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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 1, 2005 6:08:52 GMT -5
"Yes but I'm not a socialist. Now why don't you sit down before you fall down." I help him to sit down at a nearby bistro, and sit down across from him. "I try very hard not to be political since I disagree with most of you. As I said my motives are personal."
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 1, 2005 6:11:40 GMT -5
"You're not the only one." Freak Boy says. "Yes, I know the Bassarov thing is one of the more personal things, but if not for the fact that I grew up hating Red Infinity... for all you know, my Radio Show could've been more Fascist than Mussolini.
"My grandpa worked for Red Infinity. He was a Colonel and pretty popular in the states. Then, Lin-Sat decided he was getting TOO popular. Next thing I know, wham bam, so nice to see you on ice." Freak Boy said, reliving the memories. Only when he was drunk would he bring this up...
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 1, 2005 6:16:49 GMT -5
"I used to work for the old FRA as General Kolov's head assassin. I devoted myself to him as selflessly as I devoted myself to Valodya, but then he ordered me to seduce a rebel which I was not willing to do. He banished me, and Bassarov accepted me even though I had threatened his life not ten minutes beforehand. Then less than two weeks later Kolov defected to Red Infinity and took all his weapons with him, leaving the FRA helpless before Louhi. Add to that the fact that REd Infinity kills and tortures senslessly and you can see why I hate them so much."
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 1, 2005 6:19:58 GMT -5
"I.... I know." he said. He didn't pause because of sympathy or a lump in his throat, but because he was drunk and had to think up his words. "I mean... who, uhm... who.... who wouldn't?
"After they got my grandpa my dad protests and then bam, he bit the... the... the dust. Mom never did a d**n thing... so I had to do it myself. That's why I am who I... uhm... who I... who I am.
"Red Infinity created me and I plan to... to uh... to pay them back........ with bullets."
It's official. He would DEFANITELY fail a breathalyzer.
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 1, 2005 6:23:02 GMT -5
I shake my head. I'd only been that drunk once and I don';t remember a second of it. I shake my head. "Why don;t I take you back to your room so you can get some sleep?"
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 1, 2005 6:23:59 GMT -5
"Because that's just what they want." He said, pointing out the window. "Just what THEY want..."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 1, 2005 6:25:25 GMT -5
"You killed a lot of innocent people, didn''t you expect Charlotte to get pissed about it?" I ask him. I've already decided to let him sleep on my couch, but only if he refuses to go to his own room.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 1, 2005 6:27:15 GMT -5
"Ok, I'm impulsive! So--uhm... so... do that thing... with the lawyers and courts..." Freak Boy stumbled over the words. Of course he meant to say, 'So sue me!'
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 1, 2005 6:29:34 GMT -5
I shrug. I've killed on impulse a couple of times, and I truly regret it. "Well I don't know what to say."
(OOC I got to go, I will stick around and reply to your next post though.)
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 1, 2005 6:32:00 GMT -5
(ok. night, don't let the Fascists bite.)
"I don't either... I just know I can't go back to Bassarov's. They could have a sniper waiting for me for all I know... hell, they might even have a bazooka waiting for me. Or one of those... uhm... the things that shoot the big pointy explosives." Freak Boy said, meaning Missile Launchers.
"I don't know what to--uhm... to uhm... do..."
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Post by "Zero" Americanski on Jan 1, 2005 6:33:52 GMT -5
"First of all throw up and stop drinking. Second, quit worrying. That'll just drive you insane." I state. I lead him back to the base. "I'll stay here with you to make sure you don't do anything stupid."
(goodnight.)
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 1, 2005 6:37:24 GMT -5
Freak Boy groans as he's led back to the base. He spends the first 5 minutes whining in a drunken rant to Zero about his horrible luck in everything from politics to women and how God is mocking him. He spent the next two minutes throwing up. After that he continued to rant and rave about how he might have bad juju, or he could just be a dumbass.
Eventually he got to the stage where you start spazzing out and convulsing.
(night)
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Post by Zinn on Jan 1, 2005 11:26:29 GMT -5
"How about somewhere warm, or at least somewhere where there is sunshine every day, even in winter. What about... I dunno. Honalulu or something? Can't you just see Wyrm with a lei? Or Antero!.."
Zinn stops abrubtly.
"Where is that bastard anyway? And Sasha?" Zinn's voice drips with anger.
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Post by Andrew Kasher on Jan 1, 2005 11:32:34 GMT -5
Andrew survey's his smashed apartment. This is the... what... second, third time this has happened? He briefly considers whether a house with a safe room, like those old Israeli houses, is the best option to have for a new apartment.
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Post by Anutsaka on Jan 1, 2005 11:41:33 GMT -5
Immediately drawing his Skysteel sword, the beam of darkness ricochets and moves away harmlessly.
"I see you take no help from others. How can you have so much pride when you are wounded?"
Anutsaka neither makes a move or moves at all, allowing himself to converse with the being.
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