muse is newly homeless

[heartchart]

Good riddance. Not like I needed the headache, anyway.

Just do me a favor and don't come sniveling to me when you start missing your game. There's no way in hell I'm going back there. Do you have any idea how hard it is to get cigarettes in space? Of course you don't.

If you send me somewhere else, at least make sure it's another place with booze readily available, since I know arguing that I don't wanna go anywhere else is moot. You don't care. So, free beer is one thing I'll miss about that place, but that's it. So yeah. More booze, or leave me alone.

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[failsafegod]

I can't tell if you're actually happy or not. You say good riddance, but your face says otherwise; is it just your mun is that bad?

[heartchart]

My face always looks like this.

But yeah, she's that bad. I should probably consider myself lucky looking at some of the shit she's put other people through in these games, but I'm not exactly one to count my lucky stars.

[failsafegod]

[Laughs a bit]

Well, muns are like that. I suppose the only suggestion I can give you is to enjoy the break.

[heartchart]

Eh, I'll try. Pretty hard to enjoy anything with the cloud of doom that is my mun hovering over my head.

[he lights a cigarette]

How exactly are you so happy-go-lucky in a place like this?

[failsafegod]

If you don't you'll get an ulcer. [Then another laugh] Something like this is nothing to the life I've been given.

[heartchart]

I actually already have an ulcer.

[He takes a long drag of his cigarette and regards him curiously for a moment.]

Yeah? Well, if you can survive something worse than this without going batshit insane, then you're a stronger man than I.

[Part of him wants to ask about it, but he hates when people pry more than anything, and the last thing he wants to be is a hypocrite.]

[failsafegod]

I'm sorry to hear that. Stressing won't help it any then.

[chaos seems to realize what Yuki is thinking, and smiles]

I come from a world where millions can die in just a moment. Become monsters and lose what very little humanity they still held. Among other things.

[heartchart]

[That earns a moment of stunned silence and he just regards Chaos with a kind of silent alarm until he can properly function enough to respond.]

That sounds a lot like where I'm from, but I'm guessing in your case it's more literal than figurative.

So I'm guessing your primary concerns revolve more around not turning into a monster than booze, then?

I probably I come off like an overprivileged brat, considering what you're used to.

[failsafegod]

Oh, I can't turn into one! [Way too chipper considering the discussion at hand] Aa for complaining about booze, or being overprivileged. not really. Just human. Even the captain on my ship likes to drink.

Either way, I was just saying why it is this place doesn't bother me. What the mun can come up with is fairly tame usually. And she rarely can place me in a game so I don't have issues there.

[heartchart]

[Way too chipper. Eiri isn't too put off, though. The air of pleasant calm reminds him somewhat of his brother-in-law and there's something soothing about it.]

Probably lifts a lot of stress then, huh?

[He takes a few more deep drags while he stares off into space for a moment, gaining his bearings.]

All things considered, I probably am an overprivileged brat. But I don't really care if I am, to be honest. I guess maybe I should just do the unthinkable and be grateful I don't have to deal with quite the level of shit you do.

[A bitter half-laugh.]

[failsafegod]

Yes. I didn't like the last time I was in a game.

[He then laughs softly at Eiri's remark]

Mmm... It's alright sometimes to be a brat I think. It's when you become such a brat you turn others away that you have to worry.

[andeatit]

I wouldn't think it would be difficult to get cigarettes or alcohol in space. [Light can't say that hearing about space wouldn't be interesting.] Unless you were one of the earlier test subjects, I suppose. Supply space would be an issue.

Oh wow, sorry, my notifs were not showing up!

[heartchart]

[Oh great, some know-it-all brat. Eiri raises an eyebrow and just watches him for a moment]

I was isolated on one ship with no contact with the outside world. Or that was what they told me. What I'm assuming is that it was some elaborate practical joke where I was being meant to think I was in space.

Either way, it was hard as hell to feed addictions in that asinine place.

No worries!

[andeatit]

A kidnapping that kept you inside of a spaceship would normally sound ridiculous, but I've heard stranger things here.

It didn't help you kick the habits? It seems more like it made you miss them more.

Can I also say how much I love your Light?

[heartchart]

We probably all have, but I still don't completely believe it myself at this point.

Let me put it this way: being isolated to some cold, futuristic wasteland where you don't know anyone and where no one gives two shits about you doesn't exactly put one in the mood for personal improvement.

:3 Thank you! It's still very scary to play him!

[andeatit]

It sounds like it was society that needed to be improved. Having advanced technology can come at a price, but it shouldn't be at the cost of structure.

But it sounds like you've come back from a traumatic experience. My ideas probably won't be very helpful now. There are some nicer places, if she's feeling generous.

I can imagine XD it's pretty scary to play this dude too but not exactly "world domination" scary

[heartchart]

"Society" is a charitable word. It was more like a bunch of idiots running around trying to assert dominance over other idiots. I'm glad to be out of there.

I wouldn't exactly call it traumatic. I didn't especially appreciate being taken away from my life, but I've dealt with worse.

She's never generous. I doubt she even knows the meaning of the word.

I can imagine he's hard. He has a lot of hidden depths

[andeatit]

That's where structure would come into play. If there's no society, create one. Living on any world is harder when you're doing it alone.

Dealing with worse makes you stronger, but it doesn't make a situation any less horrible. It's why we arrest thieves instead of assuming it's fine because they didn't kill someone.

Does she have plans?

Wow Gravitation, this takes me back!

[thatcatfrom101]

Never figured out what to do about a lack of cigs, but if there's no booze in the next place you end up in I know a recipe for some kickass Moonshine, cat. No booze required, but after one drink you won't fuckin' need it.

Not recommended for lightweights, of course. Or mediumweights for that matter.

Ahhh, my notifs got eaten, sorry I didn't see this before! Also oh gosh Fallout <3

[heartchart]

[A tiny smirk]

I wouldn't classify myself as either.

Who knows, it might come in handy. Good to see someone actually has something worthwhile to contribute in this goddamn place. So far all I've seen is idiots babbling at other idiots about idiocy. It was starting to drive me crazy.

[He's not crazy about being called "cat", but someone is offering him an alternative to going without booze, and so he'll let it slide. For now.]

It happens! DW is a butt with notifs. And YES Fallout <3

[thatcatfrom101]

[No one ever appreciates his outdated slang. Time period problems.]

Now that's what I like to hear. There's a distressin' lack of fun around this joint. I mean if you're gonna be stuck in some shithole ya might as well make the most of it.

[Logic he practices for in his own world too. That is, when he can. Being drunk off your ass in the middle of the wasteland is just begging to be shot. Learned the hard way.]

Now granted, this recipe kinda fucked me up the first time I drank it. Woke up with a piece of my brain missin' just havin' contact with one of the ingredients alone. But ya know...that probably shouldn't happen to you. All you need are some batteries - preferably fission batteries but I'm sure others work too. I recommend only one. A bag of yeast, and punga fruit. If ya don't have that wherever you are then uh...any fruit with hallucinogenic properties.

Now as a doctor in trainin' I feel obligated to tell you to take it easy. But I also don't take my own advice with that so ya know...

[He's so lucky becoming a doctor in the wasteland doesn't require extensive background checks or...anything aside from knowing how to keep people from dying.]

it's the biggest butt in the universe pfft. And Fallout is love <3

[heartchart]

That's the only optimistic statement I've ever agreed with.

[He says this dryly, searching his jacket pockets for a cigarette as he speaks. He finds one, lights it, and gives the man a dubious look as he takes his first puff]

Were you dropped on your head as a child?

[Eiri takes a few more puffs and watches him haughtily for a few silent moments]

Exactly what logic is there to mixing batteries and hallucinogenic fruit? Are you insane?

What kind of person consumes a battery?

it is! also your Eiri is great btw

[thatcatfrom101]

[He's perfectly sane by wasteland standards, okay?! And smart as fuck. Okay maybe not that but he's never going to admit otherwise.

Roy snorts, looking him up and down several times with a raised brow.]

Don't be such a wuss. The batteries are just to give it an alcoholic taste. As long as you aren't a dumbass about how much ya put in it's fine.

And for your information, I wasn't dropped on the head. As I said, I'm missing part of my brain.

...

Well okay, I drank it before that happened but still, fuck off. [Though that is said with a slight smirk, clearly unbothered by the judgement coming his way.]

thank you oh gosh 8D it gives me great pleasure to play this asshole. I'm loving your Lone Wanderer!

[heartchart]

Are you serious? You do realize that battery acid is toxic, right?

[Says the man who smokes like a chimney]

Missing part of your brain. So, that makes sense. Everything is very clear to me now.

[Eiri gives him a smirk in return, gesturing elegantly with his cigarette as he speaks]

Ever think the situation in which you ended up losing part of your brain might have been led to by the loss of intellect from putting something that powers a cassette player into your body?

Thanks! I too enjoy playing this asshole

[thatcatfrom101]

[Well they can just have a smirk-off, because his is not leaving his face.]

Nah, cat. The situation in which I ended up losin' part of my brain was led by the fact that I tried to infiltrate a cult. See, we wasteland folk aren't as delicate 'n dainty as you pre-war barbie dolls. A little battery acid ain't a thing.

[Shaking his head.]

I'm sorry for you, really.