Twentieth Race

[gingerspeedster]

[ Oh no! A sad face! ]

Bad news, guys. I asked, and the Admiral says no pizza party.

[ He pauses for the inevitable sigh of disappointment before turning determined. ]

But Dracula's right, we could use a decent party. I know a few people who can supply music. What do you say, Kitchens? Cook us up something special? [ And a grin, ] I can handle the

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[counturfingers]

Is everyone invited?

[gingerspeedster]

Everyone on the ship. I'm not the type to rub it in your face if you aren't invited.

[counturfingers]

Do I need to get permission from my warden or anything?

[gingerspeedster]

It wouldn't be a bad idea, but it's just a party. We're not doing anything dangerous or anything. Worst case scenario everyone has to move in to the CES because of the noise, and I can take full responsibility for everyone there.

[flashy_magic]

A party? I'm going.

[gingerspeedster]

Glad to hear it. How do you feel about home-made pizza?

[flashy_magic]

That sounds great! We should have those little smokey things, too.

[gingerspeedster]

Smokey things?

[gingerspeedster]

As long as he doesn't steal the food.

[gingerspeedster]

Sounds like a plan. I'll be expecting you there, then.

[strangehstorian]

I thought we just had a party a few days ago.

[gingerspeedster]

You can never have enough parties.

[darknessb4me]

I was going to break out of Zero, steal a weapon that will make me immortal, and start killing and torturing indiscriminately. I can reschedule, though. Wouldn't want to miss a party.

[The tone makes it hard to tell if he's joking or not. Fun.]

[gingerspeedster]

Glad you're willing to cooperate. Nothing like a massacre to ruin a good party.