33 Hangover - He Can Be His Own PSA [Action | Where you are!]

[hisnameisthecaptain]

[The Captain forgot to refill his random assortment of deadly pills sleep cocktail at work and now he had nothing to help him sleep. Still, enough alcohol should do the trick, right? Right?

Nope! The Captain gets himself nice and blacked out drunk and ends up getting himself into a new set in trouble. Luckily for you, you get to deal with it. Do you know why?

Because The Captain is at YOUR HOUSE!

Yes! Your house! He is also bare ☠☠☠☠ naked!*

You can catch him at one of the following.]


A)

[The Captain is in your living room!

Maybe he just walked in. Maybe your door is locked and he broke it! Either way you have a naked drunk may sprawled out awkwardly on your couch!]


B)

[The Captain is in your bathroom! Yes! Yours!

He might be sitting on the toilet or in the shower laid out and looking very uncomfortable. Muttering curses and other things not for young ears.]


C)

[The Captain is in your yard!

Is he stuck in your tree? How did he get up there!?

Is he just laid out on your lawn for all the world to see? How embarrassing for everyone!]


D)

[The Captain is in your bed!

Are you a light sleeper? He just stumbled into your room and is crawling under the covers with you!

Are you a deep sleeper? Be prepared for awkward spooning!]


((*OOC: If you wish The Captain can have boxers and/or pants. Maybe they are his own, maybe they are your not!dad's or even yours! Just put "Boxers!" or "Pants!" in the subject line with the option of your choice.

Choose one and enjoy!))

Comments

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

What?! What!

☠☠☠☠... Doc...

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Cap.


Where are your pants.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Where are... your pants...

...what?

Why are you in my house?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Cap, this is MY house. An' you are one lucky drunk that Ai didn't find ya first,'r ya wouldla been lit on fire hours ago. Geez, I should just haul yer ass inta tha drunk tank.

[As if Mayfield had one.]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

☠☠☠☠ you Doc... I'm not afraid of no eyes...

You're not the boss of me.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

When ya break inta my house pantless, I am pretty freakin' sure I am.

[Have an old coat suddenly tossed at you. It's Scout's so it'll be small on Captain, but it's better than nothing.]

Now get outta here an' go home before I am forced to escort ya.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Put's on the coat... like a coat... and ends up getting stuck.

Yeah, that doesn't fix the pants problem at all.]

☠☠☠☠... what did you do to my coat?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Insert facepalm here]

It's mine, chucklenuts. Never mind.

[Suddenly, there's a towel being cinched around Cap's waist - with the coat still on him. And now he's being lead by the shoulders to the door.]

So long 'n' good night, Rummy.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Good night Doc... thanks for the coat... it's a good coat...

☠☠☠☠ weird kilt though...

[He's going amiably now. His mood changed pretty quick.]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[That gets Scout to laugh, actually.]

Whatever, Rummy. Enjoy, it's yers now.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Thanks man!

[Seems happy. Stumbling away with his ridiculous outfit. Probably to terrorize someone else.]