Surely, at some point, six sweaty individuals need to shower, don't they? Well, eventually, that point arrives.
At least for Emcee it does, and he extends the invitation to join him in the guest bathroom down the hall. For those who haven't been introduced to it yet, the guest bathroom is spacious and gleaming, all polished white marble with shiny chrome accents. There's a circular hot tub that seats four against one wall--just a press of a button or two and it's bubbling up and ready to go--and a glass shower stall along the other. Equipped with multiple shower heads at varying levels, it's wide enough to accommodate at least six people. And of course, the shower caddies are stocked with wash cloths, shampoos, and body washes. And lube.
(There are sleek, sturdy bars on the walls to grab onto, and the floor is also rubber matted to prevent slipping. Emcee thinks of everything.)
"Come, my darlings," Emcee croons, his voice echoing through the room, "let's get a little wet, shall we?"
He slides the stall's glass door open, steps inside, and turns on the water.
[OOC: The ultimate free-for-all thread! No tagging order necessary! Thread-hop, crash a thread, start a new thread, etc. whatever you feel would be fun. Feel free to play in the shower or soak in the hot tub or move from one to the other.]
PARTY SHOWER
At least for Emcee it does, and he extends the invitation to join him in the guest bathroom down the hall. For those who haven't been introduced to it yet, the guest bathroom is spacious and gleaming, all polished white marble with shiny chrome accents. There's a circular hot tub that seats four against one wall--just a press of a button or two and it's bubbling up and ready to go--and a glass shower stall along the other. Equipped with multiple shower heads at varying levels, it's wide enough to accommodate at least six people. And of course, the shower caddies are stocked with wash cloths, shampoos, and body washes. And lube.
(There are sleek, sturdy bars on the walls to grab onto, and the floor is also rubber matted to prevent slipping. Emcee thinks of everything.)
"Come, my darlings," Emcee croons, his voice echoing through the room, "let's get a little wet, shall we?"
He slides the stall's glass door open, steps inside, and turns on the water.
[OOC: The ultimate free-for-all thread! No tagging order necessary! Thread-hop, crash a thread, start a new thread, etc. whatever you feel would be fun. Feel free to play in the shower or soak in the hot tub or move from one to the other.]