1: SOBER STRANGE For all of his whining during Wismuth, Strange is in a surprisingly good mood! Creation noticed his efforts, everybody's back to the way they were (or will soon be back to the way they were, thanks Sans), and his constant fae paranoia has gone from overbearing to a gentle nag in the back of his thoughts. Strange's contribution to the food and drink fund is a bottle of sunlight ambrosia, half a bag of potato chips, and a dozen hard boiled eggs, half of which he's going to eat himself.
For the most part, Strange is flitting around, going from conversation to conversation. "You should be enjoying yourself," he chides, as he pushes a glass of wine onto a different carnival member. At one point, he's stolen the bowl of Peridot's disgusting food concoction from Lambert and is just eating half of it himself.
Though there are moments when he's looking over the lake itself with a small little frown, obviously thinking hard about something.
2: SLIGHTLY HAMMERED STRANGE Strange paced himself! It's in the late evening, after the sun's gone down that he's had enough to be drunk. To his credit, he's stayed away from the faerie ale. To his detriment, Strange pretty much drunk an entire bottle of wine (and a bit of the ambrosia, and a sip of whatever liquor other people bring). Still, that's moderation!
Needless to say, the drunk person shouldn't have a firework. Strange is holding a sparkler, with a small little smile on his face. It looks very pretty as the sparks reflect off of his eyes and hair, but it's also a drunk person holding a sparkler so that's a point of concern right there. He's also somehow lost his waistcoat and the top few buttons of his shirt are undone.
"This is lovely," he'll admit, "but we need something bigger." Wait a moment. "I can make something bigger!"
Alternatively, there's a puff of deep purple smoke just hanging out near a tree as Strange attempts a magical version of sobering up via hanging out in smoke form for a bit. Don't mind the smoke, it's just hanging out in an weird not-smoke like fashion.
Strange | ota!
For all of his whining during Wismuth, Strange is in a surprisingly good mood! Creation noticed his efforts, everybody's back to the way they were (or will soon be back to the way they were, thanks Sans), and his constant fae paranoia has gone from overbearing to a gentle nag in the back of his thoughts. Strange's contribution to the food and drink fund is a bottle of sunlight ambrosia, half a bag of potato chips, and a dozen hard boiled eggs, half of which he's going to eat himself.
For the most part, Strange is flitting around, going from conversation to conversation. "You should be enjoying yourself," he chides, as he pushes a glass of wine onto a different carnival member. At one point, he's stolen the bowl of Peridot's disgusting food concoction from Lambert and is just eating half of it himself.
Though there are moments when he's looking over the lake itself with a small little frown, obviously thinking hard about something.
2: SLIGHTLY HAMMERED STRANGE
Strange paced himself! It's in the late evening, after the sun's gone down that he's had enough to be drunk. To his credit, he's stayed away from the faerie ale. To his detriment, Strange pretty much drunk an entire bottle of wine (and a bit of the ambrosia, and a sip of whatever liquor other people bring). Still, that's moderation!
Needless to say, the drunk person shouldn't have a firework. Strange is holding a sparkler, with a small little smile on his face. It looks very pretty as the sparks reflect off of his eyes and hair, but it's also a drunk person holding a sparkler so that's a point of concern right there. He's also somehow lost his waistcoat and the top few buttons of his shirt are undone.
"This is lovely," he'll admit, "but we need something bigger." Wait a moment. "I can make something bigger!"
Alternatively, there's a puff of deep purple smoke just hanging out near a tree as Strange attempts a magical version of sobering up via hanging out in smoke form for a bit. Don't mind the smoke, it's just hanging out in an weird not-smoke like fashion.