Here are the guests:
Taber
twickster
Kat
Santo Rugger
fachverwirrt
Rysto
Pedescribe
Hi, Neighbor!
and jsgoddess
Here is the host:
Justin Credible
Remember, you MUST SHOW/MAKING MENTION OF/DISPLAY/ACT your quirk somehow in EVERY post you make in here.
I have reviewed all of the quirks and replied to those whose needed some modifying, so if you have not gotten a PM back from me, consider the quirk you picked your quirk. 
Have fun. Go.
So, as long as we follow our quirks, anything goes? Cool! 
Dang, I’m so happy to be a guest this time – I modded the last game, which is fun in an omniscient sort of way – but I’d much rather par-TEE!
So – have they laid out the buffet yet? I’m hungry!
It’s great to be here tonight. I’ll just put my drinks here. I can’t stay long right now. I have to go teach someone. I’ll be back in a bit. Have fun while I’m gone, y’all!
Bloody hell. I didn’t know I’d be the only host. What are the rules for guessing quirks?
Yay! It’s started! Now I’m gonna do, uh, something. Oh yeah! Anyone want to hear an incredibly embarrassing story about I and Twickster?
There we were. It was night, and we were being chased by a pack of wild teenagers. Our car had just conked out, and there was nowhere to run, so we were forced to make out. You know, for safety. The teens, unfortunatly, were only egged on by this, and when the police cars started arriving, I thought it was jail time. Just then, Twicks pulled out a pie! And she threw it at the officer. Then we drove off! Yay pie!
Hosting is always better with a group. If Idle allows it, I’d be happy to help, JC.
If you need some clues, it’s probably best to go back and check out some of the past games.
Oh, pedescribe, I get a kick out of you, I really do – even if you do say things like “I and twickster.” Guess it’s because you’re such a good kisser! That was a fun evening, wasn’t it? And, hey, I’ll meet you over by the punchbowl later and we can, yanno … wait a second, what did making out have to do with our safety? You rascal, you tricked me!
Pie! I forgot the pie! Thanks for the reminder, pedescribe! I’m so sorry I forgot, Justin! I’ll be back shortly with it. Don’t worry, I don’t live too far away. It should only be 5 or ten minutes. I’m so embaressed. Oh My!
I think Justin should have at least 3 guesses at each guest, as I think there were 3 hosts in the previous parties, and it often came down to the last guess for several guests - unless we get more hosts.
Am I late? I hope I’m not late, I don’t want to offend anybody. This party is starting to look quite happening, I have a feeling we’re going to have a blast tonight!
Okay, this should be obvious, but, NO HOSTS in the shiny forbidden thread that was just created by me.
Man, that reminds me of this time I got spatulaed in a restaurant one night. I had just finished my ice cream, and everyone else was talking about something I didn’t care about, and so I decided to go in the very inviting employee only door. So I open it and what do I find? A spatula! IN THE FACE! Owwwww that one stung for a while. Turns out every restaurant has a booby trapped door for the morons who like to go places they’re not allowed. The real one is unmarked.
That would be “no host,” actually. Seeing as there is only one.
Anyway, I finally made it back . Has anybody here seen my beer? I put it down over there. If you see it, tell me.
You sure do like to tell stories, pedescribe. Tell me, have you made out with any other dopers?
Oh geez, I hope not – it’s not like I thought it was true love or anything, but I was hoping I was at least special. Or something. sniff
Well, so be it. I’ll just have a good time here anyway. Let’s play some music – how 'bout some Stones? I feel like dancing.
Well, yeah…but I don’t like to tell that story very much.
Aw, what the hell. Okay, so we were all in the attic, playing truth or dare. And Santo Rugger dared me to investigate the ticking sound that was annoying him, so I just had to. I move all the clutter around, and I found a time bomb! I mean, whom the hell would set a time bomb in their attic? Working, even, set to “ten years since it was set”, according to the label. Of course, I just :had: to touch it. And of course it explodes, sending me flying across the room, and my lips landed right on Santo’s.
He did give me a cookie later, but I’m not sure if it was an “I find you hot” cookie, or an “I’m too embarrassed to ever mention it again but I’m sorry” cookie.
I finally made it! Sorry I’m late, but the outside stairs were like a waterslide.
I swear I’m Vanilla Town!
Oh, wait, sorry, wrong game thread.
So…what kinda pie you got there, Taber? And anyone know where they’re hiding the alcohol?
I don’t know what kind it is, but it’s as sweet as candy kisses.
Glad you could make it, jsgoddess. Can I get you something to drink?
Kat, it’s in the basement. But be careful: the lights down there don’t work. While you’re down there, would you get me something? 
That would be great! My mouth feels like the Sahara.