Faculty Party, The Danger Shop, Thursday afternoon through evening

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Invitations had handwavily gone out to all Fandom High faculty:
Party on a cruise ship in the comfort of our own shop!
Thursday, May 3!
The Danger Shop!
Faculty Party!

When the faculty members stepped into the Danger Shop, they saw that it did indeed look like the deck of a cruise ship on a nice, sunny day. There was a snazzy buffet, shuffleboard, deck chairs, a string quartet, and much, much more.

And an open bar.

Above the door leading out of the shop was a banner:



But enough of that. Now it was time to boogie.

[OOC: Post is open all day, huzzah! NPCs are completely free to mod. And, um, sorry about the egregious punnery inside the OCD. This is pretty bad even for me.

ETA: Also, if there are any terrible typos or other general errors anywhere, I wrote this at 3:00 AM. You're lucky I strung three words together, let alone a series of painful puns.]

Comments

Re: Deck Chairs

[sideburnsofwar.livejournal.com]

"If you want me to give it, I will," Ares said. "I'm a god, I don't lie. I don't need to." He was pleading the fifth on misdirection and deception though.

Re: Deck Chairs

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She chuckled. "Sure, you don't need to lie because you're perfectly capable of spinning the truth however you want it."

Re: Deck Chairs

[sideburnsofwar.livejournal.com]

"I'd be insulted by your implication if it wasn't at least halfway accurate."

Re: Deck Chairs

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Just halfway? Usually I hit my mark more clearly."

Re: Deck Chairs

[sideburnsofwar.livejournal.com]

"I did say 'at least'," Ares pointed out.