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.]

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[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Unfortunately for you, Scout is in a foul, foul mood.]

Goddamn dumbass. [He's going to drag you to your feet, grab you by the shoulders and look you square in the face.] Where the hell do you live, man? Up the street, right? Who the hell ARE you, anyway?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[He would stand with help and look confused about where lived.]

I'm Captain ☠☠☠☠. I'm from Brooklyn.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He gives you an expression that can only be described as "what the flying fuck".]

What the hell kinda name is that? You ain't in Brooklyn anymore, man. You just got here last night, right? [He sighs.] C'mon, pally. Garage ain't no place ta talk. Let's go siddown.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Easy enough to lead him. He was drunk but he wouldn't resist. Now he'd begin crying.]

I lost my power and can't find any ☠☠☠☠ aliens. Now how'll I get away from Beyond?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He sits you down in the kitchen.]

Christ almighty are you ever drunk. That ain't gonna help yer arm feel better, dumbass. I could tell you why yer here and why you ain't got any powers left, but yer so damn drunk that I don't think yer even gonna listen, are ya?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Will barely be able to stay in his seat, kinda slumping there.]

It's the superwood, its ☠☠☠☠ with me.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout sighs.] Yeah. Just like I thought. Shit, I don't even know what ta do with you. You probably don't even know where you live. How'd you manage to get so fuckin' drunk then?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Looks around.]

I had ☠☠☠☠ crazy money and bought a bottle. Then I went home and I found more alcohol. Then someone yelled at me so I left and found my other ☠☠☠☠ house and found more alcohol...

... I think I am pretty ☠☠☠☠ up right now...

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[He laughs.] Yeah man, yeah you fuckin' are. Christ, what the hell am I gonna do with you? OK, yer gonna sit here until you sober yer ass up an' remmeber where the hell you live.

[He gets up to make coffee.]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[He'd nod as if understanding.]

Yeah... See you're a good man doc...

Got any rum in here?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

No more booze fer you, Captain Drunkass. [You're handed a mug of black coffee.] An' fer the last time, I ain't a doctor. My name is Scout.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[The Captain would take the mug and take a big pull. Then spit it on the floor coughing.]

☠☠☠☠ it burns! What the ☠☠☠☠ is this?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[FACEPALM] It's coffee, jackass.

Awright, that's it. I'm done wit' you. Time to go. Take the coffee with ya. [He motions you towards the back door]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[The Captain would be easy to herd out the door with his coffee in hand. He tried drinking again, his tongue and mouth already burned. He got to swallow this bit as he left.]