Uchiha Sasuke (
eyeforaneye) wrote in
driftfleet2016-03-10 08:05 pm
third; text/action
Who: Uchiha Sasuke+victims
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: S.S. Huntress
When: Now
[text]
I have thins to say. [ Many, many thins. ]
Violence is normal. And that's not all. If your perception of your own relaity involves limitations stopping your goals... alter that perception. Don't make an excuse. Don't be nice about it. Just change reality.
And I fixed one of those blenders. And I'm not as weird as people think I am. Fuck you all.
[ Really, there are three people to blame for this utter travesty. One of them is Sasuke himself, obviously. One is Obi-Wan, who'd supplied the alcohol that had gotten Sasuke into this state. The last one is Ino, who thought challenging Sasuke to drink would be a fantastic idea. ]
[action]
[ He can be found in various places on the Huntress and in varying stages of inebriation. Trying and failing to cook something edible? Check. Lying in his room staring at the ceiling in the dark? Check. Still in Obi-Wan's room challenging either Ino or the Jedi to an arm-wrestling contest? Probably.
This is what happens when you've never drunk before and weigh approximately nothing. ]
[closed to Ino and Obi-Wan]
I'll take another drink when I finish this text. [ So he says to Obi-Wan and Ino while staring intensely at his communicator, clearly thinking the rambling of an absolutely insane seventeen-year-old is something the fleet needs to be subjected to right this minute.
Also, he can't even remember whose turn it is. Or what the rules are. Or if they're still playing a game that isn't just 'get drunk and die in a ditch'. ]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: S.S. Huntress
When: Now
[text]
I have thins to say. [ Many, many thins. ]
Violence is normal. And that's not all. If your perception of your own relaity involves limitations stopping your goals... alter that perception. Don't make an excuse. Don't be nice about it. Just change reality.
And I fixed one of those blenders. And I'm not as weird as people think I am. Fuck you all.
[ Really, there are three people to blame for this utter travesty. One of them is Sasuke himself, obviously. One is Obi-Wan, who'd supplied the alcohol that had gotten Sasuke into this state. The last one is Ino, who thought challenging Sasuke to drink would be a fantastic idea. ]
[action]
[ He can be found in various places on the Huntress and in varying stages of inebriation. Trying and failing to cook something edible? Check. Lying in his room staring at the ceiling in the dark? Check. Still in Obi-Wan's room challenging either Ino or the Jedi to an arm-wrestling contest? Probably.
This is what happens when you've never drunk before and weigh approximately nothing. ]
[closed to Ino and Obi-Wan]
I'll take another drink when I finish this text. [ So he says to Obi-Wan and Ino while staring intensely at his communicator, clearly thinking the rambling of an absolutely insane seventeen-year-old is something the fleet needs to be subjected to right this minute.
Also, he can't even remember whose turn it is. Or what the rules are. Or if they're still playing a game that isn't just 'get drunk and die in a ditch'. ]

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Alright. Please do!
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Wow, that was...more thorough than I was expecting!
..."Killer Bee"? You fought killer bees?
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A rapping jinchuuriki who stabbed me seven times and blew my ches topen. So I set him on fire.
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Your world has rap?
[PRIORITIES.]
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But very well. Did you hit your head in your fight with Hino Rei? [That one seems the most recent sounding...]
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Well since it's been a few weeks and you managed to name off all the fights you had, you can feel assure you don't have a concussion.
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Youd tell me I was fine in order to allow death to catch me unaware
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Have you been drinking?
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You want to seem kind but there's a lot you have hidden. Also youve actually been more of an ass to me than I have ot you.
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I don't like you, but that doesn't mean I sit around and think about how I'd like to hurt you.
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I suppose I'd break bones, or knock them out.
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[ Thank you, alcohol, for that slight topic change. ]
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Who did you knock out?
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[ Then, as if sensing that that answer isn't going to be good enough: ] A woman. A thief. Couldn't be helped.
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