Video - Forward Dated to this evening

[ella_of_frell]

[ The feed is turned on, with the interior setting at Gearheads - notably the bar is not your average bar, but very steampunk in theme. Apparently tonight it's a bit rowdy from lots of people having drinks and having fun. Everyone likes fun right? What is perhaps surprising, is when the angle of the NV is shifted to show Ella - three sheets to the wind and standing on the counter Haruhi is working behind. While some people are still sitting there. They don't seem to mind. What's she doing on the counter? Singing and dancing apparently, a mug of something in her other hand, sloshing all over the place.

Oh yeah. She is SO drunk off her ass it's not funny. She isn't slurring yet though, so there's that! At some point, someone yells "Take it off!" and Ella happily obliges, unclapsing the white cloak she'd been wearing and dropping it over a chair, before resuming her performance. Now that the cloak is off, it's visible that she's wearing a rather steampunkish outfit to fit in with the theme of the bar. Once her performance comes to an end, she turns to Haruhi and pulls her up with her. Time to get KRUNK up in this joint (or maybe not)! What the hell, Ella of Frell. ]

[ OOC: I am so sorry. But yes, Haruhi kinda gave Ella a command a bit ago, to broadcast herself drunk and dancing on a table. Enjoy :D Actionspam okay if anyone wants to go to Gearheads (I can put up a log if they'd rather)! Haruhi and Ella will probably both be tagging in for kicks :D Also yes, people are randomly shouting helpful things such as in that clip, and she is complying with them. Funstuff. ]

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[ella_of_frell]

[ PFFF, that's silly, Chuck. ]

Is not - look [ A bit unsteady, she glances towards the window - then blinks. Huh. ]

Oh.

[ ... PFFF she just laughs anyway. ] So it is. When did that happen?

[paterelohim]

A while ago. How drunk are you?

[ella_of_frell]

[ Saluting again with her drink, to no one in particular. ]

As drunk as I gotta be~! [ ..in other words? ]

I have No idea! WHoa- [ Almost falling off the counter again - but she finds the nearly faceplanting into the floor rather funny, and sways back again with a laugh. ]

Well that was a near miss.

sob i always feel bad doing this

[paterelohim]

...Ella? Drink water. You're gonna feel like shit tomorrow.

Awww :D

[ella_of_frell]

[ The command settles, and she straightens, reaching over in the opposite direction for a pitcher of water. ]

Yeah? A'right, If y'say so! I like water better anyway.

[ Let's CHUG That Water like a PRO, Ella. You're gonna have to pee like racehorse two hours from now. ] ...

[ Sh... she's chugging the pitcher of water. The whole pitcher. ]

[paterelohim]

-Holy shit, what are you- slow down, girl, you're gonna throw up!

[ella_of_frell]

[ She certainly FELT like she was going to throw up, having done nothing but chug drinks in the past several hours. Her stomach felt like it was going to pop. Nonetheless, she obediently stopped chugging like a dying man in a desert. ]


No'gunna throw up -- promised Joe an' tha.. that guy wi'the face. [ She's so helpful. ]

[paterelohim]

Yeah, sure you did. Look, just do what you need to do tonight to take care of yourself, okay?

Uh... I'm kind of getting a... "not that experienced at drinking" vibe from you. It's something to be wary of.

[ella_of_frell]

Okie dokie -! [ Oh god, she never says Okie Dokie. Can she pretend this night never happened, tomorrow? ]

... Wha? [ She bursts out giggling, and stops just as quickly. Wait, what was she laughing at? Oh well! ]

Not in -- in -- ... [ Pause. ] No. I dranked -drunk? Drinke no um -- [ What's the word - screwit. ]

Had wine over a year ago - back home. An' sometimes mom'd give me a bit'o hers at sho- sosh-- get togethers. I don't drink. Cuz - this.

[ "this" is a general hand gesture that could mean herself, the bar, the situation as a whole - who knows! ]

[paterelohim]

This isn't normal drinking. You're completely plastered.

[ella_of_frell]

Plasere - plager-- That's a weird word. That's like. Smooshing shtuff to the wall like a wall paper. [ Giggling at that thought. And then just as abruptly. ]

I'm notta wallpaper, Shuck. Chuck. You guys got weird words. You're weird. But tha's okay, weir's cool.