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994099 No. 994099 ID: fd4d13

It’s strip poker night at Questden! You help decide who wins it all- and what the losers forfeit!

This is a massive seven-quest crossover game of strip Texas hold ‘em. The winner of each hand keeps their clothes and can make anyone who doesn’t fold do a dare. Each player has brought a special item they can bet as a last resort!

Suggestors vote for the fifth community card (the “river”) based on the reactions of each player. Feel free to suggest dares, but the players might be too distracted to listen!

The Players
(From left to right. Name, Author, Quest Title, Wiki Link)
- Lady Serah Kensington, Donut, Lazy Fairy (assisted by Landi the Fairy), https://questden.org/wiki/Lazy_Fairy
- Arthurius Radiant, Poltergeist Ethanoic Acid, Enclosed Curtains, https://questden.org/wiki/Enclosed_Curtains
- Mary Kil, Bitequest, SEXCOM, https://questden.org/wiki/SEXCOM
- Willamina and Cat, Edmango, Catalyst, https://questden.org/wiki/CATALYST
- Alma Harjula, Gnoll, Inhabiting Malevolence, https://questden.org/wiki/Inhabiting_Malevolence
- Franklin, Clockwork Seal, Porn Quest, https://questden.org/wiki/Porn_Quest
- Queen Chinzebeth VII, Lonelyworld, Chinzebeth VII, https://questden.org/wiki/Chinzebeth_VII

The Rules
- At the beginning of each round, the dealer (Blingo Bopkus) will privately deal each player two hole cards and reveal the first four community cards (the flop and the turn). Each player then decides whether to fold. Players who fold automatically strip one item of clothing, but are safe from dares that round.

- Suggestors vote on what the river card will be based on the remaining players’ reactions. Each remaining player takes turns showing their cards and announces what they will dare the other remaining players to do if they win. The winning hand does not strip, and the losers perform the dare. Tie winning hands neither strip nor perform dares.

- Players are out when they have no items or eligible clothing left to bet.
- Players out of the game can still be dared.
- A player may decide to bet their special item instead of an item of clothing for a round.
- Players keep the clothes and special items that they win.
- Suggestors may suggest dares, items of clothing to remove, topics of conversation and drinks to be enjoyed.
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No. 994100 ID: fd4d13
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Franklin has just arrived. He has been out of town for a long time, but he’s back and looking to make new friends, so a poker night feels like a good idea. He also brought his Nintendo Switch with the HD Rerelease of Star Wars Episode I: Racer installed, he’s hoping that if people get tired of playing cards maybe he could play it with somebody.

He also has a whole bunch of snacks, he stopped by Another Chick In The Wall to pick up a whole bunch of chicken strips and various dipping sauces and chips and dips as well.

He greets everyone present and takes a seat at the table.

“Hi folks, my name’s Franklin. I’ve been out of town for a while and a lot of my old friends moved away, and I figured a poker night would be a good way to meet new people.”

A chubby corgi person is messing about with a large stainless steel liquid cylinder sitting on the floor next to her. She hops up in the chair next to Franklin when he sits down.

“Hi there!” she says, smiling and waving excitedly. “My name is Mary Kil! I brought some party punch!”

“Neat! You can’t have a good party without punch.” Franklin hefts a large paper bag up onto the table, “I brought a bunch of dips, chips, and some sauces with the strips,” he chuckles proudly at his own rhyme. “So it sounds like we’ve got everything we need for a great night of games, at least as soon as everyone gets here!”

A rather tall man stands awkwardly next to an empty chair. ”I’m Kog Sillyman,” he says. “I’m holding her royal majesty's place. I’m going to have to, uh, sample all that food and drink to, you know, make sure it isn’t poisoned.”

“I don’t really see that as a problem, I should have plenty for everyone!” Franklin chimes in. He sits down and takes out his switch while he waits for the rest of the players to arrive.
No. 994101 ID: 774442

Whoa, this better not be an April Fools joke

Franklin: better plug that switch in, avoid running out of batteries
No. 994516 ID: 12b116
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Mary Kil, the short corgi person, grabs some lab glassware and sets it on the table in front of her. She has a little hose, and something hisses ominously under the table.

“I’d love some of those chicken strips in a bit!” she says to Franklin.

“This ‘s my famous Party Punch! It’s got blue, and glowy, and some ethanol out of the lab to give it that bit of extra kick! Just let me know if you want some!”

There’s a metallic ping from the container below the table and a hiss of gas as she fills an Erlenmeyer flask with faintly-glowing, neon blue liquid and then takes a little sip, smacking her lips.

“I’ll definitely take some!” Franklin chimes in, “Probably just a little to start out since people are still getting here, so the party hasn’t really started yet.”

She pulls out another titration flask and fills it partway up for Franklin, although a boiling flask rolls across the table as well.

“That one’s for a dare!” she says, grinning.

“Well I’ll try not to end up with that one then!” Franklin says, happily taking the Flask from Mary and taking a quick sip, coughing slightly. “Oh wow, I didn’t expect it to be quite so … strong.”

“Wait, what? That sounds stupid good! Save some for me!” a tiny, tinkling voice calls out from the other room.

Kog raises a hand “I better try some of that too, ya know poison . . .”

“Sure thing!” Mary says happily, glassware clinking as she disappears under the table again. “It mostly sorta tastes like raspberry flavor,” she says, “and alcohol.”
No. 994535 ID: ca2950
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A high pitched drone fills the air and a ball of light coalesces into a humanoid shape.
Alma: “Ensign Harjula reporting for dut- Argh! Where am I? What’s going on!? Did the transit gate malfunction? Am I dead? Is this what being dead is like?”

She takes a moment to assess the situation and notices Mary Kil and Franklin across the table.

“Am I where I’m supposed to be?” she asks, edging away from the human, Kog Sillyman.

Mary waves excitedly. “Hi! I’m Mary Kil and this is a multi-world strip poker game! I don’t know what ‘poker’ is, but I brought drinks!” she kicks something under the table with a metallic clang, “And Franklin there brought snacks!” she points to Franklin. “So if you want drinks or snacks, then probably!”

Alma glances around nervously.

“Poker? I have no idea what that is, but if I’m not inside reality, it’s not against the rules to drink on duty… I hope.” she says, letting out a sigh. “I think I’m going to need it.”
No. 994573 ID: 1d109c
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After taking a gentle sip, Kog boldly continues drinking. “Sometimes the poison, uh, sinks to the bottom, gotta keep drinking to make sure.”
“You really don’t need to make excuses, it’s a party!” Franklin says, taking another sip of the glowing liquid himself.
“It’s um, deniability or something... actually, forget I said that.” Kog quickly changes the subject “Um, this chair definitely isn’t fit for Her Majesty, there’s no pillow... I’m just gonna chuck it.”
“I mean, it’s a bit early in the night to be throwing chairs around,” Franklin shrugs.

Alma reluctantly takes a beaker of the blue liquid and sniffs it, before wrinkling her nose. “If everyone is drinking stuff this strong, it might definitely happen, though.” she notes before taking a drink of the concoction.
No. 994574 ID: 8483cf
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From the other side of the room, a tall blond girl in a pink dress whispers nervously to an overexcited blue light bulb with wings.

“Should I be drinking yet?” the blonde asks, eyeing a bottle of Chardonnay.

“No! No pregaming for you, Lady Lightweight!” The blue ball barely slows down enough to be anything less than a bouncing blur, fixing her friend’s dress, tucking in her bodice, and adjusting the heart-shaped clasp keeping it all in line. You’re here, you’re hawt, you’re classy. That’s how you get these guys’ attention at first. Take it easy, and they’ll love you!”

“The tall one is cute…”

“He’s not playing.”

“He’s not?!” The blonde bites her lip. “I thought there wasn’t going to be an audience!”

“Easy, Serah! Easy! Look, he’s just a servant. You have those back home, right? He’s a piece of furniture. Watch, I’ll prove it.”

“No, don’t-”

There’s a miniature whirlwind of sparkly dust and tinkling of wine glasses as the fairy sweeps over the table and through the chairs in a well-practiced program of aerial attention whoring.

“Hey! Hi! How are you? You two are looking AWESOME!” the fairy zips to the center of the table and gives a deep-winged curtsy to Mary Kil, Franklin and Alma, pointedly ignoring Kog Sillyman. “I’m Landi! But I’m just a pretty face. You want to meet the brains of the operation, don’cha? Meet MY SEXY LADY FRIEND SEXY LADY SERAH!”

“Hello!” Serah says with a quick wave, trying to ignore Kog.

Kog, who is used to being ignored, is taken off guard by the towering beauty of Serah. He lowers the chip bag he was eating from and bows. “You must be Lady Kensington. Her majesty Queen Chinzebeth has left me at your disposal until her arrival… if you need help with your chair or anything, just ask.”

Serah smiles and scratches her neck. “At my disposal? How kind of Her Majesty… Yes, please!”

“Oh, hi!” Franklin waves over to Serah and Landi, “I didn’t see you when I came in, we’ve got drinks and snacks, so the party’s almost ready to go!”

Serah allows Kog to seat her with a happy scoot.
No. 994758 ID: e51896
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Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a thought bubble surrounds an empty chair. Within the cloud is a gray creature dressed very formally. One set of his antenna is poking out of his tophat, and one set of long ears droops down from the sides of his face. The thought cloud surrounding the creature then vanishes leaving the visitor sitting on the chair in front of the poker table. He surveys the room of players for a moment before finally speaking.

:sp_arthurius: :"Salutations, everyone! My name is Arthurius Radiant and I am what you may call a dreamcier. We create and manage dreamworlds for you dreamers to visit, and I am a nightmare bounty hunter who helps keep unauthorized nightmares from ruining those dreamworlds. I was allowed by our guild to visit and spend some time in this reality and make friends with some dreamers. Here is my card!"

Arthurius then passes out his business cards to each of the players’ seats.
No. 994759 ID: e51896
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“An extradimensional door-to-door solicitor?” Serah blinks in surprise. “Um, no thank you.”

“Do you sell custom-made dreams?” Landi asks innocently. “Like ones about big, strong farm boys?”

:sp_arthurius: :"eerrrr.... Give us a call when you're dreaming with that card and I’ll see if my sister Magnolia can hook you up with something."

“Please don’t actually do that!” Serah puts her hands to her face.

Mary slides his card back across the table. “Sorry! The Tourism Bureau of Gray Lake takes care of me, so I can’t spend money or take contracts or anything like that. Nice ta meecha though! I’m Mary Kil!”

Arthurius takes the business card back with a smile.

:sp_arthurius: :“Likewise, Mary! And don’t worry, all business including calling us takes place within our dreamworlds, not in your reality. The service requires no contracts, and services are free. The Bounty Corral Guild pays me for any invasive nightmares I catch that you may come across or accidentally think up when visiting our dreamworlds. If you want my card back at any time, please let me know!”

Mary nods.
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A pair of humans walk into the room, one’s carrying a polaroid camera and dressed in a sharp black dress. The other is in a checkered shirt with its sleeves wrapped up revealing some tattoos. The two are in the midst of a discussion.

Cat: 5 SLUSHEES each for entering a strip poker game is pretty cheap I’d say. Though I still think it’s weird that we’re going to be on a team. I haven’t heard of people playing that way before.

Willamina: IT’S FINE. We’ll just be splitting up who strips between rounds. What, are you nervous that your NAKED legs will be touching mine at some point in the night?

Cat’s face turns red at that as the two walk over to their seat at the center of the table.
No. 994877 ID: afe7de
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:sp_arthurius: :”Oh hello! And who might you two be? I’m Arthurius, nightmare bounty hunter at your service, and I just got here myself too!

He passes Willamina and Cat a couple of his business cards.

:sp_arthurius: :”and umm… may I ask what you meant by ‘naked legs?’ er… what kind of game are we playing here exactly? I forgot to ask…

Willamina: I’m Willamina and THIS is Cat. We’re here to play STRIP POKER. At least, this is our monthly strip poker game right Bobby?

There is a muffled agreement from the other room followed by the loud sounds of slurping.

:sp_arthurius: :”St-st-STRIP POKER? No wonder why some of the guild staff gave me weird looks… Err… well, I already spent a lot of currency to sell my services and form bonds here, so I guess I can’t back out now! Even if I don’t really know how to play poker..."
No. 995077 ID: ca2950
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Franklin deals everyone two cards and places the flop face up, revealing a Jack of Spades, Jack of Hearts, Seven of Clubs and Four of Spades

Alma: “Okay, um… Is it good to have pictures of the conjoined things with the facial whiskers like the ones on the table? I’m not sure how this game works.”

:sp_arthurius: :Hmmm, here, I’ve been looking at this rules card myself, but you can have it. I’ll just look up the rules on my phone instead.

Arthurius passes the rules of Poker card towards Alma, not realizing it is written in a language she probably cannot read.

Alma looks at the card, adjusts her glasses, turns the card sideways, lifts her glasses and squints at it, then places the card back down on the table.

“A-Ah… I get it now. But when you say ‘strip’ and ‘naked’, what does that actually mean? Are those some kind of slang terms for game mechanics?”

“I’m afraid not, Alma.” Serah looks at her cards with obvious worry. “These cards are worthless. I’m folding, which means…”

Serah bends down under the table and pops up a few seconds later holding her black flats and biting her lip. “I’m going to assume nobody wants me to put these on the table.”

Arthurius squints through his sunglasses, trying to see past the darkness within the dimly lit room.
:sp_arthurius: :Ugh, why was it a good idea to wear sunglasses here again? I can’t see my cards too well without having to slide them off my eyes… ah well, I’m folding just so I can get rid of these. Winner gets my cool shades! Enjoy!

Mary Kil looks in mild confusion at the face-up cards on the table.
“Oh do you not know how to play? It’s pretty easy I can explain it” Franklin says
“No clue!” Mary says. “Playin’ cards don’t look anythin’ like these where I’m from! I can tell this one is heart, but we got swords, coins, staves an’ cups on ours.”

“Oh that sounds really neat! We have hearts, diamonds, spades which are the little shovel looking one, and clubs,” Franklin points at his sweater, “Which are my favorite. The cards with numbers are better when they get bigger, and then the Jack, Queen, and King in that order, and then the Ace. You want to use your two cards and the cards on the table to make the best hand of 5 cards that you can, there’s a card here that shows how good hands are.”

“So there’s no Cavaliers and there ain’t a trump deck,” Mary says, mostly to herself.

“Nope, but that sounds pretty neat. You’ll need to show me your cards sometime!” Franklin pipes up.

“Sure thing!” Mary says. “I get the dare part though.” She looks thoughtful for a moment “T’be honest, I could use a good brushin’. Hard to brush yourself when your arms are so short!”

Cat perks up and puts a hand into his pocket, pulling out a small metal bar, he presses a button and out pops his switchcomb.

Cat: You can use my switchcomb, I mostly use it on my thick hair, but it’s had success on Beast Kin in the past.

Mary taps her lip and smiles. “Doesn't really solve the arm issue.” Without actually looking at her cards, she slaps her hand down on the table. “Will and Cat, I dare ya to gimme a brushin’ if I win!”

Alma fiddles with the beaker of Mary’s party punch. “We get to dare people to do things if we win? Then I dare Mr. Franklin to hop on one foot if I win, I guess.”

The final River card can be suggested to determine the final hand.
No. 995078 ID: 0fae41

2 of diamonds.
Did Serah bring potions? She should bring those out for testing. I mean dares.
No. 995080 ID: b1b4f3

Eight of hearts.
No. 995087 ID: 5b7e10

The 6... of Cups!
No. 995089 ID: e7c7d3

The ace of clubs
No. 995090 ID: ce39da

King of Spades.

Question; is Cog also playing in the Queen’s stead? Ya know, to test for... contact poison. On the cards. Or something.
No. 995123 ID: 1a3aae

Reminder: though not guaranteed it will be picked, suggestors can also suggest dare ideas one character can order another to do, and think up ideas for topics of conversations one character can have with another or multiple characters for future banters. Have fun! :)
No. 995124 ID: 0b553a

Cat/Will are especially interested in dares involving Willamina’s Camera.
No. 995130 ID: 5ee86b

Hey Arthurius, being naked in public is a common dream and/or nightmare, right? That might be interesting to talk about. Or for anybody to make a dare out of.
No. 995163 ID: ca2950

Here is some means to keep track a little easier.

Pick a card, any card.
No. 995185 ID: fd4d13

Do not use the strawpoll alone to vote for a River card! The strawpoll and votes in the thread will not be added together for counting, please post a desired river card in the thread even if you are also adding it to the strawpoll!
No. 995189 ID: b1b4f3

>not be added together
Uh... clarification please?
No. 995196 ID: fd4d13


We are not going to count the strawpoll votes and add them to the votes in the thread because people could trivially vote in both. It's going to be one or the other and the thread is going to take priority.
No. 995202 ID: e2f5cc

So what exactly is the point of the strawpoll then?
No. 995244 ID: 8483cf
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Landi flits over to Willamina excitedly. “WHAT UP WILLIE! Good to see ya again girl!

“LANDIII, mah gurl!!!” Willamina replies. “How’ve ya been it’s been aaaaages since we last HUNG out. Looks like you brought a plus 1 this time, whose your FRIEND?”

“This is Serah! She’s my sugar mama. Say hi, Miss Moneybags! Nice shoes, by the way.”

Serah rolls her eyes. “Just because I can turn stuff into gold doesn’t mean I’m rich.”

Landi laughs. “I wasn’t talking about your coin pouches.”

“Oh, sweet savior, shut up!” Serah swings a shoe at Landi, who dodges and lets out a stream of giggling. “I’m this dim bulb’s adventurer.”

“We fight crime!”

Cat sighs. “Eh, not a big fan of the “Hero” types, no offence. Where I’m from they’re basically a government entity that use “Justice” as a thin excuse for destruction of property and bullying people.”

“Oh CAT, you poor poor sweet dingus you,” Willamina says. “Where they’re from it’s a lot more LAWLESS. Think of it like an RPG or fantasy story, it’s more like that.”

”Grumble grumble only a matter of time…”
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“Anyone bring any drinks or snax?” Cat asks. “I’m kinda thirsty and spent my spare BUX on the slurpees.”

Franklin gestures towards the gaint bag of chips, chicken strips, and dips and sauces for each. "Oh yeah, I brought plenty! Help yourself! Mary also brought punch," he swirls his glowing titration flask, "So she can hook you up. It's pretty strong though, I'm not sure if anyone brought soda or anything like that."

“I did bring punch!” Mary Kil says cheerfully from the seat next to Franklin’s. “It’s my party punch! It’s made with some glowy stuff, some ethanol, some flavorins... All the good stuff!”

Alma looks at the glowing liquid in the flasks.

“The glowy stuff is safe, right?” she asks, swirling the punch around in the bottom of the container.

“Always trust glowy stuff,” Landi says.

“Nobody’s gotten sick or anything!” Mary says, smiling. “Well, I mean, other than gettin’ shithammered from drinkin’ too much.”

Alma nods and looks suspiciously at the liquid, but keeps drinking it anyway.

Cat eyes the munchies hungrily. “Ooooh, I’ll take some of that BLUE drink. And some of those… Snortilla chips? Heh, they have cute pig noses.”

“AWW YEAH,” Willamina says. “You best bet I want some of that PAWNCH too, slide me some gurl.”

Franklin looks at his card, then at the table, and then shrugs. “Well my hand’s not great, but I could get a pretty good one if a Queen turns up,” he takes a larger sip of the glowing blue liquid in his flask, “But I didn't come here to fold in my first hand, so uh… I dare Mary to play a game of Star Wars Episode I: Racer HD for the Nintendo Switch with me!”

“If a Queen turns up? How fortunate for you then!” a voice calls from the ceiling.

Kog blows a trumpet. Serah and Alma jump in their seats. “Her Royal Majesty Queen Chinzebeth the Seventh of Beta-Earatone!”

A regal woman descends from the ceiling with blue-blooded bombastity. “Hello, little people! I grace you citizens with my presence and-” Chinzebeth notices Mary and immediately zeroes in on her. “Goodness gracious! Aren’t you the cutest little muffin I’ve ever seen! You aren’t for sale by any chance? I’d pay any price you know . . .”

Mary nods her head graciously. “That’s very sweet of you to say! I’m not for sale though!” She pauses for a moment. “I did bring a gene point that you could trade in for a different person kinda like me if you happen to win it though?” She holds up a little plastic token with a smiling corgi face on it.

Chinzebeth: “Yes! I must have it! Even if I must play this ridiculous game to get it! Deal the cards!”

“Forgive me your majesty, but the cards have already been dealt.” Kog hands Chinzebeth her cards.

Chinzebeth takes the cards and huffs. “Already been dealt?! The game has started without me! How inconsiderate!”

"Oh, sorry about that; I thought Kog was playing," Franklin chimes in.

The queen’s anger deflates at the fox’s earnest apology. She sighs. “I suppose it is understandable. I rarely attend this sort of thing personally.” She looks at her cards with a stern expression and then looks at the cards on the table. “I fold.”

"Hopefully your next hand is better!" Franklin says apologetically.

Willamina grins. “Pshhh, y’all are COWARDS, folding just cause you don’t wanna do a dare. We’re NEVER Gonna fold, right Cat?”

“But what if the dare’s really embarrassing?...” Cat asks.

“NOPE.” But if you really don’t wanna do it too I’ll do it I GUESS, it’s all about fun here today. Speaking of fun, Uhhhh, Franklin. If I win I want you to get on all fours and BARK like a dog while I take a picture of you!”

"That's a bit weird, but sure," Franklin replies. "I'm not planning to lose though!"

“That’s right!” Willamina declares. “All my DARES will be picture related! Though if anyone wants a pic to take HOME let me know!”
No. 995266 ID: 10c07d

Queen of hearts
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A final card materializes on the table, glowing brightly before fading to reveal the picture on it. It’s the King of Spades!

Franklin, Mary, Cat and Wil, and Alma all reveal their cards!
Alma has the best hand with a Full House!

“Aww shucks,” Franklin sighs, “I had a good feeling about this one too.”

After politely waiting for most of the other players to get their snacks, Arthurius takes his turn to pick up some chicken strips and bbq dipping sauce. He then takes a quick glance at Mary Kil’s punch before swiftly looking in the direction away from the punch and towards Alma’s card without taking any of Mary’s drinks.

:sp_arthurius: :Way to go, Alma! A full house! That is lucky!

“Dang!” Mary says. “I’ll get my brushin, don’t you worry about that!” She shakes her flask of liquor at Cat and Will in what could be seen as a threatening manner if she wasn’t grinning so widely.

Willamina: AWW, guess I’ll have to settle for snapping a photo of Cat stripping, HEHEHE.

“I foresaw this outcome” Chinzebeth replies confidently.

Alma perks up.

“I won? Oh… Wow… I actually won.”
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“So, I guess that means I lose, huh?” Franklin stands and unfastens the button on his Jeans, “I guess I can take care of Alma’s dare at the same time, right?”

“Bold move!” Mary says, “Goin’ pants-off right off the bat.”

“I didn’t exactly dress for the competition,” she admits, “So I’m startin’ out no-pants, although you’ll all be able to see exactly what I’m not wearin’ in just a second” She laughs, undoing the top button of her labcoat.

“I got this new sweater, just for the party, so I don’t really wanna take it off right away. Sooooo…” He pulls his jeans down, exposing his boxer briefs beneath the hem of his sweater. As he pulls the jeans off his second foot, he begins hopping around in a circle on one foot.

:sp_arthurius: :Wow, you have excellent balance, Franklin!

“Thanks, I exercise a little so I’m pretty good at this sort of thing,” Franklin says as he passes, hopping around the table to hand his Jeans to Alma. "That was a really great hand, you're pretty good at this!"

Alma takes Franklin’s jeans and sets then aside and glances nervously at him, not sure where to direct her eyes.

“It just kind of worked out for me, I guess.”
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The short Corgi steppies onto the table, tail wagging, and slowly strips off her labcoat, revealing the lacy lingerie that seems to be all she’s wearing otherwise.

“Woooo!” Mary howls, finishing her drink in one long swig before twirling the coat around her head and tossing it over to Alma.

“Woooo!” Landi echoes. Serah laughs and gives Mary an approving smile.

Chinzebeth applauds Mary. “You’re simply adorable, Mary! And such gorgeous fur!”

“You’re too kind, Your Majesty!” Mary says, holding up invisible skirts in a faux curtsy.

Franklin whistles from the sidelines and holds his hands in the air as he continues to hop around the table, “Wow you really dressed up for the party!”

“You know it!” Mary shouts, shaking her ass in Franklin’s general direction.

Cat: P-p-p-pretty lady…

Cat flushes RED at the sight of Mary’s extravagant lingerie.

Mary leans way over and blows Cat a kiss.

Alma places Mary’s labcoat in her ever increasing horde of clothing. “I’m starting to realize what will happen when I start to lose,” she murmurs.

Arthurius’ eyes are all over the place. He isn’t sure if he is supposed to look at Mary's current state of dress, or if it would be more polite not to stare. He goes halfway, taking quick glances at his chicken strips, and Mary stripped.

Willamina: aww yeah GURL you’re rockin that lingerie!

“Thank ya! Thank ya! Thank ya!” Mary shouts, wiggling her hips and shoulders, wagging her tail and grinning. She takes a bow before she hops off the table and takes her seat, waiting to deal the next hand.

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