Luau, The Main Campfire, Friday evening

[deandestroyer.livejournal.com]

Around dinner time on Friday, the main campfire was transformed. Leis and grass skirts were available to all. A pig was roasting kabobs. There was Hawaiian music playing from somewhere. There was also a limbo stick of doom. If you lost, you died.

Okay, that was just Drax's hope. He couldn't make it happen in reality. Woe.

[OOC: FRIDAY SPECIAL EVENTS BEGIN ANEW! Students, instructors, and townies are all welcome.

Also, I turned off notifications, zomg.]

Comments

Re: Main Campfire

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

//Best ever,// Bridge says, around a mouthful of marshmallow. He glances around, taking in the relatively high percentage of people not wearing shirts. //Although I think it is slightly unfair that I'm missing a prime shirtlessness opportunity here.//

Re: Main Campfire

[needsaparrot]

"Okay, that's just eerie..." Since the translation spell doesn't seem to care that Bridge's mouth is full. "...not the shirtlessness thing."

Re: Main Campfire

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

//What?// Bridge asks, finishing off the marshmallow.

Re: Main Campfire

[needsaparrot]

"It sounds like you're talking even when your mouth is full."

Re: Main Campfire

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

//I think cause the spell technically means you're hearing what I'm *thinking*, not just what I'm saying out loud.//

Re: Main Campfire

[needsaparrot]

Xander raises an eyebrow. "Wow. That's a switch."

Re: Main Campfire

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

//It's kind of like how I talk to River, I guess,// Bridge says, as he thinks it over. //You're not hearing all the background-stuff in my head, just what I'm thinking right *at* you.//