[PP-F7]-The Reopening of The Iron Blade

[Opal 0]

Opal narrowed her honey colored eyes at the beast of a man. He went on about his military lingo that Opal didn't even bat an eye lash at and just shook her head, "Mr. Guild Master has it SOO hard..." she said in a sarcastic tone. She watched as his mug was topped off, took it up and then swallowed the contents in one go. She made a noise with her lips and rolled her eyes as well as Mack finished his beer. 

"No problem, light weight." Opal seemed tense, that was actually kinda intimidating he did that in one gulp. She lifted her mug and raised it to him for a moment, "Anything you do..." it was placed to her lips, the stench got to her nose before the liquid contents got to her tongue and she almost fell out of her chair. This stuff would surely put some hair on your chest. She opened her mouth and just let go down the hatch. She didn't want to taste it and she just drank and drank as she swallowed the last remaining bit. With a disgusted look, but clearly finishing, she slammed the mug down on the table and finished what she started, "I can do better..." 

Cheers shouted from the small group of people nearby watching them. Opal nodded with a smile, "That's one-one, Mr. No-Brows." she said holding up her mug waiting to be topped off. Her cheeks puffed out slightly and she gave a loud burp, she heard her stomach grumble and her honey colored eyes started to circle around the room. She could do this, she only needed to at least get a draw out of this after all her boasting. 

 

[Mack 0]

"Cute burp," Mack rumbled, then he cut loose with a belch that practically rattled the full glasses of stout dark beer. "Very dainty, sweetie," the Grandmaster continued, then he took up his own mug that Piera had topped off. "Cheers," he said saluting Opal and tossing down the second beer in one big long pull. In truth, the blonde man was impressed that Opal had managed to down her entire first beer in one gulp. Of course, he also wasn't overly concerned with the fact that she might beat him in the contest. After all, it was a simple matter of the massive weight difference between them. Mack's superior size and weight meant that he would, naturally, require more alcohol on order to get drunk.

[Shirosu 0]

Shirosu watched in amusement as Mack and Opal battled it out, taking another sip from brown bottle in her hands, she was finding it tasted pretty pleasant. With a grin she counted of the score as the game keeper,"Mack 2, Opal 1" in her lap Gin the fox licked a drop off the edge of her glass experimentally before deciding he didn't like the taste and rubbed his muzzle with his paws trying to get rid of it. "By the way, sorry Opal, but i'm placing 50 col on Mack winning, no harsh feeling" she said with an unapologetically cheeky grin, excited to see how this battle of the heavy weight drinkers would unfold, once again taking another sip from her ale, she figured she could probably only handle one more of those, she was feeling a little wobbly as is. 

[Beoreson 0]

Beoreson, remembered that Shirosu had wanted more ale. The raven haired man picked up a keg and, walked over to her table. He sat the keg down and, pulled a kunai out of his inventory. He twirled the blade around, and did a few simple tricks. The man then, slashed the top off the barrel and, said "Help you're self to some ale." He then, walks over to the drink table and, refills his cup.

[Opal 0]

Opal and Mack had been going at the competition for some time now, they were both done with ten drinks each and Mack was just slamming his eleventh down on the table. The woman sighed and shook her head, "For crying out loud..." she thought to herself, the man would not give up. In fact, he was still sitting up straight. Opal on the other hand was sliding in her seat, the eleventh beer filled up and sat in front of her. 

She took a dry gulp and peered into the substance of the large mug. She blinked a few times and picked up the mug, "Down, down...down...it goes..." placed to her lips she swung back the mug and started gulping down the contents chug after chug finishing it off with a slam to the table and nearly falling out of her chair. Her left hand clung to the table and she pulled her small body up as she slouched slightly. Mack giving off that superior grin as he started his twelfth of the night. 

OOC: Piera should post soon about the Moonshine soon so we can wrap this thread up. I don't think anyone else is interested in posting anymore. 

[Piera 0]

The party had quickly gone downhill after the drinking contest, various party goers getting drunk or staying sober, some filing out of the newly set up shop, saying their farewells and offering last congratulations to their host, Beoreson. Who had kindly opened up an entire keg of ale for the four last party goers that refused to give up. Piera and Shirosu had been steady judges and cheerleaders to Mack and Opal, refilling their mugs every time they downed them while also draining their own. The alchemist was fairly sure she'd had around four now. Or was it three? She was more concentrated on keeping the contender's numbers straight than her own. The brunette watched with relaxed shoulders and lazy grin as Opal finished her eleventh drink. "Hahaha, way ta go~!" Piera congratulated before grinning at Mack and turning to refill his mug when she peered down into the keg in confusion. "S'gone? All gone? Whaaaat?" She looked around as if she would find where the alcohol had run off to. "Mmm but there's no winner yet!" Frowning at the dilemna, Piera sat for a moment before suddenly recalling something with a bright smile. "Wait, I have some!" Swiping open her menu, five glass phials of dark blue liquid that she passed out to Mack, Opal, Shirosu and Beoreson, keeping one for herself to raise in a cheer. "Bottom's up! To Beor!"

Name: 100 Proof Potion
Item Rank: Good
Effect: Causes the drinker to become highly intoxicated.
Description:
A glass vial filled with a dark blue liquid that smells like lettuce, but tastes like peppermint.  Not long after consuming, the user will begin to quickly become intoxicated no matter their usual tolerance to normal alcohol. The effect wears off after a few hours and leaves the player with a bad hangover.

[Lawfer 0]

Lawfer had been playing his guitar in the background laughing in amusement as the contestants burned through almost all of the beer. It was a funny sight to behold. The grand-master had been setting the pace and Opal had been trying her hardest to keep going. As he listened to shirosu betting on Mack he knew that it would be a fools bet to go against her, but he didn't mind losing a few col. You can always make more money. "Hey Shirosu, Ill take that bet. 50 on Opal." he commented. As he strummed his guitar  faster to pick up the pace of the drinking he noticed Piera hand out a dark blue elixir. They were getting into the hard stuff. Lawfer laughed in amazement. They were breaking the cardinal rule of drinking, Beer before liquor, never been sicker. "You guys might not want to.... Ah never mind." He stopped himself. It was a celebration and he wasn't going to ruin their fun. 

[Mack 0]

OOC: Even though this thread still has Guile as Mack...

"Not until I've put it out of reesh for Opal," Mack declared in a tone that was entirely too loud as he leveled an unsteady finger in the direction of Opal. Of course, to look at the enormous blonde man, no one would have thought that anything was amiss. He was still seated upright in his seat, not even leaning forward or struggling for balance like Opal was. Only the powerful smell of alcohol, and the occasional manly belch, betrayed the prodigious amount of beer that Mack had downed. Planting both hands he rose from the table and, somehow, made his way over to the final remaining barrel of the strong, dark, stout beer that had yet to be tapped. Shouldering the barrel over one massive shoulder he returned to the table and thumped it down between himself and Opal.

 

"She can't even hold her beer," Mack continued, slurring his speech just a little. "We have drank and fought, she has made her ancestors proud... but now she will see that I am the best at this... drinking... beer... contest... SHUT UP!" Picking up the cask again, Mack held the tap over his mouth and turned it. It didn't seem possible that he could do what he was doing. But, gulp after gulp of the beer disappeared down his throat until the barrel was being tipped up to get out the last few drops. When the barrel was emptied, Mack issued a chandelier rattling belch and tossed the empty cask backwards over his head. Which was nearly a mistake since he wobbled crazily on his chair, though he did manage to remain upright without having to clutch at the table.

"I WIN!" he bellowed to the room at large, then he picked up the beaker that Piera had placed down in front of him and tossed that back in a single gulp too. "Not bad, Peera," he said, his speech growing steadily worse as he licked his lips and looked around for more alcohol. Snatching up the beaker that had been placed in front of Beoreson, Mack tossed that one back as well and then got to his feet and turned to face Beoreson. Then he followed that by tossing back Shirosu's beaker as well. She was too young for that kind of drinking anyway.

"You shir, are out of beer," the blonde man bellowed, unleashing a deep booming laugh. "Come on girls," Mack called, crossing to Opal and getting her up before slipping an arm around her waist. Guiding his drinking partner over to Piera, he gathered the second woman to his other side before calling out to Shirosu. "Shirosu! Saddle up," Mack called with another booming laugh, clearly indicating that she should hop on his back. "It's not like it's a new experience... now then, I got some good stuff back at my room at the inn on the fourth floor, let's go!"

[Shirosu 0]

As the evening went on she found herself getting more and more rowdy and was tempted to down the vial  Piera placed in front of her Mack grabbed it and downed it. "Sowey Beor" she sluured, realizing they had single handed lay drinken most if his booze. Wobbling in her chair, she stood up and Shirosu barely managed to stumble over towards Mack, she has need throughly impressed at the barrel feat, but as she found out tonight, she was extremely light weight, she was pretty sure she's only had 3 drinks maybe 4 but she was done, she didn't argue when Mack called for a piggy back and she crawled up like a monkey her arms limply hanging over his shoulders. She had barely made it up before she fell asleep up there, she was wasted. She wasnt really aware of the rest of the evening after that, being asleep does that. 

Edited September 17, 2015 by Shirosu

[Beoreson 0]

Beoreson watches in awe as Mack does the one thing he hadn't tried to do yet. He offers the blond soldier a high five, as he downs the blue shot without a second thought. It tasted like mint and, went down quite easily for the man. He looked at it rather disappointingly but, noticed that his vision no longer allowed him to read the label. The warrior makes an attempt to communicate that he wanted to know what he had just drank but, all that comes out is "W-w-w-w-hat, dod I drank." The warrior mind started slipping as the little bit of filter that existed disappeared.

[Opal 0]

The vial looked questionable but with Opal nearly half out of it, she shrugged her shoulders and took a mighty swig of the magic potion downing the contents in one gulp. Her head felt funny moments later, the room was spinning and she saw beautiful lights all around her. She felt Mack reach over and hold her steady, Piera on his other arm and Shirosu falling asleep on his back...She blinked her eyes and her body just moved, but she was laughing so hard and she didn't understand why. She just continued laughing and laughing until they got outside. Mack had declared he had the good stuff back at his place, if it was anything like she just drank was down for it.

"WOOO!!!!" Opal yelled out, her arm raising over her head as she was still connected to Mack's beefy sized arm. She stumbled to the left and right and probably without the Big Guy's massive arm keeping her up, she would have fallen over flat on her face several times, "Fanks, Borky! Good [censored]! Loffed the party! Bi bebe!!" she said waving to Beoreson as she was more or less escorted off the premises.  

[Lawfer 0]

Lawfer laughed in amazement as the active partiers exited the building motioning for the owner of the shop to follow. They had successfully eliminated all of the alcohol on the premises and were going down to Wandering Forge for the after party. The performer looked around, the drunken ninja was moving as if he was in slow motion, “Looks like you are going to be having fun all by yourself now.” He said as he chuckled mildly. Standing up from his chair, the golden haired guitar wielder raised his right hand and triggered the interface and stored his guitar. The Iron Blade was in shambles, “Well I can just leave it like this.” He commented to himself. Sliding his chair back under its original table, he walked over to the mess of a table that was littered in beer glasses. Gathering up the empty glasses, he walked them over to the tiny sink in the back of the forge. Walkign back to the tables, he rearranged them properly fitting each chair in there respected positions.

“Well Beor, I did all I can. Its time for me to get out of here.” He said as he turned back to the ninja… Well he would have if the black clad man hadn’t disappeared into thin air. Laughing once more, he walked up to the counter he grabbed a pen and a piece of paper and began to write. ‘Beo, tried to clean up the place for you. I have no idea where you disappeared to but if you need more help cleaning up tomorrow let me know. -Lawfer'

[Mack 0]

OOC: Beoreson, how about having this one locked so we can get our rewards?

With Opal, Piera, and Shirosu securely in tow, Mack set off for the teleportation plaza. The truth of the matter was that all of them were weaving a bit drunkenly as they moved now. Well, except for Shirosu since she had climbed onto his back and promptly fallen asleep. This night would certainly be remembered as a legendary night for the Guild Master. The night that he had attended a reopening ceremony for someone’s shop and left with every single woman at the party. “Come on lay-deesh,” the blonde man slurred, snugging Piera and Opal tighter against him with the arms he had wrapped around each of their waists. Then he planted very sloppy kisses on each of their cheeks, Piera first and then Opal.

“The ny’s a-waishtin,” he continued, pulling them up onto the portal platform with him. Then he whispered a few dirty ideas into Opal’s ear before repeating them into Piera’s. “Teleport Schnow-Frosht Town,” he roared, stamping his right foot as they all disappeared in the shimmer of the portal’s transportation effect to reappear a few moments later in the winter wonderland that was the fourth floor. “To my roomsh! More drink,” the blonde blacksmith roared, re-snugging the two women to his side. After all, it was snowing here and they would be cold. “Hot Toddy-sh, and then we’ll shee about warming up.”

[Beoreson 0]

Beoreson stumbles to his room and, falls face first onto the bed. He has his normal round of nightmares and, wakes up in the morning. The warrior cleans up from the party and, reads the blue potion bottle. "Causes extreme intoxication." Beoreson with a slight chuckle throws the glass bottle at the wall. It shatters into pixels and, disappears. He was going to make sure to never drink anything that Piera gave him other then, heal potions. He stretches out and, decides that he want to take a hunting trip for a while and, blow off some steam. He stretches out first and, lets the handover effect to wear off.

+1 sp to all of the participants.

+50 col to all the participants.