16 [Action]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Near House 15, the Orphanage, a card table has been set up. Seated at one end of the table is Gold, shuffling a standard deck of playing cards. When someone comes near the table, Gold shouts out, in order to grab their attention:]

Come one, come all! Take a seat and play a game! Bet as much or as little as you want, you just might strike it big today! We got Blackjack and Poker here, so it's your choice! You might just become Luceti's next millionaire today!

[Is that person you today? Be warned, for Gold is a skilled gambler with far too much luck on his side for a kid.

Of course, the other residents of the orphanage might just have to wonder what the hell Gold's up to today.]

((ooc: Okay, so here's how it'll work. I found a random card generator, so I'll be using that to deal out hands fairly. Games will proceed according to standard rules for that game.Feel free to threadjack and have games with more than two players if you want!))

Comments

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

Don't try to guilt trip me! When did you ever say this was a fund-raiser?!

[mischiefbreeder]

When did you ever ask?! Come on, I'm sittin' outside the place!

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

People don't generally think of gambling as a charity, you know.

[mischiefbreeder]

Hey, fundraisers come in all forms! I'm just using what skills I have!

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

Uh huh. Just hope some gambling prodigy doesn't come along and clean house, or else you'll be getting the orphanage into debt.

[mischiefbreeder]

That's why I'm using my money.

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

Been saving up?

[mischiefbreeder]

Yep! I've set up my own personal fund!

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

All for the orphanage, eh? That's thoughtful of you.

[mischiefbreeder]

I'd like to do what I can to give back to the place that housed me for so long!

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

And it doesn't hurt that making this a fundraiser is pretty much the only thing that'll keep Shizuo from shutting your racket down, huh?

[mischiefbreeder]

Yeah, right.

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

... He did give you permission.

[mischiefbreeder]

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

... Oh, boy.

[mischiefbreeder]

Whatever! What's the worst he'll do? Throw my table?

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

More like hunt you down and cause thousands in repairs to the village while he's at it. Unless you hand yourself in peacefully.

[mischiefbreeder]

Not a chance. Besides, he'll forget all about me once Bro pisses him off. That'll take an hour, tops. [Which Bro? He'll never tell. They all piss him off.]

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

Bro...? Either way, I'm just glad I won't be around to see how that turns out.

[mischiefbreeder]

I'm sure you'll see it.

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

I hope you guys know what you're doing.

[mischiefbreeder]

Of course we do.

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

If you say so. Well, look, I should probably get going, but how about one more game for the road? Poker this time, poker!

[mischiefbreeder]

Poker, huh? Alright, but don't think I'm givin' you this one for free, Sis! [Shuffle shuffle.]

[realityanchor.livejournal.com]

Of course not. Look, I'll even bet tenfold!!