balmung Clio's bachelorette party!

[Arrelaine]

This is a day awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. Time to pre-party for the party!

[Cliodhna Eoghan]

Poor Bri is going to end up there and wondering why she agreed to this.

 

cause she luvs clio even if she'd rather not admit it >|

[Dat Oni]

I'm signing up Koporo as a shirtless waiter. ^^

[Arrelaine]

Got you!

[Cliodhna Eoghan]

whoo party tonight!!

[Telluride]

[Arrelaine]

Sooooon the HoD manor will be taken over by drunk ladies~

[Dat Oni]

 

[SM Nick]

Here are my pics of the party!

[SM Nick]

And here are some extras of the aftermath (after Oka recovered)

 

[LiadansWhisper]

I'm sorry I couldn't make it.    Damn work.

[Cest]

Work ended up pulling me away near the start.

Nice to see everyone had fun though!

[Y'uraq Tia]

I'm Sorry I couldn't make it, was really looking forward to being a shirtless server too!

[Faye]

All dem shirtless men. It was fun!

[Cliodhna Eoghan]

thank you everyone that came out and helped make this party so awesome! it was so much fun and i grabbed a looot of pics x3

 

everyone arriving

tearaway suits and the lady in purple had a five o'clock shadow....

val tending to his princess

otto's rockin that fishing hat

there's leanne wayy in the back before she started losing her clothing...

arry starting up a shots contest with a twist (low numbers mean you get to drink, high numbers are a no go)

three hours in and it's starting to wind down a bit

but not before we're treated to a display of flexibility while drinking.

arry and val teasing back and forth

seems we may have skinned the same coeurl....

and jancis gives clio a exotic dance

i was also treated to quite a few songs that night. still trying to track them all down but i'll post them in a spoiler as i get them x3

 

 

"stuffed couerl top"

Gold hair, full lips, Hangs in her workshop buildin' airships; leather pants, work gloves, and all around her, men are falling in love...

 

They come a runnin' and they ain't gonna stop, 'cause every man's crazy for a stuffed couerl top.

 

Tool belt, work book, They're behind her shoulder tryin' to get a look. Thick boots, big wrench; still hotter than a bar wench.

 

They come a runnin' and they ain't gonna stop, 'cause every man's crazy 'bout a stuffed couerl top.

 

Lipstick, Fishin' hat, You know you wanna see her wearin' that. Dark shades, rags stained with oil, but it's somethin' else makin' the boys' blood boil.

 

They're watchin' for her to come outta the shop, 'Cause every man's crazy 'bout a stuffed couerl top.

 

 

"CLIO'S PRINCE!"

click at your own risk :lol:

 

She wants a sleazy AlaMhigan Prince yeah!

La-La-La

Who’s all into bitin’ and who’s hung like a titan!

 

She wants a manly AlaMhigan Prince yeah!

La-La-La

Who’s not into dudes and who trims his own pubes

 

She wants a hairy AlaMhigan Prince yeah!

La-La-La

Who will lick her and hump her in her pre-moistened dumper

 

SHE DON’T WANT NO KOBOLD!

She just thinks that a Highlander’s gold

SHE’LL GO DOWN ON HIM

and swallow like his spunk’s made of Gin

 

She needs a battle-hardened AlaMhigan Prince yeah!

La-La-La

And she’ll stop in her tracks and get on her back

 

She pines for a burly AlaMhigan Price yeah!

La-La-La

Who’s good for a laugh and who will fuck her in half

 

She calls for a sexy AlaMhigan Prince yeah!

La-La-La

She can sit on his face, who cums second place

 

HE CAN EVEN BE POOR

So long as he’ll have her with four on the floor

SHE’LL SWALLOW HER PRIDE

So long as she gets that Mhigan inside

 

She wants a tasty AlaMhigan Prince yeah!

La-La-La

Who don’t know shit about cooking, Who is arrogant looking

 

She wants a randy AlaMhigan Prince yeah!

La-La-La

With a couple of sisters who can raise a few blisters

 

She wants a shameless AlaMhigan Prince yeah!

La-La-La

Who’s virile and young, with a vibrating tongue

 

SHE COULD EVEN USE TWO

Play your cards right, she could loan one to you

IF SHE GETS HIM, WELL THEN…

We’re sure she will never leave home again

 

 

"breathe"

Burdened by a long day full of tasks,

I feed you, clean you, and save this for last,

I don’t wait for you to ask, my love,

It's going happen, you shan't have to ask.

 

I listened, you described, how your patience had waned,

As my fingertips subtract all your pain,

Your voice is tired now, deserving respite,

So lay back and relax, let my fingers reign.

 

Be still my darling, this never fails,

Fluent in texture, love spoken in brail,

I’ve an ally below, a small conspirator,

A hero to us both, In a tiny vessel, sets sail.

 

Now you’ve voiced your fears and shed your tears,

It’s time to lay down your weary head my dear,

It’s time for you melt in my embrace,

It’s time for you to breathe in my ear.

 

The direction, my sweet, is not the key,

Just feel it now, the rhythm of his journey,

Circles or side to side, up and down if you please,

I navigate you, our destination will set you free.

 

Just be still my love, you are trying to stall,

Not one more word, you’ve said them all,

I'd understand you by your sigh and your smile,

You’re safe in my arms, nowhere to fall.

 

You’re very close now, almost time to leap,

If I do it just right, feel free to weep,

Let it come dear, this bliss is for you,

My gift to you, plunge into oblivion deep.

 

So silent and still but for us here,

The sound of your eyelids clicking is clear,

It’s time for you melt in my embrace,

It’s time for you to breathe in my ear.

 

"next morning"

When I walk into a bar because it’s been a long day,

And approach the counter with something to say,

Hello good blunt, I’ve got some gil here for you

I’d like to use it to buy a drink or two.

Okay cat, they say with a wipe of their rag

Your gil is good here, what’ll you have

 

So I start with beer, . . . Cause I love it so dear,

Next I sip wine, . . . Now I'm starting to feel fine

Now a glass of brandy, . . . Oooo, feeling a bit randy

Then I go to rum, . . . Makes me wiggle my bum,

Then I try some gin, . . . By then I’m wearing a grin,

Then next some whiskey, . . . Ain’t my fault I get frisky.

 

But theeeen the next morning, with strangers my bed is teeming,

 

Last night left me reeling . . . how is my bra stuck to the ceiling?

Who’s that in my bed, I thought her hair was red?

Who's this gentlemen caller, wasn’t that turnip taller?

What's this taste in my mouth . . . who is that big lout?

Why am I crushed flat? Don’t remember that Roe being so fat.

Where did my clothes go? Don’t tell me that’s a chocobo.

 

So I tell myself never again, which lasts until another bad day ends.

Back to the bar with my gil, looking for relief and my fill.

 

So I start with beer, . . . Cause I love it so dear,

Next I sip wine, . . . Now I'm starting to feel fine

Now a glass of brandy, . . . Oooo, feeling a bit randy

Then I go to rum, . . . Makes me wiggle my bum,

Then I try some gin, . . . By then I’m wearing a grin,

Then next some whiskey, . . . Ain’t my fault I get frisky.

 

But theeeen the next morning, with strangers my bed is teeming,

 

That was a weird dream. Aren’t these guys the rugby team?

For this I’m too old. I hope that’s not a kobold.

Why am I covered in honey? Is she dressed like a bunny?

Why are people under the bed? I hope that one’s not dead.

I'm all dry in my throat . . . Who owns that goat?

My memory is foggy . . . why are the sheets so soggy?

 

So I tell myself never again, which lasts until another bad day ends.

Back to the bar with my riches, trying to forget all them bitches.

 

So I start with beer, . . . Cause I love it so dear,

Next I sip wine, . . . Now I'm starting to feel fine

Now a glass of brandy, . . . Oooo, feeling a bit randy

Then I go to rum, . . . Makes me wiggle my bum,

Then I try some gin, . . . By then I’m wearing a grin,

Then next some whiskey, . . . Ain’t my fault I get frisky.

 

Altogether now!

 

So I start with beer, . . . Cause I love it so dear,

Next I sip wine, . . . Now I'm starting to feel fine

Now a glass of brandy, . . . Oooo, feeling a bit randy

Then I go to rum, . . . Makes me wiggle my bum,

Then I try some gin, . . . By then I’m wearing a grin,

Then next some whiskey, . . . Ain’t my fault I get frisky.

 

"have you ever really loved a woman?"

To really love a woman, to understand her

You gotta know her deep inside

Hear every thought, see every dream

An' give her wings when she wants to fly

Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms

You know you really love a woman

When you love a woman

You tell her, that she's really wanted

When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one

'Cuz she needs somebody

To tell her that it's gonna last forever

 

 

[Star Lin]

It was fun.  Wish I could have gotten there for the per-party stuff.  Kest even got enough of a buzz to start flirting with Nathan near the end of the shot contest.  Unfortunately issues with my sister running me out of the bed room and then my own RL shyness showing through kept me from getting more RP in with her.  Oh well, there's another shot contest around the corner so hopefully I'll get some good RP in on her then.