Lattie flicked her digit at the wall, the last few decorations getting hung along the wall. The bar area was dazzled out in the early, early morning hours when no one was around, giving the place a somewhat cheereful sheen on the somewhat sad occasion, but it was to remember the good times that were had. 'Thanks for the Memories!' was strung across the main area, to celebrate the times. Hopefully, there were good memories to be celebrated. Her own dress from their friday night RP night was added to the wall, making her smile.
Ginger grins as she raids the mini bar for a bottle of champagne. She'd probably drink it all, you know, one last hoorah for old times sake.
She shakes it vigorously and pops the top, spewing it everywhere. She gulps a mouth full and waves at Lattie, beginning to wonder if anyone else will show.
"Ya know something, Lattie? I'm gonna miss this place, even though all I did was loaf on a sofa, I'm gonna miss it." She sighs passing the bottle to Lattie, wondering if she wants a drink.
Lattenmon chuckles as she watches Ginger pop the top on the bottle, getting some on herself, wiping it off, but not otherwise concerned. "Yeah, I will, it is a nice place. Lots of good memories, and of course a few bad, but fuck that, right?" She takes the bottle and drinks a good few gulps, gasping aftewards and rubbing her throat. "Ach, alcohol..." she whispers out, then grins. She takes a seat beside Ginger, giving her a hug. "I'll still be around, you know, if you wanted to do something. I'll probably just be around in the forest, or the data streams, just gotta drop a line and I'll find ya." She smiles to her, giving her one more squeeze, in high spirits as she enjoys the good times.
-Walks up to the bar smiling at Ginger's show. Reaching beneath the counter he gets what he need and makes a mojito cocktail as best he can, offering the pitcher to the others. Before poring some out into a glass for himself-
"I'v only been here 2 months and I fell in love with the community, So chill. But I guess that might also have had its down sides since it seems to have been a bit to much"
-Raising his glass-
"To Furry-within and the good times it brought for us all"
Lattie just smiles to Vita, drinking more from the bottle of champagne. She raises the bottle to the toast, then drowns a good bit of it. Afterwards, and after a gasp of satisfaction, she sets the bottle down and flicks her digit at the juke box, getting it to play "Tie Your Mother Down," by Queen, bobbing her head along to the music. She starts to chuckle, the alcohol working in her system after a bit.
*i head into the seemingly new place obviosly fairly shy at the pepole i have never seen before, i blush a slight bit* "hello" *i walk to the beat of the music a bit and just sit nearby* //im lazy today so i did a super short post\\
The white-furred Renamon looks to the newcomer and chuckles, shaking her head. "Greetings, newcomer. You're a few years too late, I think, to get full use out of this wonderful place. We were just throwing a farewell party, as our site is going to be taken down at the end of the month, pretty much." SHe chuckles, beckoning him closer and offering him a glass of champagne, from a different bottle she's been drinking straight out of. "Come, enjoy yourself."
Earth enters in formal black suit, he takes a look around and smiles a bit seeing the place setting up for a party, the mixed breed walks up to the bar and takes a seat looking around the others who enters before him, he thinks to himself reflecting on the events that happened here, he had fun for the most part, he wasn't much for good byes seeing how he lost what could be called his home, his 2nd home.
"Man, sometimes good byes are harder then trying to push a bus..." he said with a smile seeming a bit optimistic
She grunts and rolls over, seeming to have passed out on the nearest couch. She stands and brushes her fur off and heads to the bar to grab another round of lord only knows what. Drinking her anger away? Kinda? She shrugged, grabbed a vodka bottle and made her way back to Lattie, waving at Vita, Yuko and Earth.
"Sorry," She started, propping herself up. "I get sloppy sometimes."
"Shame you came in as this place is dying" She waved at Yuko with a sad look on her face.
"Its been a blast." She raised the bottle and slammed some back. Clearly the vixen had a drinking problem lately.
Lattenmon grunts and flicks her ears, eyes blinking before scrolling through some text. "Well then, how handy." She flicks her digit at each bit of decoration, changing it from 'Farewell!' to 'Welcome back!' except each sight was slightly tilted sideways in some fashion. She was now drunk, after all.
"Seems we've had a change." She sits back down and rubs her eyes, reaching her arm around Ginger to give her a light squeeze.
I nod softly and head over and mumble a bit shyly* "better late than never"
i take a sip from the champagne never having had any alcoholic beverage i enjoy it a bit as my tail flickers about*
((apparently the site is staying thanks to an admin update))
The kitsune busts open a door, party poppers in both hands, the pair of them shaped like tiny plastic revolvers. A bandolier is strapped across her chest with reloads, and a bottle of tequila sits snugly holstered on her hip, hanging off her belt. Besides this, all she's got on is a scandalously thin pancho and an incredibly short skirt. "Party's cancelled on account of we're sticking around. That said, still reason enough to have a party!"
Turns her head to look at Libby when she bursts in, giggling loudly, pointing up at her decorations being 'Welcome Back!' now instead of 'Farewell!'. "Got ya, loud and clear, Libby, but first...IT'S HIIIIIIGH NOOOOOOOON!" Before finishing her sentence, she snaps her fingers and stands, now dressed as MaCree, shimmering bright gold from somewhere up above, paw at her side near the grip of a toy cap-gun revolver in a toy plastic holster.
Walks in stepping on the door and props it back up, looking around seeing everyone, then pulls a a handmade confetti cannon from bag and fires it, waving to all
i stare blankly at the mc cree impersinator* "ummmm" *i think for a second* "DIE" *i say jokingly*
i continue sipping the champagne and staying mostly quiet*