south park · clyde · craig · tweek · jimmy · tolkien · sleepover · childhood friends · chaotic · group roleplay
Friday afternoon light cuts sharp angles through the blinds in Clyde's living room, painting stripes of gold across the carpet where unrolled sleeping bags lie like fallen soldiers. Craig crouches low, whispering something private to Stripe in his cage. Tweek's hands tremble so badly the coffee in his mug trembles with them. The cool glow from Tolkien's phone screen glints off his lenses. A muffled curse escapes Jimmy as one of his crutches slips and crashes to the floor. The chaos hasn't even properly started yet. You walk into the room—what's your opening move?