Ale King - (Challenge#2) Misha of VXIII

Drinking Challenge #2

Misha

Rules: Up to three may challenge Misha at a time. They will each roll 8xd100 and use the same template as normal. The results must not be posted up until DM responds to the thread at the end. If any of the three defeat Misha, all three get the win point! If the three lose, another group of up to three may attempt this challenge and rematches are allowed after 24 hours. Defeating her may require far more luck than normal....
@Cain Darlite @Lady Briar @Ashiore Evretto

The area was so full of drunks and those who were being literally carried away that at first, Misha was confused when she arrived here. The sight of all the liquid though did remind her that she was hungry and thirsty today. Didn't they have chips or something at these kinds of places? Misha wandered over to a table and saw three people looking at her. She had completely forgotten if she had just met them earlier or if they were look a likes or what...

A very classy looking man in white, he looked like he might taste like chicken!
A cat girl that looked perfectly in Vermy's taste range.
The other one was pretty. Who was she again?

Misha saw mugs in front of her but hesitated for a second.

"Mmmmm... what am I doing here?"

Sitting down with a confused and tired look. Misha would do what she normally did when she was lost or confused.

She consumed things, starting with the drinks in front of her.

Wellness: - 25
Drunkenness: N/A

Thrown dice:

70

22

86

44

95

38

36

44

435
Win: 0 / Lose: 0

!!SPECIAL DRINKING ABILITY ACTIVATE!!
[Jiangshi Body]

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Ashiore grimaced at the situation she found herself in. She'd just been intending on trying to catch up with Misha, but it looked like the other girl was awfully thirsty, the way that she just started going to town on the mugs of ale. It looked like she wasn't all that different from the last time that Ashiore saw her. But hopefully she wouldn't be attempting to eat Ashiore's animal companions now. Was she still starving? And where was her friend, actually? Triz-something, if Ashiore recalled right.

She'd play along for now, but once this was done she'd go over to check on Misha, she decided. She wasn't really looking forward to the drinking, but she could probably force herself through it. Resigned, Ashiore picked up the first mug, and tried her best.

Wellness: - 10
Drunkenness: + 00

Thrown dice:

23

9

68

18

95

3

59

34

299
Win: 0 / Lose: 0
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Why on earth was he planning on going for another round of drinks when he had already spewed out the contents of his stomach the round before? Probably because he was insane, that’s what. Stumbling onto a stool, Cain let out a loose, friendly grin towards the four fine ladies that joined him on this…group drinking session? There was Lady Briar, the testicle thief, Lady Ashiore, the dead pet girl, and then this China wannabe that was…

“AHAHAHAHAHA!”

Bursting out in surprise at her quick demolition of the very mugs that held the ale, Cain almost fell off his stool, recovering only with some rapid windmilling, before the white suited man pulled over his own flagon of drinks. “Got some wild style, lady,” he praised, raising his own flagon as a toast to the girl’s dedication to EATING EVERYTHING. The sweet alcohol spilled over onto his hands, reminding him that he was doing it wrong as well, and without further ado, Cain began to chug, chug, and chug away, so happy his heart could burst from the monotony of the task before him.

Really, what was he doing?

Wellness: - 00
Drunkenness: +25

Thrown dice:

50

64

99

27

27

46

38

55

431
Win: 3 / Lose: 2​

 

"Whadya do here ish playin' game o' dinkidinks, ain't it?" Her words slurred, speech moving between quick and slow at various moments, Briar was happy to look over the rather lovely woman before her. The alcohol was so deep in her blood half her words were no longer in English normal people knew- her British accent had become deeper, more protruding as she spoke.

Holding a hand out to the lady, she smiled a bumbling oaf's grin. "Honor me with a drink, fair lady? I'm but a bloody codger. Beauty is necessary for a happy life. Lemme drink you up like this fine ale~"

Wellness: - 00
Drunkenness: + 175

Thrown dice:

4

62

64

98

26

68

92

43

632
Win: 9 / Lose: 8
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Drinking Challenge #2

Misha

@Cain Darlite @Lady Briar @Ashiore Evretto

Misha looked into her last mug with a dull look in her yellow eyes. Shaking it she then turned it over and made a pout. There was nothing left...

"....None left? Mmmmm... there was so much just... mmmm, before."

She looked at the three people who were across from her. She smiled at them and pointed at the mug. Someone mentioned something about winning or losing... she had no idea what he was talking about. Was it to her? Was she losing something? How silly, Well actually no... she was missing her drinks for sure!

"Oh hello! Mmm...did you all come for drinks? I don't think there are any? Or... there mmmm... were?"

Misha got up and bowed deeply before leaving. She wanted to find a place serving some food!

!!YOU WIN!!
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