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!

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[bravelyrunsaway]

( sweet young man, who thinks of marriage first. )

Should you ever feel more curious about the non-nuptial intimacies hand in hand with consent, you're welcome to ask anytime, love.

Beyond that, isn't there just the one loud marriage claim of late? Or were more parading around in wedded bliss?

( his nose tells him more than enough people are certainly in bliss, but he hasn't heard mutitple marriage claims. just lots of sex. )