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[Ashaantha]

Varric: We passed another broken pillar. You know what that means.
Isabela: Everybody take a drink!
Anders: The last time we played this game, I kissed an ogre. Please let's not go there again.
Aveline: Didn't the last game end with Isabela getting Orlesian with a lyrium vein?
Varric: Yep!
Aveline: Carry on then.

 

(nothing like a drinking game banter for top of the page of DQ)

[LightningPoodle]

Good, lively. all that. Definitely keep an eye out for more flying bottles. *rubs bruise on her temple left from a failed thrown bottle dodge*

 

Sure thing. *keeps one eye on the drink and the other constantly scanning the tavern*

[the Dame]

...*yawns*

 

 

It's weekend, stupid brain, we need to laze around!..

..Ok, Ok, sleep is gone, I'm getting up..

 

Random character description generator! Never seen this before, but I got:

Spoiler

Purple, shoulder-length hair braided to reveal a full, sad face. Heavy silver eyes, set far within their sockets, watch carefully over the rivers they've bled for for so long.
Soft skin charmingly compliments her mouth and leaves a captivating memory of her reckless luck.
The is the face of Yneasia Moonwalker, a true champion among high elves. She stands gracefully among others, despite her delicate frame.
There's something puzzling about her, perhaps it's her painful past or perhaps it's simply her sense of comradery. But nonetheless, people tend to pretend to be her friend, while awkwardly avoid talking about her past.

 

...That very interesting, thank you for sharing!

And I got this.

 

Spoiler

Brown, frizzy hair tight in a bun reveals a lean, menacing face. Clear blue eyes, set appealingly within their sockets, watch longingly over the stronghold they've nearly died for for so long.

A scar reaching from the left side of the forehead , first running towards her fairly big lips and ending on her right nostril leaves a lasting burden of reclaimed honor.

 

The is the face of Emily Lockwood, a true angel among dwarves. She stands easily among others, despite her tough frame.

 

There's something irregular about her, perhaps it's her painful past or perhaps it's simply her patience. But nonetheless, people tend to share local gossip with her, while secretly training to become more like her.

 

Strangely, but I would like to meet her.

 

...and found this. Cuteness overload (for me at least)

 

[LightningPoodle]

Morning, Dame. Sleep well?

[lady_v23]

Morning, Dame. Sleep well?

 

poodle! whats up? long time no see!

[LightningPoodle]

poodle! whats up? long time no see!

 

Nothing much. Just playing The Witcher 3, which is flipping awesome. What about you? What's going on on your end?

[the Dame]

Morning, Dame. Sleep well?

 

Morning, Sparkles!

Yup, slept very good, but not enough... *attempt to imitate Howe's voice* I deserved more!

 

A pup refusing to wake up.. I can relate 

 

 

[Duelist]

Varric: We passed another broken pillar. You know what that means.
Isabela: Everybody take a drink!
Anders: The last time we played this game, I kissed an ogre. Please let's not go there again.
Aveline: Didn't the last game end with Isabela getting Orlesian with a lyrium vein?
Varric: Yep!
Aveline: Carry on then.

(nothing like a drinking game banter for top of the page of DQ)

Isabela always had the best banter.

[lady_v23]

Nothing much. Just playing The Witcher 3, which is flipping awesome. What about you? What's going on on your end?

 

cool. I can't really say that the witcher is my cup of tea though >.<

 

and finally finished the semester from hell. so now I'm sleeping for 13 hours straight, plus naps. 

[LightningPoodle]

 

Morning, Sparkles!

Yup, slept very good, but not enough... *attempt to imitate Howe's voice* I deserved more!

 

A pup refusing to wake up.. I can relate 

 

-snip-

 

Cute puppy!

 

cool. I can't really say that the witcher is my cup of tea though >.<

 

and finally finished the semester from hell. so now I'm sleeping for 13 hours straight, plus naps. 

 

I have to hand in all of my work I've done over the year back in not next monday but the monday following that. 1st of June I believe that is. Still got a sketchbook and a journal to finish. Time is running out, Lady, but I just can't bring myself to do it!

 

[Inverse_Twilight]

Hey guys! how many drinks in are we? Do I need to catch up? *Starts pouring shots*

[lady_v23]

Cute puppy!

 

 

I have to hand in all of my work I've done over the year back in not next monday but the monday following that. 1st of June I believe that is. Still got a sketchbook and a journal to finish. Time is running out, Lady, but I just can't bring myself to do it!

 

 

do it, poodle! do it! you'll feel so much better. trust me.

[LightningPoodle]

do it, poodle! do it! you'll feel so much better. trust me.

 

I don't really want Uni to end though. It's the only thing that I do in my life worth anything and that I actually enjoy.

[Lynroy: Final Edition]

*stumbles into the bar looking like a mess*
 

 

Morning, Sparkles!

Yup, slept very good, but not enough... *attempt to imitate Howe's voice* I deserved more!

 

A pup refusing to wake up.. I can relate 

 

Ugh, that's me right now although I don't know if the sleep I had was good.

Character Generator:

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Gray, coily hair clumsily hangs over a furrowed, warm face. Sparkling gray eyes, set rooted within their sockets, watch guardedly over the spirits they've have been seperated from for so long.

A moustache and goatee gracefully compliments his eyes and leaves a heartbreaking memory of his adventurous love life.

The is the face of Bryant Barnfield, a true utopian among dark elves. He stands gracefully among others, despite his light frame.

There's something ambiguous about him, perhaps it's a feeling of arogance or perhaps it's simply his composure. But nonetheless, people tend to keep their distance, while trying to avoid him.

And because why not:

Spoiler

Pink, well groomed hair awkwardly hangs over a furrowed, time-worn face. Big, round amber eyes, set low within their sockets, watch cautiously over the sea they've disassociated with for so long.

Fire has left a mark reaching from just under the left eyebrow , running towards the other eye and ending on her left nostril leaves a pleasant memory of restored honor.

The is the face of Yneasia Dawnwhisper, a true protector among elves. She stands tall above others, despite her sturdy frame.

There's something inexplicable about her, perhaps it's a feeling of delight or perhaps it's simply a feeling of indifference. But nonetheless, people tend to invite her into their homes, while wishing they were more like her.

[Lynroy: Final Edition]

Hey guys! how many drinks in are we? Do I need to catch up? *Starts pouring shots*

I usually just go with an even 20.

[Inverse_Twilight]

I usually just go with an even 20.

Holy crap. Pretty sure I would die of alcohol poisoning halfway through that. You guys do not mess around with your drinks here.

[Ashaantha]

*stumbles into the bar looking like a mess*
 

Ugh, that's me right now although I don't know if the sleep I had was good.

Character Generator:

Spoiler

Gray, coily hair clumsily hangs over a furrowed, warm face. Sparkling gray eyes, set rooted within their sockets, watch guardedly over the spirits they've have been seperated from for so long.

A moustache and goatee gracefully compliments his eyes and leaves a heartbreaking memory of his adventurous love life.

The is the face of Bryant Barnfield, a true utopian among dark elves. He stands gracefully among others, despite his light frame.

There's something ambiguous about him, perhaps it's a feeling of arogance or perhaps it's simply his composure. But nonetheless, people tend to keep their distance, while trying to avoid him.

And because why not:

Spoiler

Pink, well groomed hair awkwardly hangs over a furrowed, time-worn face. Big, round amber eyes, set low within their sockets, watch cautiously over the sea they've disassociated with for so long.

Fire has left a mark reaching from just under the left eyebrow , running towards the other eye and ending on her left nostril leaves a pleasant memory of restored honor.

The is the face of Yneasia Dawnwhisper, a true protector among elves. She stands tall above others, despite her sturdy frame.

There's something inexplicable about her, perhaps it's a feeling of delight or perhaps it's simply a feeling of indifference. But nonetheless, people tend to invite her into their homes, while wishing they were more like her.

 

I like how people avoid the guy (character generator) but wish they were more like the girl haha

[Lynroy: Final Edition]

Holy crap. Pretty sure I would die of alcohol poisoning halfway through that. You guys do not mess around with your drinks here.

Be careful not to die. 

Alright, setting up the new laptop. Cabot, I need a two litre of Dr Pepper for this operation.

 

I like how people avoid the guy (character generator) but wish they were more like the girl haha

Yeah, I thought that was funny!

[Ashaantha]

Holy crap. Pretty sure I would die of alcohol poisoning halfway through that. You guys do not mess around with your drinks here.

 

We sure don't . We're very well stocked also thankfully. mind the flying empty bottles if things get rowdy again and there's a corner specifically for passing out so you don't get trodden on. Oh and if something goes up in flames, I'm sorry in advance.

[Lynroy: Final Edition]

Don't fall asleep at the bar. I keep a permanent marker on hand for such occasions.

[Ashaantha]

You'll wake up with a mustache.. among other things.

[Lynroy: Final Edition]

Oh fetch, I need a name for my laptop.

[Duelist]

Falling asleep at the bar is recommended.

You know it's a party when your pants are gone.

[Ashaantha]

Falling asleep at the bar is recommended.

You know it's a party when your pants are gone.

 

I thought that's what the card games in the corner with Varric were for.. losing your pants.

[Lynroy: Final Edition]

Falling asleep at the bar is recommended.

You know it's a party when your pants are gone.

It's not a real party until someones small clothes are pinned to the Chantry board.