Voicetesting OR A little man to man talk.

[drunk_an_dangerous]

Oi, mun! Ye an' ah are gonna 'ave a little discussion right 'ere, right now. Ye 'ear me? Guid, cuz' ah'm only saying this once. Now...ah know yer wantin' tae send me tae a game, an' frankly? Ah'm all for it. An' wit the kinda game it is, even more-so. Mum's always goin' on about me needin' another job, three clearly ain't enough for 'er. Can't really blame 'er, wit mah father working over 20 of em' at a time. BUT! It'll be a cold day in the devil's boilin' hot Hell before ye take away me alcohol. Ah don care who the hell runs the joint or what the damn rules are.

They touch me scrumpy, ah'm breakin' their 'and. S' all ah gotta say on that topic. [buuurrrpppp]

Ah, 'cuse me thar.

Comments

[pocketsurgeon]

Ven your Medic runs out of livers to transplant into you, you may reconsider zat.

1/2

[drunk_an_dangerous]

[A pause, like he considers this, while looking at said scrumpy.]

[drunk_an_dangerous]

Naw.

[And he takes a big swig.]

Ah 'ighly doubt that, lad.

[pocketsurgeon]

It ist your body, you may do viz it vat you vant.

Now, vere ist your mundane sending you zat you couldn't take it ein ze fist place?

[hasstandards]

Don't they know you work best when you've had a few drinks?

['Few' being a massive understatement.]

[drunk_an_dangerous]

S' what ah'm sayin', mate! Ah swear, these mundanes are bloody crazy.

[hasstandards]

You're tellin' me. And I'm inclined to say yours is one of the worst.

[schrodingerscat]

[ casually flicks lighter on and off........ alcohol burns pretty. ]

Mmmph mrn mmph mmo mammphahll?

[drunk_an_dangerous]

...Ah 'aven't the foggiest idea what ye just said.

[schrodingerscat]

Mmph mmmammph mammphahll?

[sentryslinger]

This sounds more like a warning than a discussion.

[drunk_an_dangerous]

Bah. Warnin', discussion, same thin' in our business, lad.

[sentryslinger]

The mundanes aren't in our line of work, though. Ya might not be makin' the same impact on one of them as you would on the battlefield.

[not_onyourside]

You. A teacher. Forgive me but I can not imagine eet.

[drunk_an_dangerous]

Not even if ah'm teaching Explosions an' Demolitions 101?

[not_onyourside]

Teaching implies zhat you are not simply blowing up your students.

[infiniteeclipse]

You'd probably be able to get away with it. I'm not sure the Hands are paying attention most of the time. Or if they do, they don't care.

[drunk_an_dangerous]

Eh? Really?

[He can't help but smirk.]

Well, that's guid. Can't imagine not 'aving me bottle o' scrumpy.

[infiniteeclipse]

Mhm. You'd not be the first to be inebriated on the job. [ Her former best friend was, sometimes. ]

oh man how did I miss this post. DEMOS ARE SO RARE.

[spyper]

Ah, dear friend, I do believe you cannot get through to your mun so easily~

At least, if mine is anything like yours, I think that would certainly be the case.

[Cracks his neck.]

Ya bloody scoundrel.

Oh dear god. 1/???

[drunk_an_dangerous]

2/???

[drunk_an_dangerous]

3/???

[drunk_an_dangerous]

4/ okay second to last one.

[drunk_an_dangerous]

AND DONE. Sorry for the spam.

[drunk_an_dangerous]

...what the devil are ye supposed tae be?