droog's been silent for a while...

[carbonnadsat]

To be quite frank, miss, I've been occupied by matters far greater and interesting than your natterings. Got a city to run, Felt skulls to break in. Papers to read. Board games to play. You're a smart broad. You get it. I'm a busy man, even when I'm dead. You can't expect me to hold your hand for you 24/7. Now beat it before I fetch my cuestick.

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[checkmatedead]

[FINALLY. Somebody he KNOWS. And can boss around.]

Our Dignitary. Finally.

Wherefore art mine subjects?

[carbonnadsat]

[Oh. Now there's a mustachioed face he hasn't seen in a while. He adjusts his tie. Got to look nice in front of royalty. Make a good impression.]

I'm afraid I've forfeited that title long ago, Your Grace. As for your subjects... they're most likely dead.

[checkmatedead]

[Unfortunately Droog, you're making a good impression with bad news. Now, a good king would take this sort of information with a certain level of frustration, but grace to the messenger. Unfortunately for you, the Black King is not a good king and is more apt to kill the messenger.]

[Though right now he will grouse like a kid that just had his toy taken away.]

But WHY?

[carbonnadsat]

[That doesn't bode well.]

Timeline shit. There was a small duel, the universe was destroyed as a result. [He whips out a cigarette and lights it, offers the Black King one as well, despite the fact that he's gargantuan. What a smooth operator.] Smoke?

[battledrobe]

BOARD GAMES?

[Clubs Deuce: only the important things in life for him]

[carbonnadsat]

Yes. My host has quite the collection. I'm sure that you'd like some of them.

[battledrobe]

I BET I WOULD! I LOVE PRETTY MUCH ALL THE GAMES I HAVE EVER PLAYED.

DO YOU HAVE GOOD PEOPLE IN THERE TO PLAY AGAINST?

[carbonnadsat]

You could say that. Our host is a superb player, but Boxcars is still as horrible as ever. It's a good thing that there's always a new chump turning up on the doorstep everyday. It'd be rather boring otherwise.

[battledrobe]

I AM SURPRISED YOU STILL HAVE BOARDS LEFT IF YOU'RE PLAYING WITH BOXCARS.

[Shoots and Ladders, he knew ye well...]

BUT IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU'RE STILL HAVING FUN, SO I AM GLAD! IT MUST BE PRETTY BUSY WITH SO MANY PEOPLE COMING AND GOING.

[carbonnadsat]

Time and space are strange in the afterlife. Endless board games seem to be packaged with the deal. Tables too. [You could fill a dimension with all the tables Boxcars has broken so far.]

We don't always get a good look at 'em. Boxcars and I usually sit in the middle of the passage. Most of them pass right on by, but some stop to chat. [He takes a drag.] We did happen to see Snowman.

[battledrobe]

REALLY? I THOUGHT SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO STAY NOT-DEAD.

[or something. it was always so difficult to keep things straight.]

[carbonnadsat]

She was. But Slick killed her, apparently. Not exactly his best idea.

[battledrobe]

...AT LEAST BOSS FINALLY GOT TO DO WHAT HE WANTED MOST?

[carbonnadsat]

.. Yes, that is true. The Felt is done for, thanks to him. We should give the old bastard a drink and a punch when he shows up.

[battledrobe]

YES, WE SHOULD DEFINITELY CONGRATULATE HIM! I REALLY HOPE THAT HE SHOWS UP SOON - IT HAS BEEN A REALLY LONG TIME SINCE ANY OF THE CREW HAS BEEN AROUND HERE.

[carbonnadsat]

Knowing him, we'll see him in no time. He can be an idiot on his own.

Death happens to host a tea party for all us dearly departed. Boxcars and I frequently attend. You should come as well.

[battledrobe]

I WOULD LIKE THAT VERY MUCH! ESPECIALLY IF BOSS STOPS BEING AN IDIOT AND COMES TOO.



ALTHOUGH I AM NOT SURE HOW DEAD I AM RIGHT NOW. IS THAT A PROBLEM?

[carbonnadsat]

[Sighs.] I should've remembered that weird time shit still applies here.

It depends. I could ask our host. He might make an exception for you, as long as you behave. You think you can manage that?

[battledrobe]

I THINK SO! AND EVEN IF I DO NOT YOU'LL PROBABLY REMIND ME ANYWAY.

[not that he's exactly looking forward to that. hopefully his memory holds and he can avoid some drubbings.]