texts from last night's deeply regretted rum venture

[groundrules]

DON'T PIRATE AND DRIVE

o1. Nothing settles the Crossing jitters like a bit of liquid courage — and with pirates, sharing is caring. Maybe you took it willing, under duress or subterfuge, or you completely underestimated the potency of what your esteemed sailor companions style the 'Mother's milk — but you are hereby sloshed. Inebriated. Tipsy. Under the weather. Toasting the gods. o2. Top level with one or more of your character's most philosophical, amorous, or otherwise deeply wrong drunken thoughts or observation. Don't leave an empty comment, that makes the wine gods sad. o3. Comment aroundkeep incriminating evidence. o4. Feel free to make any of your threads game canon, just check with your partner too!

Comments

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[incantates]

Okay, I have my glass refilled.
Now, this is a story I need to hear.
Did the professor deserve it, or were you just trying to be the star pupil?

[reparo]

No, my friend's life was in danger and I thought it was that professor who was controlling the spell that was making his broom try to unseat him mid-air. I thought, who wouldn't stop what they're doing if their cloak was on fire?

[incantates]

So your professor wasn't controlling the spell?
You accidentally set an innocent wizard on fire?

[reparo]

Well, innocent - he was a bully of a professor.

[incantates]

I see no problem here then.
He survived, didn't he?
Probably just got those wizard robes a little singed?