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]

What are you doing in my house anyways?

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

If you're planning on living in my backyard, I'd suggest we find you a new home.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

How... ☠☠☠☠ I did it again. So this isn't my tree?

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Doesn't seem like it.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

☠☠☠☠...

So... uh... do you have another bottle I can have? Your tree kinda stole mine.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure that's a very good idea.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

☠☠☠☠ you. I didn't ask if you were sure...

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

That's no way to speak to the nice lady whose tree you're beating up.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

If you want to be treated like a lady, go find a ☠☠☠☠ john. This tree took my alcohol and I am not happy with it...

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

[Mia sighs, running low on amusement]

The tree did no such thing, you've had too much, and I think it's time we found out where you're supposed to be living.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[He shot the tree another glare but didn't argue with her.] This entire town is screwy... I walk for hours and haven't found anything useful.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

That's kind of the way this town is.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Yeah I saw all the houses look the same. The only difference is who punches you...

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

... I guess that's one way to put it.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

So where do I live?

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Remember anything about where you woke up this morning?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

It looked like this house, or next door... or any one of these houses.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

That's not surprising. Remember anything else?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

No...?

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

... Well, I'm sure we'll figure it out. You have to be in one of the houses that didn't have a "father" before...

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

What?

[He just stares at you blankly at that. Someone was poorly informed. Being drunk a lot probably did not help things.]

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Hmmm?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Father of what now?

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

The house that you live in.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Yeah I'm not a dad...