Bender 2

[hisnameisthecaptain]

 

[[ Location: IN YOUR HOME ]]

[The Captain is in your home.  Yes your home.  He is a haggard looking man.  He has one arm in a sling, having recently broken it upon entering Mayfield.

It seems The Captain is very drunk.

Any of these things are possible:

--There is an empty bottle of liquor on your living room floor.  Your front door is open and he is currently searching your kitchen for a late night snack or another bottle of alcohol. 

--He is laying on your couch, smelling of booze with a half empty bottle in his good hand.  He is moaning and groaning about something.  You hear the name Beyond and Tabitha.  Again the front door is wide open.

--He is in your garage, so very lost.  Knocking things over and cursing loudly as he crashes around.

--He is in your back yard arguing with your tree.  He'll throw his bottle of booze at it and then get very upset over not having anymore booze.

Do as you would if any of these events happened at your house.]

Comments

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Laid back, he snored. The Captain was out.]

[pencilpremonition]

[Squealing in fear, but trying to be brave--he looks confused, maybe she can make this work!]

Because you're drunk! Get out!!

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[He'd push himself up to stand and stumble sideways. Hitting the wall he grunted and leaned there closing his eyes.]

You don't get it... I'm Captain ☠☠☠☠... my arm doesn't break. ☠☠☠☠ Beyond and their super wood...

[pencilpremonition]

[Becca screams when he tries to move, scrambling backwards and crying harder.]

Go away!!!

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Oh god screaming. He'd wince.]

What? What?

[pencilpremonition]

[Danger, danger! It looks from here like he's getting mad. Maybe so, maybe no, but Becca's not taking chances. She scrambles to her feet and runs up the stairs, slamming her door and even going so far as to hide in her closet.]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[There would be a few more crashes down stairs and some cursing. By morning he would be long gone.]

[hateslonglines.livejournal.com]

845 Goldberg.

[katto-katto.livejournal.com]

It's 'my' house, my drunken friend.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

That's not even a ☠☠☠☠ place...

[Not what he meant to say but what came out in his drunken state. Pushing himself to stand.]

So where's my ☠☠☠☠ place then?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Then who the ☠☠☠☠ are you?

[katto-katto.livejournal.com]

The town has called me Z.E. Wallachia.

[hateslonglines.livejournal.com]

It's a street in a town called Mayfield. There for it is a place.

And I don't know. The only thing I do know is that you do not belong in this house.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Well that's a ☠☠☠☠ dumb name...

I'm going to call you Zeewall.

So where do you keep the liquor Zeewall..?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Fine, whatever. ☠☠☠☠ you...

[He'd stagger a bit. Walking wasn't his favorite thing right now, but he was managing.]

Where's the door? Every house looks ☠☠☠☠ the same.

[katto-katto.livejournal.com]

I do not drink...liquor.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

I do...

[katto-katto.livejournal.com]

You'll have to settle for fruit punch.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

I don't like you...

[katto-katto.livejournal.com]

I'm making a sacrifice myself, old chum.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

I don't know what the ☠☠☠☠ you just said, but I don't like it...

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

As much as we share the sentiment, I fail to see how attacking the tree will help.

[playswithwater.livejournal.com]

[Still just watching. How long will it take to figure out where he is?]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Everything is made by ☠☠☠☠ Beyond! That means it's all ☠☠☠☠.

Also it ☠☠☠☠ took my alcohol...

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[His muttering would grow intelligible until he fell asleep. Loud snoring into the cushions of the couch.]