That's odd. I just looked at it and it seems fine.

Torrent, did you alter the post yourself?

Let's just get straight to the action.

caekdaemon (6 - 4 = 2)

What were you going to do again...? OH YEAHhh. Make that... eh... fog. No, mist! That's it! Mist! How do you do that?

After a few moments of thought, you remember. Pouring some more beer into a glass, you try to heat up the glass using your mental forge abilities. You manage to get the glass to heat up, but the beer simply starts getting warm. Eh. That's okay. You manage to resist the urge to drink more, and instead slump into your chair and relax.

Tokochiro (-)

You didn't post a move this round, but I see you did post SOMETHING, so that's okay. I assume you just wanted to regenerate your back anyway, and that has been done. Just make sure to post something next time.

CaveCricket (-)

Now this sounds interesting.
"Reddles, eh? Whoz dis guy an' whut kinda' reddles are deez?"

"Oh, they're the riddliest riddles you... ever! seen. Tha man... eh... daycodes. Yeah. Daycodes them. Old geezer's little loopy, though. Not like us! We're TOTALLY fine."
At this, he melts into his chair, drinking down the alcohol like he means to drown himself with it.
"Where eez dis mahn?" you ask the remaining man.
"Oh, ee's rieght thataway. Take a turn to the up, an' ee's right therrrrrrrr........"
The second one falls to the drink. Looks like you're not going to get any more information out of them. And even if you tried, you seriously doubt they would be sober enough to tell you.

Torrent (5)

Must... not... drink... more... beer.
AHA! Your willpower wins out. You hold your hand up to where you estimate your liver to be, and use healing touch. Unfortunately, nothing seems to be happening. Perhaps it's because you aren't actually touching your liver, or perhaps it's because your powers simply aren't strong enough.

Ociamarru (7)

Without a second thought, you take the glass to your mouth and swallow it down.
It burns like hell as it goes down your throat, but leaves you feeling wonderfully intoxicated.
You take another.
And another.
Drunken Jack seems to be getting a little dizzy. But nothing compared to you. You're almost falling out of your chair. What's in this stuff? Eh, it's of no consequence.
You drink another one.
"Ehhh, you sure yeh dount feel like givin' up ths time? I c'n take a 'undred times moarrr!"

Jack smiles drunkenly and pours another round.

Adam (2)


You continue your drunken charade.
"Anyone know 'bout tha one guy called The Jeester?"
The group turns and shakes their heads. You're pretty sure they're telling the truth, not just trying to get rid of you.
It's understandable. Who would know a guy planning on taking over the world?


Gabriel continues, drunk, singing a little tune to himself.

Aye, he's lookin' mighty yellow,
Good old farmer Joe.
Frum sittin' in the sun so very long,
He's quite a funny fellow...

I wonder why he sits outside
Like a tree, a growin'
'Till winter's chill makes him give in
And walk back to the inside.

I think he's growin, yes, I see.
Jus' like a funny, little tree.
If he sits out there any longer...
He's gunna sprout roots, indeed.

This is a very odd song.

Try harder.

Go Ocia go!

I vote that being drunk doesn't affect drinking actions.

Continue the contest until my liver fails. Oh, and blast the other guy's drink with my talisman.

Sorry I couldn't post yesterday. I hardly had any free time whatsoever.
But I'm here, ready to serve. Let's roll, eh?

caekdaemon (6 - 4 = 2)

You attempt again to heat your glass, but only get a fizzle, and then it dies. Darn.

Tokochiro (-)

You approach the table where Drunken Jack and Nikolai are battling it out, intent on joining the contest, but Jack puts an arm out and stops you before you say anything.
"Dis 'ere's a contest 'tween us two. You got'n no part in't."

It seems the honorable code of drinking contests prohibits you from entering this one. Damn.

Ociamarru (5) (3 - 4 = 1)

Perhaps you're right. VERY WELL. It shall be written, that even when you are devastatingly drunk, your drunkenness shall not ail you in matters of drinking more. *STAMPS*
You reach out with one hand and try to blast your opponent's glass, but your arm seems to slip right through it. Your vision is quite obviously failing.
Jack mistakes this as wanting to steal his round for yourself, and picks it up, draining it quickly. He asks the bartender to pour more rounds.
"Yeh reeely think I cn poor tha' stuff when'im sooo drunk? You poor em'."
The barman quickly pours another round.
You swallow it eagerly, but begin to feel like keeping your balance is a serious effort.
Then you hear voices speaking your name. You turn. People are cheering for you! That's awesome! You feel much more confident.

Adam (9)

You start a cheer for Nikolai. After a while, people begin chanting with you. They seem to think he has a chance of winning this contest. (+1 to Niko's morale)

CaveCricket (1 - 1 = 1)

You begin searching for this riddle decoder person, but you run smack into a really BIG dude. He's carrying two bottles of booze, and he looks unpleasantly sober.

And angry.

Torrent (7 - 2 = 5)

You stumble around the room, taking a good look at people. In the end, the only interesting thing you see is Niko having a drinking duel with some black-clothed chap. He seems to be struggling to remain in his chair. What could possibly be wrong?

Oh yeah. We're all drunk.


Gabriel has fallen asleep. He'll probably have a wicked headache when he wakes up.