[Gift] Truth, Drink, or Dare

"I actually have tied him up before, plenty of times. I think the last time was a little bit over a month ago, and he looked really hot in it." Shibani spoke with a slur to his words. For being a usually very sleepy bun, he tried his best to be present for the costume party. Although the drinks handed to him never survived more than a few seconds before being casually downed. Dan seemed to shift in his seat as he watched Shibani slip further into a drunken stupor. He moved to Shibani's side, side eyeing Darlet with a nod to take him up to the room. "I think this one need a nap."

Jousah raises a hand to Dan, a smirk spreading over his lips. "Take your last turn then bro. If you're heading out, you better at least take a shot for the road. Truth, Drink, or Dare." He lifted the bottle at his side, swirling it's contents around before taking a drink from it himself. Dan sighed in response and held out his solo cup, opting for the departing drink. As the golden liquid filled his plastic cup, he immediately emptied it into his mouth, making no expression to the liquor that was being served. Jousah chuckled and waved him off. "Have a good one, papi chulo. I'll see you two when the night dies down." 

Dan walked off towards the stairs, carefully guiding Shibani who stayed nestled up to his side affectionately. The bottle on the ground was spun haphazardly, eventually rolling to a stop infront of Ezra. He seemed to be preoccupied by the bun beside him, Jun-Seo, that when he noticed the bottle pointed to him he rolled his eyes. "I'll take the drink. I'm still not tipsy enough, and I was told this party was the best place to spend All Sinner's Day. Maybe double me up." He waved hand to Jousah, who nodded along approvingly. Taking the drinking was always the most fun option in his opinion, people keep doing it out of fear, but by the time it's too late. Any option is on the table. Jun-Seo interjected, his face already tinted red from the drinks he'd had earlier. "I'll take one too. That's uh. My turn?" Aries smirked at hearing this, pouring some of his second drink into the others cup when he wasn't looking. 

The bottle spins again. This time landing on Bianca, her half lidded eyes giving a twinkle of mischeif as she smiled. "I'll take a dare." Jousah leaned forward, digging down into the red bucket infront of him. Once he settles on a piece of paper, he lifts it up and passes it over to Bianca. "Pour yourself or another player a drink behind your back, if you spill, finish the bottle." She thought for a moment before nodding. Sliding across the floor to sit in front of Peter, she spun on her knees, taking the bottle that Jousah passed her. She twisted the cap, and with a surprisingly steady hand she tilted the bottle over Peter's cup. Filling it almost to the brim before she pulled away and took a drink for herself. A couple of buns cheered as Peter nervously drank the cup prepared for him. He didn't like the choice of liquor, but indulged for the sake of the party. "Your turn scraps." Bianca flicked the bottom of the solo cup in Peter's hand. 

Jousah shrugged, tilting his head towards Peter. This caused him to think hard. He was already stuck with a full cup, adding more would be overkill. "Uh. I guess I'll pick Dare too. It can't be that bad." Jousah once again digs in the bucket, lifting out another folded piece of paper and tossing it towards Peter. "Oh. Um. Okay. Remove on article of clothing and gift it to another player." He looked down at his current outfit, having chosen to design himself a full scarecrow attire. He unbuttoned his plaid shirt, being careful not to unlodge any of the straw bits he'd strategically placed in the sleeves. He walked over to Aries, placing the jacket over them to make up for their scantly clad costume. "Take good care of it."

Aries looks at the jacket with moderate distain before looking back up at Peter. With his shirt off, and his tipsy smile, Aries couldn't help but find him endearingly cute. "Uh. Thanks Peter. I'll keep it safe." He looked away, then towards Jousah. "Gimme a fuckin drink. I'll need it if I'm gonna keep this up." He practically threw his cup at Jousah, who poured up a double with pleasure. If he was doing anything tonight, it was keeping everyone tipsy. "Why don't you go next?" Aries pointed at Jousah as he sipped on his drink. 

Jousah looked at the various bottles sat around him. A devilish grin covering his face. "Sure. I choose to drink. But if I do, everyone else has to do one of the other choices before you can drink again." The circle looked amongst themselves, shrugging and nodding along with his request. "Vamos a quemarlo todo." He grabbed all the bottles, dumping out the dare bucket onto the floor before opening and pouring several of the bottles around him into the bucket. Once it was practically overflowing with a cocktail of straight liquor, he shoved his tongue into the bucket and began to chug. The crowd around was a mixture of encouraging chanting, awe, and concern. While the chugging continued, Flauros reached over and snagged one of the dare papers from the floor. 

After opening the paper, he looked at it for a couple seconds in silence. Scrunching up his nose when he couldn't properly make out the words. "Who actually writes this small. Okay, can someone read this for me?" Flauros passes the slip to his left, ending up in Jun-Seo's hand. He was at this point, extremely drunk. Slurring his words heavily as he tried to read the paper thrust into his possession. "Sssleep with ahh con- Uhh. Conss... One of the other people. Or else. Strip." As Jun-Seo finished reading off the slip, Flauros shrugged and stood up. "Okay. Who wants it?" A couple hands raised, and Flauros walked past the crowd, grabbing one by the wrist and dragging them to the stairs. 

Jousah, now finished with the former dare bucket, pointed an unsteady hand at Darlet. "Yo. You've been too quiet mocoso. Speak up if you wanna play." Darlet raised his head, when up to this point he had been stuck in his mind nurturing the drink in his cup. "Okay. Truth?" Jousah shook his head slightly, crossing his arm. "Who took your balls? Why the hell have you been so gloomy all night? I swear, like ten minutes ago you were all smiles. Now a few drinks and you're moping like una viuda. Talk to us."

Darlet sighed, swallowing the last of the liquor in his cup. "Uh. Just. I dunno. I was hoping a certain demon would show up for the holiday. The one that raised me. I've seen plenty of people hanging out with demons around the city and even Murmur made his appearance. But I feel forgotten." He plays with the tie of his suit, tightening it nervously. "I need to get over it. It's not like I'm the most important person on their agenda. I shouldn't take it personally, but I've just been letting it eat at me a little."

Jousah nodded along, giving an understanding look. He rose his hand to point to the person behind Darlet. "How about you. You should go next." Darlet followed his arm, cocking his head up to look behind him. His mouth fell open slightly as he tried to process what he was seeing. "Well then. I guess I should also partake in telling the truth." Darlet spun on his back, the suit pants he was wearing bunching up on the sides as he stared up at Mr. Lied. "Hello my little rockstar. I quite like the getup." Jousah carefully wobbled his way over to the side of the room Darlet and Mr. Lied were sat on. Holding out a cup. "Truth it is. How many drinks you had so far? And how many more until I can officially claim I got a demon drunk at my party."

Mr. Lied smiled at the gesture, taking the cup. "You better hope you have enough. The bottomless pit here could attest, I too sustain quite the hearty appetite."