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drinkuntilidie) wrote2011-04-13 12:00 am
drinkuntilidie) wrote2011-04-13 12:00 am
01 [Open Commentlog]
[Kevas hasn't had a good night's sleep since arriving at the keep. What little sleep he does get is plagued with nightmares of those he left behind. At this point he's all but given up trying to get any decent rest.
He's stuck somewhere between crippling depression and barely contained rage. The troll just doesn't know what to do anymore...except drink. That he's been doing almost nonstop since he found the bar. But even he can't stand to sit around in a bar all day, so he wanders around the keep not really paying any attention to where he's going and not really caring either, and of course he has a bottle of alcohol in his hand.]
He's stuck somewhere between crippling depression and barely contained rage. The troll just doesn't know what to do anymore...except drink. That he's been doing almost nonstop since he found the bar. But even he can't stand to sit around in a bar all day, so he wanders around the keep not really paying any attention to where he's going and not really caring either, and of course he has a bottle of alcohol in his hand.]
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He's gotten used to seeing the strange, pale aliens he assumes are human by now, but Kevas is something else altogether. So he stops and watches him for a moment, making sure the drunk creature isn't a threat. Not that anything here has been a threat yet, but there's a first time for everything.*
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Sometin' joo be needin' liddle mon?
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I'm not a 'little mon.'
*Whatever the fuck a 'mon' was, anyway.*
Its mostly just humans here.
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[He says it like it's a fact of life.]
So I noticed. Pink-skins be pretty much everywhere liddle mon so joo bettah get used to it.
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*He must be using some other language, because that sure as hell isn't
wtfever trolls speakenglishcommon.He grunts a bit again.*
I'm not surprised. I'm not surprised they managed to break the universe this much either.
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[It feels weird having to explain something that's so incredibly simple.]
Oh I don't know. Get some good glue and I be sure everytin' gonna be good as new.
[Kevas isn't sure if they're the ones that caused this whole mess, but right now that's not his concern.]
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You mean a man?
*Just because Sollux gets pissed when people make fun of the way he talks doesn't mean he can't make fun of how other people talk.*
Please tell me you don't actually think that's how it works.
That totally wasn't the wrong journal you saw
Whatevah, it be da same t'ing.
[He takes a sip from his bottle and grins.]
Oh I be sure dey gonna need tape too.
[Sure he might be a pest at the moment but at least it's taking his mind off of being miserable.]
oh fuck, shapeshifters
No. You need plastic building blocks and paint. And frogs.
*He says, completely deadpan.*
no one is safe!
Of course. Dat be da only t'ing dat be makin' sense. Joo bettah tell dem so dey get on it.
*hides*
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[Actually it would be more like goblins but that's just a technicality.]
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They'd probably insist rightly made universes were wrong because we didn't include their 'artistic vision,' or whatever retarded bullshit no right-thinking species gives a crap about.
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Dey can get all high and mighty, especially dem 'noble' ones.
[In all his years Kevas never met a noble or paladin that he liked. Then again that goes for just about any of the races. All of them have their share of self-righteous asses.]
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Noble is just a code word for 'self-righteous asshole.'
*...except for Fef...*
...mostly.
*He chuckles, quickly moving away from that possibly-question-drawing mumble.*
That's probably a constant across all the universes.
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[Look at those ears Sollux, of course he heard you mumbling. Luckily Kevas isn't the kind of person to pry into a stranger's problems when he doesn't have to. Plus he's too busy dealing with his own depression to help anyone else with theirs.]
I've met mons from more worlds den I can count. Joo be right 'bout dat, trust me.
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Were the non-humans here from other universes where people actually managed to win the game correctly?*
How many?
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How many what?
[There's enough alcohol in his system to knock out a gnome. He's going to be a bit slow.]
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[Still not getting it.]
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[He's only ever been to three in his whole life, four if you count the Outlands, and only half of them he went to willingly.]
Aftah joo meet so many mons from so many diffrent worlds joo just stop carin'.
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Then how did you meet people from other worlds?
I need a damn edit button
Kevas sighs and takes another sip.]
Same way I be meetin' joo liddle mon. Someone brought me to anoddah world wid a bunch of uddah mons.
i feel you
This has happened before?
*Unless this weird Ogre guy is fucking with him...hn.*
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To me at least.
[And Odette, but Kevas doesn't want this kid bothering her about it.]
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And how to determine if a drunk was just fucking with him, anyway?*
What's your name?
*Finding him later and
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[So much for his distraction. All the memories of his family friends bubble back up to the surface as he thinks more about the Elegante. Clearly Kevas is not drunk enough yet. He'll probably be paying another visit to the bar after this is over.]
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*Sollux shifts the bag from one hand to another.*
Enjoy your slime...or whatever.
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[Kevas turns and leaves without a second thought. He doesn't even bother to ask the little troll's name, not caring nearly enough to do so. He's got liquors to drink and things to forget.]