just gotta ignite the light and let it shine

[whattaprick]

Who: Everyone who's stupid enough to show up for this, because legal drinking ages are for people from a different century/planet.
When: Afternoon/Evening, Day 30
Where: Lakeshore
What: Local Carnival workers get wasted and set off fireworks by the lake.
Warnings: Carnival shenanigans, ie. booze, drugs, and people getting set on fire probably. Put any tag-specific warnings in your headers!

So, Wismuth happened.

Lambert's pretty willing to bet a good chunk of the Carnival is pretty happy to act like Wismuth didn't happen, but he also doesn't really care about what sorrows people are drowning or not tonight: he knows he needed this drink, and after he'd slept off the immediate exhaustion that came with running around Wismuth for nearly two weeks with the power of Creation more or less constantly burning through him, he's ready to something, anything to feel like himself again.

Fast-forward to the lakeshore. There's a huge bonfire going, a box of assorted fireworks that's been 'liberated' from wherever the hell engineering keeps their supplies, and probably a crate of wine that's going to disappear sooner rather than later. Anything else, someone's going to have to bring themselves.

[ ooc: This is a mingle log! Bring your own entertainment, food, questionable substances etc. ]

Comments

[spaghettimonster]

"That's what we need, dramatic fire!" The goose realizes, hopping a little in place. "Light a greasy burger on fire! Just like his old home away from home."

It's hilarious and perfect to him, because there's surely better uses for those hideous foodstuffs than eating them.

"And so... aromatic," the skeleton echoes, dripping with skepticism.

[dontpokethat]

"We're not dramatic, we're trying to be cautious." There's a difference, dammit. "Are you sure lighting a burger on fire wouldn't make him want to stay in the egg?"

[prazerbutterfly]

"No, no. You got to cook it in front of him. Bring a pot out and start a fire. Get it going to lure him into a false sense of comfort. Then maybe feed it to him." Or he'll eat that burger instead. Lighting it on fire seems rude.

He stares at the egg now with a wide grin then O so casually speaks, "Is it bad I want scrambled eggs right now? Not this egg but eggs."

[osteothropy]

All this discussion and sulking is gradually forcing Sans awake, stirred by the obvious presence of other people. It's enough to make his subconscious start considering things like where he is and what he's doing. Which... is sort of weird and disturbing thing at the moment.

His leg shifts and causes more cracking in the side of the egg, like he's trying to pull his foot back in and failing. His tail uncurls inside the egg, his stinger piercing through the shell as he stretches.

"Not this egg," he repeats, barely cognizant, as if he's making some kind of backtalk by saying as much.

[betheman]

Gongenzaka has no words for this-only a look, and a gesture. He simply waves toward the egg with his hand, brows raised as he looks back at everyone.

Yes that includes Tyki 'Melting Through The Ground' Mikk.

Told you he'd be fine, guys.

[dontpokethat]

Oh thank god another sign that he's alive. "Don't think so, Tyki, but talking about it might be a little odd. Especially if he can hear you."

Or, more to the point, if he can parse what's being said, which is seeming more likely.

[prazerbutterfly]

"Sans~ Wakey, wakey," he says completely ignoring everyone else now that Sans is 'hatching'. "Come out and we can put you in a cozy bed with lots of blankets. Wouldn't that be better than a stuffy egg?" What did you say, Ginko? Keep talking about it?

Oh, hello stinger. He's just going to grin at the egg now as he flicks an egg shell piece that broke off, or tries to and kind of flicks through it a few times before it connects and slides it a bit away, "We're all waiting for you O so patiently."