[BBS & ACTION! The Action is open for 4th wall, BBS isn't] Let's keep the party going

[fierybluebird]

[First on the BBS this message will appear:]

Hey everyone! My Pops is here! You might have seen him, they managed to shrink him from twenty-five feet to like 9 or 10, but he still has his trademark mustache!

We're going into town for drinks. Don't worry, I know how skittish that would make the locals, so we'll have it outside a little away from civilization, Grell and I will just buy the drinks and bring them over to him.

Everyone's invited though, eh! Bring your friends from back home too!

[And then true to his word, Marco will be throwing the biggest block party ever with as many drinks as they can buy/steal/acquire. Feel free to come, bring food, share some drinks, gawk at the freaks, whatever you're in the mood for. Marco himself will be basically walking on air perpetually. Omg his Daddy's alive! (Insert fanboy screaming here.) Threadjumping is encouraged all over this, go wild!]

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[espio]

[Socially awkward lizard is here, and yet totally somehow on the outskirts and nowhere near the drink (yet). Scowling. At... nothing in particular? It's like his default facial expression, so yeah.

It's not all bad. At least he brought food. Welsh cakes, to be precise. Though... they're not going to distribute themselves.]

[fierybluebird]

[Nibbles one.]

Yo.

[espio]

You're going to be giddy for at least the next week, aren't you?

[fierybluebird]

[Laughs. That's a yes in Marco-speak.]

Can you blame me?

[espio]

[Shrug.]

At this rate, you'll stop needing wings.

[fierybluebird]

[Another laugh.]

Walking on air already eh?

[espio]

Yeeup.

I'm probably not gonna stick around too long - I don't really "do" parties. So I'll leave these with you, okay?

[He's actually trying not to let that little tinge of envy be too obvious. Well, Espio says he doesn't do parties, but this kind? He'd probably loosen up with a few drinks or something.]

[fierybluebird]

Oi oi, little brothers and best man of the groom have to stay.

Come on, have a drink. You can just stay with me if you want.

[espio]

Hey, this party's not related to the wedding, so I can ditch if I want!

[Not making a move to, though.]

It's not like I'd end up doing much except get drunk anyway, and that's not going to help anyone.

[fierybluebird]

It is. I'm trying to talk Grell into moving the date up.

Hah, now I want to see what happens if you're drunk.

[espio]

Probably either throw up or fall asleep.

[He doesn't know. He's "careful" with alcohol and has never really gone beyond "a bit giddy."]

[fierybluebird]

That doesn't sound fun at all.

[You're letting him down already :< but no, he's just joking around.]

[espio]

I'm just guessing. But I suppose I could join in for a little bit. Just not long enough to get roped into cleaning up.

[fierybluebird]

No clean up crew I promise.

[espio]

You'd better stick to it!

[fierybluebird]

I promise as a Whitebeard pirate!

I don't have a stronger oath.

[espio]

[... ... scowl. Then shrug.]

Fine, then.

I'm gonna go get a drink.

[fierybluebird]

Excellent. Now you're really one of us.

[Evil smirk.]

[espio]

...what's with that look?

[fierybluebird]

[Laughs.] Just kidding, eh.

There's an old idea that once you share drinks and fights with a pirate you're brothers for life.

[espio]

I'm not a pirate.

[But he looks vaguely amused anyway. So.]

[fierybluebird]

Have a few drinks and we'll see your tune.

Besides, maybe you can convert me.

[espio]

Into what?

[fierybluebird]

A vigilante. Something less law-breaking.

[espio]

[Pfff.]

Yeah. Can't see that happening, somehow!

And it's a good thing you didn't say "hero." Saves me spoiling the party - dragging you to Kadowaki.