PARTY LOG: OPEN TO EVERYONE

[npc_kun]

Characters: OPEN
Date/Time: FORWARDdated to Friday, March 25th. All day!
Location: The Park
Rating: PG-13 for assumed general raucousness
Summary: Sniper decided to hold a birthday party for Cloud and Krile which means... holding just a huge party in the park whether they like it or not. Fireworks, food and drink within

Comments

....sometime after the fireworks. :|

[iattractmushi]

At some point, Cloud had lost track of how many drinks he'd drunk. Drunk. Yeah, he was definitely drunk at this point, going by how he kept stumbling over his own feet. At least he hadn't managed to spill any of his current beer, though that was probably because it was mostly gone.

He didn't mind, though. Unlike the last time he'd been in this state, he was actually cheerful. However, he also kept bumping into people... after the fifth 'Sorry!' he thought it might be a good idea to sit down for a while. And then maybe he should leave... the small part of his brain that was still thinking rationally realized that too much more, and he wasn't going to be able to leave

[longnosedliar]

Sniper already had a bottle of beer in him at this point, but clearly wasn't anything beyond slightly buzzed.

He couldn't say the same thing for Cloud. He should probably just help Cloud out, but instead, he couldn't resist point at Cloud and bursting into uproarious laughter. Still laughing to himself, he grabbed onto Cloud's upper arm to help him onto the bench.

"My, my, Cloud," he crooned. "You're drunk."

[iattractmushi]

When Sniper started laughing, Cloud scowled a little... but he was feeling too cheerful to keep it up for long, and soon started laughing along with Sniper instead. Unlike his usual low chuckles, this was a real laugh--it didn't last too long, since he was trying to get back to his feet with the table's help and his concentration was shot to hell, but it was a laugh.

Sniper's help was welcomed (and definitely needed). Still leaning on the table, Cloud managed to sit down on the bench. Or more like plop down--he certainly didn't try to do it with any grace or delicacy. "Oh, really?" He grinned broadly at his friend, chuckling a little now he was stationary. "What was your first clue?"

[longnosedliar]

It was strange hearing Cloud laugh like that. Had he ever heard it before? Somehow, Sniper doubted it. As disturbing as this idea was, the part of him that would usually dwell on it was happily dimmed and distorted by the influence of alcohol.

"The Great Detective Sniper deduced that you're drunk 'cause tables don't move," he said, a teasing lilt to his voice. "Man, how much have you had?"

Well, drunkenness was no fun without company. With this thought in mind, Sniper downed a good chunk of his own bottle until the bubbles tickled his throat too much to hold it in anymore.

[iattractmushi]

"Uhm..." Cloud pondered that one--briefly--then waived his hand dismissively. "Doesn't matter. An' how do you know they don' move? They could do it while you weren't looking." He was still grinning, though it was questionable if that was because he was joking or because he was so drunk everything was funny.

Leaning on one hand (though he did it so haphazardly it was more like slouching), Cloud grabbed at his beer again--miraculously managing to do it without knocking the damn thing over. He sipped from it as he watched Sniper down his drink, a very amused expression on his face.

[longnosedliar]

"Well, Edensphere could do it," Sniper said thoughtfully, then moved his hands as if framing a title box. "The Invasion of the Killer Picnic Tables! Making drunk people everywhere fall on their ass."

As it turned out, Cloud was a cheerful drunk. This came to Sniper as quite a surprise. He had him pegged for one of those gloomy drunks that didn't do much beyond talk about the universe and stuff that Sniper really didn't give a damn about. He much preferred happy drunks, the sort that danced and sang and did things they wouldn't do normally.

Things they wouldn't do normally...

A grin spread slowly across his face.

"Oi, Cloud! Why don't you show me one of those songs with lyrics you were talking about?"

[iattractmushi]

Cloud snorted at that one, managing not to choke on his beer. "Exactly!" Thankfully the laugh that followed remained in the category of 'laughter', rather than turning into something like a giggle.

His amusement died into vague puzzlement as Sniper changed the subject suddenly. It took him much longer than usual to figure just what Sniper was talking about. "O-oh, right." He finished off the last swallow of his beer. "...I don' think I could sing them." His tone didn't really sound like he was refusing, more like he was pondering an easy question he couldn't quite figure out the answer to.

[longnosedliar]

"Aah, everyone who has a voice can sing, Cloud!" Sniper said, then pounded his chest with his fest in an act of failed machismo. "And with heart, too! You should give it a try."

He lazily leaned backwards and dangled his arm behind him in order to snag onto another bottle of beer. "If you want, I can even show you one."

...no idea what he should sing, lol

[iattractmushi]

Cloud snickered again at the sight of Sniper doing that. He sobered (ok, maybe 'sober' was the wrong word here) again after a moment. "Mmm, I dunno..." He fiddled with his empty bottle, rocking it back and forth on its base. "...guess I could... yeah, would you?" He was curious what song Sniper would choose to show him.

OKAY THEN... Sniper will teach him the PIRATE SONG.

[longnosedliar]

Sniper hit the bottle against the edge of the table, neatly popping the top off and took another sip. He could definitely feel his cheeks getting redder by this point, and their environment was taking on a pleasant bubbliness that had been absent before.

"Okay, okay, let's see..."

He slid off of the table onto the bench and belched hugely. He appeared to be very proud of this fact.

"How about a sailing song?"

*giggles* AWESOME~!

[iattractmushi]

Cloud raised his eyebrows at that. That was much handier than the bottle openers... he'd been having trouble with them on the last couple of bottles. Possibly because he was drunk.

He smirked lopsidedly at the belch. He was about to comment on it when Sniper distracted him with the question. Pushing himself up from his slouching position, he did his best to look attentive... though the slightly sloppy grin plastered on his face did a lot to destroy that. " 'lright, yeah. Sailing song. S'hear it!"

[longnosedliar]

"Yosh!" Sniper exclaimed, then punched his fist into the air. "Okay, listen carefully. I'm gonna teach you how it goes."

Sniper was not the best singer in the world. Then again, he was far from the worst. If he had more control over his voice, he could well be quite a passable singer, but as it was, he suffered from the same things that plagued most of his actions: overenthusiasm. Despite his voice being slightly off-key, he certainly sounded as if he was having fun.

Yo-hohoho, Yohohohoo,
Yo-hohoho, Yohohohoo,
Yo-hohoho, Yohohohoo,
Yo-hohoho, Yohohohoo,

Going to deliver Binks' Sake!
Following the sea breeze! Riding on the waves!
Far across the salty depths! The merry evening sun!
The birds sing as they draw circles in the sky !

[iattractmushi]

Since Cloud had no idea what the song was supposed to sound like, and had nothing in the way of musical training himself, the song sounded fine.

A little quietly at first, then growing louder as he became more confident about it, he tried singing the yo-ho-ho part. His voice wasn't bad, a deep tenor shading into bass. He was a little flat and most likely wildly off-key, both because he was attempting to copy Sniper's tune and because he'd never tried singing anything before.

Yo-hohoho, Yohohohoo,
Yo-hohoho, Yohohohoo,
Yo-hohoho, Yohohohoo,
Yo-hohoho, Yohohohoo...

He cut himself off with a laugh. "What d'you think? Not bad, hmm?"

[longnosedliar]

Sniper gave Cloud an overly boisterous thumbs up. "Sounds great! Okay, I'm gonna teach you the next verse and you can join in with that first verse I sang if you can remember it. And sing it loud! This is a pirate song, it's meant to be loud!"

This was a refreshing change from their usual conversations, Sniper was able to note even when his mind was hazy from too much drink. Usually it was him goofing off with Cloud as an amused spectator. He enjoyed seeing Cloud actually join in.

Farewell to the harbor, To my old hometown
Lets all sing out with a Don! As the ship sets sail
Waves of gold and silver dissolve to salty spray
As we all set sail to the ends of the sea

Going to deliver Binks' Sake!
We are pirates sailing through the Sea!
The waves are our pillows, The ship our roost
Flying the proud skull on our flags and our sails

[iattractmushi]

Cloud snorted, probably more loudly than he'd intended to. He didn't seem to notice, or care, if he had. "'Course I can remember."

He nodded his head a little in time with Sniper's singing, grinning broadly. During the chorus (which was sung perhaps not loudly, but with definite shades of enthusiasm in it), it was immediately clear that he didn't remember all of it, but he didn't seem to mind.

Hmm~ deliver Bink's Sake
We are hmmm mmm the Sea!
Hmm~mmm, pillows, the ship is our roost
Flying the proud hmmm~mmmm~ hmm~ and our sails

[longnosedliar]

Sniper laughed at Cloud and punched him lightly on the arm. "Liar! It's okay, you'll pick it up."

He paused, as if trying to remember the words but discovered that they came as easily to him as an age old nursery tale. "Okay, just jump in whenever you can, even if you just have to say yohoho, okay?"

With that, he launched into the rest of the song with an enthusiastic flail and a heart gulp of drink.

Now comes a storm through the far-off sky