a part that swings from trees / would you rather welcome event

[clarence a.]

Clarence wasn't quite sure what to do, if he was being entirely honest. He hadn't played any sort of 'party games' since his own time and he was fairly certain that no one would know what those were. Besides, honestly, he hadn't even played that many back then. He'd been the sort of party-goer that ate all the good food at the buffet, said hello to a few people just to maintain his polite reputation, and then stick to the sides of the room for the remainder of the night, desperately hoping no one asked him to dance. He'd asked Bex for some suggestions and she had quite a few, some of which were more... favorable than others. So, he decided to go with one of the more mild ones she'd mentioned to him. "Elysium, if you're interested in a game of would you rather, please make your way over here," he called. After he'd garnered the attention of a few people, he spoke once again, "I've been told this is a game where one player gives another two separate options and then, depending on which they pick, the individual has to actually do whatever task they selected."

LISTEN UP; HEAR THE PATRIOTS SHOUT

BLOOD LUST IN A HOLY WAR

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[AUGUST]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]In a lame tracking post of sorts, August made his way over to the gathering and plopped onto his haunches. He had played this game before, more or less, so he knew generally how it worked. It sounded like fun to him, especially if Clarence was hosting it. [glow=black,1,400]"Sounds fun."[/glow] Chirped the young wolf.