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[The Captain is on the prowl!

He is wandering down your street! Yes, your street!

It is still daylight!

He is drunk, he is semi lost and he is likely doing one of the following:

--The Captain is wandering down the street, half a bottle of whiskey in his hand and is talking to himself. He seems angry. He might be insane!

--The Captain is standing in your yard! He is staring at your house and squinting, waiting for the numbers to stop dancing so he can make sure he has the right house number. He might get angry that it's not the house he is looking for and toss a rock at your door.

--The Captain has fallen into your bushes! He is half stuck, cursing and calling for help! His bottle of whiskey is on it's side pouring on the side walk.

--The Captain is in your back yard! This isn't the front yard! Why aren't there numbers on the back of your house? How inconsiderate! He might be talking at the back of your house, or to himself.

--The Captain is urinating in public! Probably on your fence, or your bushes! He's been wandering for a while now and really just had to let it go. He probably isn't very modest about it.]


((OOC: For people who aren't familiar for how these go, take one of the options and run with it. Any of them are go!))
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Date: 2010-10-25 10:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com
[Theo's just come home from work, and it checking to make sure the hazmats haven't ransacked his house yet. Then he hears some muttering and rustling from the back door. He growls under his breath, grabs his nearest spellbook of fiery death, and peeks out the back window.

...well it's not a hazmat... *who* is that? He flings the door open.]


Who the hell--??!

Date: 2010-10-25 10:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doesntpoop.livejournal.com
[Peeking through the curtains out of her window to make sure those disturbing men in white suits aren't there....what the hell?! There's a man peeing in her bushes!]

Date: 2010-10-25 10:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
[Well one hand was busy holding his... alcohol. So he freed his other hand to wave to her. Just kinda letting it fly.]

Date: 2010-10-25 10:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
... and you'd think all these ☠☠☠☠ houses would have...

[Then someone burst out the door angry. The Captain blinked in surprise seeing the man there and recognizing him.]

Holy ☠☠☠☠ in a ☠☠☠☠! It's that sickly guy! Hey sick guy!

1/2

Date: 2010-10-25 10:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doesntpoop.livejournal.com
[What the....?!]

2/2

Date: 2010-10-25 10:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] doesntpoop.livejournal.com
[Well, he's obviously completely drunk. Dahlia looks around, assuming that the hazmats will spot him and get rid of him. Hopefully...]

Date: 2010-10-25 11:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
Oh ☠☠☠☠...!

[The Captain might have just pissed on himself a little. He uses that waving hand to shake off. Hopping on one leg before zipping up. Stopping to squint at the front of her house. Is he spying?]

Date: 2010-10-25 11:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com
[Theo looks so shocked, and he stumbles back into his house a bit.]

Y-You! I thought you were droned! For good!!

Date: 2010-10-25 11:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
Yeah so did I... I went home for a bit and now I am back.

I'm surprised you made it this long, congradu-☠☠☠☠-lations. This wouldn't happen to be Dr. Crane's house would it?

Date: 2010-10-25 11:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com
Fucking Christ...! YES I'm still here, I've got no where else to go! And I have no idea who the hell you're talking about. All I know is you're trespassing in my house and you've got about 10 seconds before I blow you sky-high!

Date: 2010-10-25 11:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
...

You don't have to yell!

[Yes, The Captain started crying.]

Your stupid ☠☠☠☠ house doesn't have any numbers on the front door. So not my fault.

Date: 2010-10-25 11:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com
Are you... are you crying?! Why are you-- and you came in the back door, dumbass, that's why there's no numbers! Don't tell me you live on my street, so help me!

Date: 2010-10-26 12:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
...

I'm not ☠☠☠☠ crying...

[Sniffle.]

Is this my street?

Date: 2010-10-26 12:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com
Yes, you are. And I don't know where the fuck you live, I just know that it's not in MY house!

Date: 2010-10-26 12:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
Wait? This is your house? You sure?

Date: 2010-10-26 12:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com
I'm positive. Care for me to prove it? I've got enough spells on this place to level half the block right now, and I don't mind wasting it on you!

1/2

Date: 2010-10-26 12:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
Wait? Spells?

[Wait for it... wait for it...]

2/2

Date: 2010-10-26 12:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
You know magic!?

Date: 2010-10-26 12:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com
[He recites something in Latin in a growl, and suddenly points at you. When he does, the air seems to vacuum around them for a moment. Then a huge gust suddenly erupts from nowhere, blasting the Captain way into the backyard. One of the kitchen windows shatters, and the door almost breaks off its hinges. Birds fly out of the trees in a terrified flock.

Theo walks over to you slowly.]


YES, I fucking know magic.

Date: 2010-10-26 12:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
[There was no chance of him withstanding an attack, even while sober. Landing hard in the dirt.]

☠☠☠☠!... What the ☠☠☠☠! I didn't see any ☠☠☠☠ clouds!

...

I think I'm hurt...

Date: 2010-10-26 01:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com
That's not even a fraction of what I can do. So don't think I won't hold back if you start any shit with me this time!

Now shuffle your drunk ass home already.

Date: 2010-10-26 01:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
[A grunt, then he rolls to his back and starts laughing.]

Sure thing Sue Storm... ☠☠☠☠...

[Stops laughing to groan a bit as he tries to get up.]

Date: 2010-10-26 01:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com
You're lucky you only ran across me and not the hazmats. They would have just cleaved your head off.

Date: 2010-10-26 01:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] heartstar-blues.livejournal.com
[Standing up, shaking some dirt out of his hair.]

☠☠☠☠ them too... death isn't ☠☠☠☠ here. Not like back home.

So what, you do weather magic or something? Going to grow white hair?

Date: 2010-10-26 01:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com
White hair? What the fuck are you rambling about. I do whatever the hell kind of magic I want to do. But if you have to know, I do force magic and necromancy. I can continue to demonstrate if you really want.
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