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

[followyouthere.livejournal.com]

[...This could be a trap, maybe some sort of test from the town?

Slowly, Margot puts the lamp down on the floor and approaches, almost as if she expects him to change into some sort of monster or something.

Toe nudge!]

This isn't your fucking house. You're in my house, in the middle of the fucking night, and I will kill you if I have to.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[He grunts when she nudges him but doesn't seem like he is getting up.]

Go ahead, I can't even fly and ☠☠☠☠ Beyond probably won and Nextwave probably left me. Nobody cares about the ☠☠☠☠ Captain. Why does everyone think I am a ☠☠☠☠ idiot?

[followyouthere.livejournal.com]

[


Yeah, so he doesn't seem to be a threat.

She's going to grab both of his ankles and attempt to drag him out of the house. She might not be so successful -- Margot is rather tiny.]

C'mon, you fucker, move.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[He had a bit of a beer gut and was not a thin man. Eventually he'll roll and try to get up slowly.]

I can ☠☠☠☠ walk you don't have to ☠☠☠☠ pull me.

[That was a lie, he couldn't even get himself to stand at the moment.]

[followyouthere.livejournal.com]

[The second he moves, she jumps back, letting go.]

Then walk.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[He stands up with the help of the wall and then leans against the wall clinging to it for dear life.]

Is that blood? ☠☠☠☠ what happened?

[followyouthere.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Because I hit you.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Why did you ☠☠☠☠ hit me? I just wanted another drink and then I was going the ☠☠☠☠ home!

[Though didn't he just say this was his house?]

[followyouthere.livejournal.com]

[She might hit you again, watch out man. 8|]

DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW FUCKING LATE IT IS?! Creeping into my house in the middle of the fucking night and then fucking telling me -- !!!

JUST GET THE FUCK OUT!

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[He'd stumble his way to the door working his way out. Falling once out front for a moment and groaning. Obviously afraid of the violent angry girl who is not even near his size...]

[followyouthere.livejournal.com]

[With no amount of pity, she slams the door shut behind him and locks it loud enough to hopefully be heard outside.]