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[[Location: IN YOUR HOME]]

[That's right, it's about that time again.  The Captain had a night out drinking (like most nights).  Having gotten thoroughly lost again, he has walked into a random house.  They all look the same right?  Well it's your house!  You will find The Captain in the morning having entered late at night and passed out.

He is mostly uninjured (for now) except for a few bruises and scrapes.

Any of these situations are possible:


--The Captain is asleep on your living room couch.  There are anywhere between 1 and 4 bottles of alcohol lying on your floor.  Some are not empty.  Some have been left to pour out on your carpet letting the smell of alcohol fill the room.

--The Captain is passed out in your bathtub/shower!  He sort of just fell and stayed where he landed, no matter how uncomfortable it looks.  He may have urinated in your sink.  There is a bottle of bourbon floating in your toilet.

--The Captain failed to even work a door handle or window and is on your front porch curled up and sleeping, cuddling a bottle of whiskey.  There are a couple other bottles littering your front yard.  The gate to your fence is likely broken.

--The Captain is in your car, finding the back seat comfortable.  His discarded, half drunk, bottle of vodka is laying on your front seat. 

--The Captain somehow made it onto your roof.  It's a wonder since the last time he took a drunken tumble.  Still, he laid on his back snoring loudly.  His discarded bottle of liquor has rolled into your gutter.

--Maybe you are lucky and The Captain is awake!  He has not realized what home he is in.  He is in your kitchen with a bowl of cereal, eating and praying for his hangover to go away.  Your fridge is open.  Your milk is open and on the counter.  Your cereal is open and spilled a bit on the counter.

Do as you would if any of these events occurred in your home.]

Date: 2010-03-23 08:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] numanstan.livejournal.com
[Finding a random, inebriated stranger passed out on the couch is not something Vince isn't used to. (Naboo has some pretty weird shaman friends.) So, he just does what he normally does when such situations arise.

He grabs a bag of crisps, sits down on The Captain, and starts watching the telly. Perfectly normal.]

Date: 2010-03-23 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
[The Captain would continue to sleep, snoring a bit when he was sat on but that was the only change.]

Date: 2010-03-23 09:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] numanstan.livejournal.com
[Oh, cool, Gunsmoke is on.



Well, maybe he should just check and make sure he's not sitting on a corpse. So, during a commercial break, he shakes The Captain's shoulder.]
Y'alright, mate?

Date: 2010-03-24 04:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
[He'd snort, snore a bit then mutter as he started to wake up.]

What!? ☠☠☠☠ Okay! What?...

What's on me?

Date: 2010-03-24 04:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] numanstan.livejournal.com
Me.

Could y'keep it down with the snorin', mate? My shows're on.

Date: 2010-03-24 04:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
Oh.. right...[He'd close his eyes again as if this all made perfect sense...or probably more that the hangover demanded he stop interacting for the moment.]

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