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The Return of the Ice Bar
Intro here when I feel like it.
Stay and chat; order a drink or something. Got lots of spiced cider. Don’t lick the bar. |
Open!
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*is dressed TOTALLY inappropriately for the weather, doesn't have any fucks to give*
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Derpy waddles over to the bar and attempts to climb onto a chair.
"Can I have a cocoa pwease?" |
Don’t lick the bar?? But why go through the trouble of making your bar out of a popsicle in the first place, then? :O
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It's a water-flavored popsicle, Toho. not a fruit-flavored one.
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I’m gonna lick the bar
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"Me too! I wanna lick the bar too!"
Derpy giggles. |
Oh dear, those lights you're tangled up with aren't too tight, are they, Derpy?
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Oh yay drinks
Just my kind of Xmas |
Derpy, please, I’ll give you two hot cocoas if you don’t lick the bar.
Den — I mean, I have a habit of wearing just a t-shirt and jeans out in the snow. ...It’s a bad habit. .......I got sick in Pittsburgh with alarming frequency. Toho — ...Wait. Are ice cubes just square popsicles, then? ...GLITCH NO. |
Brb giving the bar a big ol' licc
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Derpy wiggles free of the string of lights. "I'm okay!" He announces happily to Witchchylde.
At the offer of a second cocoa, he hesitates. It almost look like he's going through an existential crisis. Then the grins and claps excitedly. "More cocoa!" |
...Ugh. You know what, fine, I’m putting out a large carafe of warm spiced mead. For use when, not if, tongues get stuck in the inane pursuit of licking the bar.
Derpy gets an extra hot chocolate because he’s too young. |
Well, being just a face, I think I'm fine lol
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...I wonder if eyeballs can get stuck to ice, or if the salinity would prevent that.
... ...Now I kind of want to get an ice cube and put it on my eye to see what would happen. EDIT: Or, uh, not... see. |
Derpy sits at the edge of his seat, happily kicking his little legs and sipping a hot cocoa.
"Yummy!" |
Stick my eyeball on and see what happens
Use the other eye? |
<...I cannot, in good conscience, do that.>
-hands Derpy some more marshmallows- |
Well that's no fun
-ghosts through bar- Tastes like chocolate for some reason |
<...Espy says they spilled chocolate syrup on it, earlier.>
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If this is a real experiment, perhaps use an unalive eye for the ice cube vulnerability?Or a facsimile such as a peeled grape?
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Derpy dumps half the marshmallows in his cocoas and munches on the rest of them in between sips of the cocoa.
"Tank you CRT!" He holds a slightly sticky little paw up for a high-five. |
A facsimile might work
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it'd taste better, too.
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Looooool it would
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*knocks back a peppermint schnappes in hot chocolate*
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//toasts tons of s'mores
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AM GONNA LICK
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ANOTHER MEMBER JOINS THE LICC
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DOES IT TASTE LIKE CANDY CANES
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//chews on s'mores and watches the liccing go down
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yay, the ice bar is back.
anyways, snow. snowflakes. snowy. |
...-is glad he doesn’t have parts that could get stuck on the ice-
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licks the ice bar, inevitably gets stuck
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<...You get hot cocoa to melt the ice because you’re also too young.>
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*climbs in*
Ah the ice bar! ^-^ I'll have one nice warm cup of cinnamon tea please. -U- |
<One cinnamon tea coming right up. Would you like sugar cubes?>
I was going to get a large bottle of spiced apple cider yesterday from the nearby Trader Joe’s, but I didn’t want to walk home carrying a half-gallon of liquid, so. |
Derpy pouts at his high-five attempt being ignored and instead scoots over to share smores with Daikokunyo.
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-U- No sugar cubes for me, thank you.
:/ MMmmh, woulda been a good idea. All that apple cider is gonna be locked on by everybody as soon as Christmas begins. |
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