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]

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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??]

[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!

[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.]

[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.]

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.]