call_me_snake: (Smirk)



OOC: Post to come tonight or in the morning.
call_me_snake: (Smile- Comicbook)
Snake hadn't forgot her birthday. He simply played a game. Early in the day he gave Aggie a call asking her to come out and help him work on a car later. He didn't even hint at remembering it was her birthday and she obviously picked up on it by the disappointment in her voice. He was lying but really it was for her own good. An hour later the cake arrived and Snake headed out to pick up Swan. things were slightly more relaxed between the two though the car ride was as long as Snake could bear spending with him. He let Swan go his way and Snake finished up preparing for the party. Now it was just a waiting game for guests and his expecting sister.
call_me_snake: (Father)


The Party )
call_me_snake: (Gun-NY)
In reference to This post


Snake had set out a few things and stocked the bar. He wasn't going to do much else. It was a party right? One he neglected to tell everyone the reason for. Snake didn't want people to know, he felt old but at the same time this was his first chance in years to have friends around on this day. He still wasn't much in the mood for the celebration, just the company. Only a few people knew what March 3rd was, he just hoped they would keep it to themselves.
call_me_snake: (Drunkard)
Invitation!




What: PARTY!

Where: My place. Don’t know where my place is, suggest you start calling but don’t expect me to tell you if you’re an ass.

When: 6 pm. March 3rd, 2007. Kids welcome.

How: How? What the fuck is how doing on an invitation? Who needs to be told how to party? What kind of bullshit?

Chips, slasa, vegatables and dip, steaks, baked potatoes, salad, candy, ice cream, cake, no, no fucking cake (Do I know any vegatarians? Hmmm?)

Glenfiddich, Guinness, Hacker Pschorr, Amaretto, Bailey’s, Malibu, Jameson’s, Knob Creek, Absolute… which ones? All of them what the fuck you think?, Kahlua, Chinco, Hudson Valley Wines: Seyval, Chardonnay, Stone Fence Hard Cider, Apple Blossom Blush, Merlot, International Red, Ruby's Kiss; grape juice, kool-aid, mixers

Who: You! Don’t come. That’s your fucking loss.

Why: Why is there a party? Don’t matter does it? Who needs a reason to drinks? Who the fuck made this damned thing?



OOC: Those of you who know why Snake is throwing a party, I expect you to spill it to the rest. HEHEHE (I'll put a post up for this tomorrow afternoon.)

Crossposted to [livejournal.com profile] theatrical_muse
call_me_snake: (What?)
Here's the deal. Tomorrow is Macaria's birthday. She's being all on the sly about it and thinks no one's doing shit for her. Yeah, she forgot the clever old bastard with one eye. I invited her to come down to the shop for a drink tomorrow sometime after noon. It's officially a party. She doesn't know and any bastard who tells her gets an ass kicking.

So that's it. Tomorrow, Viper, my custom shop, Manhattan, be there before noon, Macaria's birthday party, use the side door from the alley. If she has friends I don't know and you do, invite them. Need a ride down, let me know and I can figure something out.


The Party.. because the mun was too lazy to make two posts )
call_me_snake: (Hummer- Recline)
Snake had been on the sly for this and stashed stacks of pre-made snowballs around the yard long before anyone else in the house was awake. Sure others could find them and that only made it all the more fun. Snake came back inside and got a drink while he waited for the rest of his family and any visitors that may have accepted his invitation.

He hadn’t been in a snowball fight since the first morning his squadron spent at the Helsinki base. That was almost twelve years and it seemed like even longer to Plissken. This one was much the same. It started with a challenge of his claims of Snowball King. Snake frowned at the drink. He hadn’t even thrown a snowball since he lost his eye.

Pushing the thoughts away he set the things for cocoa, tea and coffee out on the dining room table. He wasn’t sure how many people would come. It might just be him, his family and the nameless challenger he planned on blasting as soon as she set foot on the property. It didn’t matter to Snake. He was out to have fun with the kids, especially his little girl.

Finishing up in the kitchen he went to the living room to start the fire. The huge living room fireplace was one of the things that made him fall in love with this house. Once it was going he sat back on the couch waiting for his family to come down. He could hear all the feet upstairs and giggles. It was a sound that relaxed his usual tensed demeanor. He glanced out toward the drive. No cars yet. Content, Snake laid back on the couch to soak up the warmth from the fire and the alcohol.


OOC )
call_me_snake: (Smirk)
My sister, well adopted sister... never mind it is a long story. Anyway she don't know many people but I am throwing her a party. I'd like her to meet some new people so you are all invited to stop by. There's free food and beer.

It will be up on my rooftop on the 4th (Backdated). Going to have a fucking kick ass view of the New York City Fourth Fireworks.

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