Now we're getting somewhere
Turn 5
-------drone1230: Lick the yellow drink off the ground.
=[5] - You stick out your tongue and soak of some of the yellow drink. Immediately you feel something change with your body, though you can’t quite pin what it is. Feeling something on your wrists, you turn around and notice that the handcuffs are now snakes in an 8 pattern around your hands. What?! The snakes realise you notice them, and slither off and out the trailer door. You stand up.
Sinvara: Continue the act of being no one more then an idiot who can't hold his alcohol by turning my head away from the floor and throwing up the recent contents of my stomach.
=[4] - You look in SalsaCookies direction and explode some projectile vomit on him. Delicious. You do feel better.
DarthKeagon: Search for a key to the handcuffs.
=[4] - Even though you search high and low, left and right, there are no keys in sight.
SalsaCookies: I CAN... BREAK THESE CUFFS!!!
=[3] - YOU CAN’T… BREAK THOSE CUFFS!
TamerVirus: Start doing the Macarena
=[6-1[5]] - It’s kind of hard to dance while in cuffs. You do manage to flop around on the floor pretty groovily though.
Nothing out of the ordinary happens. Cheering and clapping can be heard outside.
Player Status
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DarthKeagon - Wearing a tux with a hole in one pocket.
drone1230 - Wearing a tux soaked with yellow drink. Ability to see otherworldly beings(?).
Sinvara - Wearing a tux soaked with yellow drink. Handcuffed.
TamerVirus - Wearing a dirty tux soaked with yellow drink. Concussion [-1 to movement or thinking rolls]. Handcuffed.
Salsacookies - Wearing a tux soaked with yellow drink. Concussion [-1 to movement or thinking rolls]. Handcuffed.
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