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

[child-abuser.livejournal.com]

[Jecht comes back in from a good day of walking around town breaking mailboxes and Norsemen's noses to find some drunken idiot lying on the couch, surrounded by liquor bottles. Already pretty irritated, he walks over there and smacks the one he's working on out of his hand.]

"Hey, fucker. You better have a damn good reason to be in my house right now."

[darker-alice.livejournal.com]

[Alice hears some noises downstairs, much too noisy to be Hakkai's. She herself isn't one for sleeping, so, roused, she walks down the stairs. Upon seeing the man, who is clearly not one of the family, rummaging through the refrigerator, a kitchen knife appears in her hand.

It was no Vorpal blade, but it would do.]

"Explain yourself or be run through," she says softly, looking as if she meant every word.

[bluecapboy.livejournal.com]

[At first, Luke mistakes you for his not!dad laying on the couch. When he realizes you aren't his fake dad, he just kind of stares at you in stunned silence.]

Um...who are you?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout's at home, bored out of his mind. Trying to plan and failing. This town seems to be sapping his will, and he hates it. He never slept much to begin with but lately he's been getting almost none.

The noise in the garage gets his attention instantly. He grabs his bat and goes to investigate. He hopes this'll be an excuse to finally use it.

He silently stalks into the garage to see the Captain fumbling around and bumping into everything.

This fuckin' guy again.

Scout sighs, lowers his bat and flips on the light.]

What the fuck are you doing.

[followyouthere.livejournal.com]

[WHO THE FUCK DIDN'T LOCK THE DOOR?!

And there's a stranger by the refrigerator and Margot is going to freak the fuck out on you.

By freaking the fuck out, I mean she's hefting a lamp in her hand, creeping towards you in the dark to bash your head in.]

[mare-libertas.livejournal.com]

[watches you argue with the tree. Wonders if you count as a fair target for his slingshot.]

What did that tree do to you?

[looks at bottle of booze, is pretty sure that rum belonged to England...]

Are you a friend of Jerk-England?

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

_{[just going to kick at the corner of his couch]}

...Get off my couch, you.

[hateslonglines.livejournal.com]

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

I'd not argue too much with that tree. It's already been through a lot with me.

[playswithwater.livejournal.com]

[Just sort of watching the man on the couch. Sigh.]

[pencilpremonition]

[Comes into the house; recognises that smell without even looking at the man on the couch; staggers backwards, terrified out of her mind.]

[notmytomorrow.livejournal.com]

[[Waking up to crashing in the garage on her day off is totally not cool. She wraps a bathrobe around her negligee and goes to...

what
the
fudge?

Uhm...]]

Ah...I'm afraid you're in the wrong garage. Are you lost?

[katto-katto.livejournal.com]

Ahem.