hobo?? eye-gazing party?? (open)

[goen]

WHO: Yato and anyone who saw this post willing to bring food!
WHERE: The Inkwell and (technically) its sister restaurant The Quill.
WHEN: Friday, June 16. Early evening.
WHAT: A... hobo eye-gazing party… but mostly it’s a potluck. Come stare into Yato’s eyes and eat the random dishes everyone decided to bring!
WARNINGS: Existential questions such as Why


[ Welcome to the Inkwell!

It’s an old-fashioned bar with a warm, homey atmosphere, old timey furnishings, and clever literature-related drinks. Get your Tequila Mockingbird or (in light of recent events) Pitcher of Midorian Gray! It isn’t much a party spot -- usually. But tonight there’s more bustle than usual, and the normally relaxed bar is buzzing with a greater Retrospeccer population than it’s used to.

Most importantly, the bar is lined with an eccentric variety of foods. Nachos, curry, cupcakes, samosas, steak, sandwich cake (what), and more: truly, the person who screened this food selection cared more about quantity than quality. Admission to this party required you to bring your own dish to share. What’s your contribution to this mess?

Technically, if you’re under 21, owner Chuuya Nakahara would like you to keep to The Quill, the restaurant attached next door. But this is Yato’s party and everything fun will be happening at The Inkwell, so he’ll casually smuggle in any underage invitees with the cheerful stipulation that they not drink illegally.

Stick to the honor system or die.

The hobo of the hour will be in his work clothes, serving alcohol out of his own pocket and dutifully offering his eyes up for prolonged gazing. Why? That is an excellent question. And one you’ll have to answer yourself, because you chose to come here of your own free will. Enjoy. ]

Comments

[parodeity]

One match, one prize.

[splinten]

I did two matches.

[parodeity]

You lost one. So, picture or answer?

[splinten]

Did not. I was on the honour system on the first one and won that too.

[parodeity]

Shades don't count for starin' contests. Does that mean you want neither?

[splinten]

[keyboard smash]

Goddammit, Dave.

Answer.

[parodeity]

"That's not what I meant."

[ lmao. the answer for what he was going to finish his sentence as comes with NO GODDAMN EXPLANATION though. ]

[splinten]

I knew that, dude. [He isn't stupid?] I wanted to know what you did mean.

[parodeity]

I said I'd tell you what I was gonna say, not what I meant?

[splinten]

You really love makin' me suffer, huh.

[parodeity]

You're the one who didn't get a better deal before agreein'.

[splinten]

Negotiating with exactly what leverage?

[parodeity]

Specific wordin'. Anyway, if you couldn't figure it out you're just gonna have to win another match for a different prize. Though the only other prize I agreed to give you was the drawin'.

[splinten]

It ain't fair that I don't have your charm.

[parodeity]

How the hell am I bein' charming?

[splinten]

You aren't in particular, although there is an obnoxious charm to what you're pullin' right now. I meant that I can't charm you, not even when I say 'please.' You're completely immune to me.

[parodeity]

There is legitimately somethin' up with you that you find it remotely charmin'.

[ jsyk. ]

And I ain't gonna comment on the rest.

[splinten]

There is not.

[a pause]

Can I have the picture please.

[IT'S WORTH A SHOT]

[parodeity]

Yeah, if you win another match. You made this way more complex than it had to be by just not understandin' me, y'know.

[splinten]

You made this more complex than it have to be by not explainin' yourself. I fuckin' told you I don't have your charm.

[parodeity]

I wanna see how long it takes you to figure out the obvious thing I meant. Also, I'm not givin' you tips on my goddamn levers with you?

[splinten]

You were talkin' about special standards with respect to prizes, what was I supposed to interpret it as?

[parodeity]

You misinterpreted somethin' way more basic. So, are you gonna win another match or what? I agreed to give you the picture if you do.

[splinten]

So, what. When you said you wanted me to earn it, you didn't mean through the contest itself.

[parodeity]

I meant that. No more questions, Bro, pop quiz time: are you gonna win another match or what? If you can figure out on your own what you missed, I'll draw you a second picture in addition to givin' you the first one, but either way I'll give you the first one.

Y'know. If you win?