get a swimming pool full of liquor

[aequivoci]

Date & Time: November 16th to 19th
Location: Cafeteria
Characters: Cross Marian and YOU~
Summary: He's claimed a table as his during this mutiny and will be drinking and judging everyone, mostly the mutineers...
Warnings: PG for language?! Will change as time goes on...

What kind of "mutiny" involves taking out about a dozen people?

How pathetic.

The fact that some Transports jumped on this "mutiny" is even more pathetic, and now the rest of them have to suffer from this nonsense.

Hey, at least he has his small stash of spirits: whiskey, bourbon, vodka, tequila (he doesn't mess with that one too much) rum, and his one true love, Romanée-conti wine, all bottles sitting in a black bag by his side. Depending on who you are, he may or may not offer you a drink. (And if you're not female and under 18 (and your name is not Allen "Idiot Apprentice" Walker), you're not getting any spirits.)

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[needsteaplz]

She laughed sheepishly. "My bad, I meant mutiny. Too bad we can't just throw them down against the UE and just leave them there. We'd be just as bad as them if we did."

As she sighed, she leaned back against her seat. "Well, it's not as futuristic but close to my own time about year 2012 or so. We were brought to this island off America's east coast called Prospero. Sadly, we weren't allowed to keep our powers but we were granted a different one to defend ourselves from a series of creatures that would come after us every time at midnight."

[aequivoci]

"Unfortunately, plus there's the added risk of annoying anyone who has mutual friends that are part of this 'mutiny'. I'm sure the UE wouldn't mind additional bodies to use, though."

He sips his drink as he listens, filing away key points: Prospero; midnight creatures.

"And did you have an idea why these creatures struck every midnight?"