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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/1/2016 3:07:07 AM
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[u]Somewhere amongst the raging party...[/u]
*Quincy stumbled around, trying to find something to drink besides alcohol and orange soda/other sodas. Having previously drained a few cans of Crush (soda), he was fairly smashed. The effects of orange soda on Quincy are similar to getting shot with a low tranq. dart.*
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*Vorim stumbles into Quincy, tripping over him and pulling him down as well. He's clearly drunk too.* [u][b]Heeeyyy Quincy! How ya doon?[/b][/u]
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-hic- Just fine my friend, just -hic- fine.. Sooo... how've you been?
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[u][b]drunk.[/b][/u] *He only says one word, not feeling the need for any more detail at the moment.*
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Hm, same here, sorta. -hic- Shhhooowww.... got anything to do? cuz im bored and all the loud music is beginning to give me a headache..
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[u][b]Noooooo... I-I gots nuthin' to do.[/b][/u] *He keeps speaking but he's just mumbling Sphirinian now.*
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Huh? *doesnt understand his many mumblings. two noticeable things about Quincy. 1) he was rather off balance. 2) he was only wearing bright orange running shorts*
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*Vorim is completely drunk, stumbling around in his combat armor.*
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*i tug on his arm* Vorim, hey, Vorim, focus. -hic-
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[u][b]W-Whuh?[/b][/u]
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WHy're you in combat armor? -hic-
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[u][b]Why not?![/b][/u]
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Granted-hic-, that's a good point, but *two second pause* it keeps me from hugging you, soo....
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[u][b]Hug?![/b][/u] *Vorim tackles Quincy, wrapping his arms around him in a hug.*
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*laughs* Vorim! Really? *i giggle as the effects of the orange soda begin to fade. allowing me to think clearer, but still a little cloudy*
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[u][b]Really wha?[/b][/u] *Vorim continues hugging him. He snuggles up to Quincy, ignoring the people staring at them.* [u][b]Soooooooofffft![/b][/u]
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*i giggle, rubbing my head against your neck*
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*Someone steps on Vorim's tail and his grip on Quincy suddenly tightens as he shouts.* [u][b]AHHH! GOD D@&$!!![/b][/u]
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Eek! *my face is jolted with pain* V-Vorim? Are you ok?
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[u][b]Sambiddy stepped onn mah d@&$ tail!!![/b][/u]
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*whimpers for you* Do you wanna move somewhere where we wont get stepped on?
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[u][b]Yerp![/b][/u] *Vorim tries to stand up but unlike Quincy's orange soda, the effects of the single beer Vorim had to drink have not worn off yet.*
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*Quincy gets up and pulls Vorim up with him* there, better? *smiles*
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[b][u]I guess.[/u][/b] *His tail is so long that the tip is still laying on the ground. It gets stepped on by someone else and he stiffens up. He lets out a whimper as a tear falls from his eye.*
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*i quickly pick up the end of his tail so no one else steps on his tail* C'mon, lets go before something else happens..
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*He gives you a strange look as you touch his tail.* [u][b]O-Okay.[/b][/u]
