OTP Challenge Day 9: Hanging out with friends

Donna: You walk into the dank, cavernous hall and the rotten stench invades your nostrils. The walls are smeared with something slick and dark red. Piles of unidentifiable offal are strewn around the stone floor. At a great black altar a hulking, shadowy beast gorges noisily and obliviously. Its back is turned.

Frank: I say a silent prayer to the whiskey god to keep our flasks full and our livers strong.

And I’m back on the wagon! This time with D&D-playing Doyles and co., an idea inspired by a conversation with tumblr user arsenikitty. We had great fun headcanoning their characters and the situations they’d get into. It really warrants a fanfic, to be honest…heheheh. One day, perhaps. For today, enjoy these nerds. (L-R it’s Frank, Sadie, Dave, Donna, Chachacat, Bloody Mary, PJ and Carter.)

Donna’s inventive DM-ing has quite put Chachacat off his hotdog.

on tumblr (with, I'll be honest, a bit more of this silly scene stuffed in the tags): unikirin.tumblr.com/post/10738…