit]

[Just holding onto that chocolate bottle.]

Hey, so am I! Worst that can happen is the flavors don't match.

[She's got vanilla and chocolate, for the most part.]

How's it going, uh, Star's grandma?

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

Well, no, the worst that can happen is that you accidentally summon a creature of another dimension with chocolate sauce. But the odds of that are pretty low! And besides, maybe the creature is fun at parties.

Pretty swell, actually! Didn't get murdered, so. [Fingerguns.] That's a nice surprise!

[kindaruledatit]

....Oh, wow, didn't even think of that. Yup, that'd be new, even for me.

[...Adds more chocolate. YOLO.]

Hey! Me too! Y'know, I kinda thought something would have tried to kill me by now. But nothing's ever managed to succeed, yet. [shrugs] I guess I'm too awesome to die.

[allknowledgegoodknowledge]

[CTHULU EMERGES FROM THE SEA- no she's fine, live that life.] Throwing caution to the wind! Very good intuition my dear.

Well, I'm glad to hear it. Dying does sound like a bit of a downer.

..."Too Awesome to Die" would be a very good name for a band.

[kindaruledatit]

[COME TRY AND TAKE THIS, CTHULU]

You looking to start a band? Because I've always wanted to be in one, I once got in a yodel-off with a guy who was trying to use me and my friends in a freaky, dark ritual.

[Mentions it offhandedly. Boy, that was a time.]

You haven't lived until you shout song lyrics at a huge, yodeling guy.

[mister_mystery]

Now this! This is beautiful.

[Stan's definitely a sucker for sweet treats to the point he'll gladly have it AS dinner. That's just how it's gotta be! The alcohol's a bonus as well, though being on the business end of the Pink Elephants card and that one, strange event back in April had him a bit wary.

If he catches anyone going to town on the drinks, he might smack it right out of people's hands or shove it off tables.

Other than that, he's on his best behaviour. Totally not looking shady at all in his booth like he's waiting for something to happen, with a suspicious amount of ice cream he may not be capable of finishing by himself. It's Fine.]

[kindaruledatit]

[Well, Wendy was trying to enjoy one of the drinks like a good responsible person. And now it's on the floor. Thanks Stan.]

Whoa! Dude, what the heck?

shows up a week late with meeps

[flowersonthewall]

[So Beaker may be having a little trouble with the whole "password" thing.]

Mee-mi-meep. ... Mee-mi-meep! ... Sw... mi-mish.

[Yeah, "swordfish" isn't a word that comes out easily in the form of meeps. It's taking a lot of concentration for Beaker to even get a syllable out.

He mayyy need a little help.

Later, when he actually gets in, he'll probably be found eating a frankly staggering amount of ice cream from a bowl. Why not a cone? The sheer number of accidentally dropped cones in the trash can may clue you in. Beaker's still as accident-prone as ever.

Have you ever seen a puppet eat ice cream? It's certainly an interesting sight.]

; )

[stinkypete]

[Pete's been in a rotten mood ever since that thing with the Phantom Blot went sour. So you can imagine that having a meeping Muppet in his way of obtaining ice cream isn't making him happy. He looms over the squeaking puppet and glares down at him. Isn't this one of the guys from that weird puppet show thing? Not that he pays attention to Disney's acquisitions.]

Hey, french fry. You're in my way.

[He tries to shove Beaker aside, stepping up to the door and trying to force it open. Nothing. Pete growls in frustration.]

No password's gonna stop Pete from gettin' his fix!

[flowersonthewall]

[Beaker cowers under Pete's glare, his head tucking into his shirt. Yep, that's still intimidating.

Pete is absolutely successful at knocking over Beaker- he may have the strength of two men, but those two men aren't ready to get pummeled by a giant cat.

He pops his head back up when Pete fails to strong-arm his way in, though.]

Mimuhmeep-minimuh-meep mi...

[Star's pretty strict about passwords...]

[stinkypete]

[Great. Not only is this guy puny and annoying, Pete can't understand a word he says.]

What? Stop muttering and speak up, twig.

[flowersonthewall]

[Damn I can't believe that Pete went from completely understanding meepspeak in their first conversation to not at all, it's almost like it changes depending on the narrative and what's funnier in that particular moment]

Mimuh-meep minimuh-mi muh!

[You can't get in without the password. Star's rules.]

[stinkypete]

[That's toon logic babey!]

Why, I oughta--

[Pauses. Squints.]

Wait, ain't youse that twink who was drinkin' all those coffees?