DON'T THROW ANYONE INTO THE VOLCANO || o, beach party [wt]

[Wade Wilson]

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First up was the old creepy guy. Maybe creepy was a bit too harsh. Maybe just a monotone grandpa. Krataa. The male beamed nonetheless, glad that his first guest had shown up. "Pincher wanted me to throw a little shindig so I did it. You likey? I invited everyone in this place, so I'm sure we'll have more guests soon- oh- speak of the devil-" He cut off as Beatrice and Goldenluxury made an entrance. "Welcome to the party!" Shuffling over, he grinned at Goldie who he loved immediately. Yup. He liked her already. "Of course you can, kid." he promised. She could go with him. Like an adventure. A fiery adventure with a high probability of death. Super kid friendly so long as they had a responsible adult. Ahem. Beatrice seemed chock full of questions, to which he would answer easily. "One, it means Pincher wanted someone thrown into the volcano- i think memory's a bit fuzzy- but regardless it'll be cool. B, I actually don't know. I saw some kid drawing that thing one time and I thought it was cool. And thirdly, I got you guys hooked up with all that good good. Water, coconut water, all sorts of juices, and an array of alcohols that the rper can figure out it doesn't matter much anyways it's just drinks. Have fun."

A party. Hosted by Wade. Everything could go wrong. All that mattered was that nothing bad happened yet, so he was going to could this party as a success so far. He met his friend's gaze and grinned. "I knew you'd make it, Ness!" he called.

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