let's set d o w n some (
groundrules) wrote in
lostcompass2022-07-10 08:20 pm
texts from last night's deeply regretted rum venture

| o1. Nothing settles the Crossing jitters like a bit of liquid courage — and with pirates, sharing is caring. Maybe you took it willing, under duress or subterfuge, or you completely underestimated the potency of what your esteemed sailor companions style the 'Mother's milk — but you are hereby sloshed. Inebriated. Tipsy. Under the weather. Toasting the gods. o2. Top level with one or more of your character's most philosophical, amorous, or otherwise deeply wrong drunken thoughts or observation. Don't leave an empty comment, that makes the wine gods sad. o3. Comment aroundkeep incriminating evidence. o4. Feel free to make any of your threads game canon, just check with your partner too! |

4
Did you bring back the dark water that they just found near the hollowed out bodies?
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
i just get sick of it sometimes
sorry owl beast i know you do too
no subject
Your curse is an owl beast?
no subject
no idea where exactly it came from but now it's here
no subject
no subject
we share an uh
a mind i guess
no subject
no subject
i got glimpses of the before but it's kinda unclear
no subject
[ He's going to keep repeating it until it makes sense. ]
Maybe the water isn't such a bad idea.
no subject
but honestly
not so sure i want that anymore
idk i had a lot of rum
no subject
Sometimes it's the simplest solutions.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
I suppose it's impressive you can find things you haven't tried after thirty years.
no subject
and my sister
all trying to cure me... but there is no cure, not really
no subject
[ He remembers things, even when drinking. ]
no subject
it's better actually
i'm in control with the harpy
made sort of a truce with the owl beast
[ She wouldn't usually be even NEARLY this open, but heck, she's drunk, she's stuck in a different universe, and whenever she gets out of here she's not gonna see this weird brat again anyway. ]
no subject
And... he really can't help but think of Ben here. Who he normally wouldn't mention, but it comes out anyway. ]
It was like that with my brother. His was tentacles that came out of his stomach, but he never quite got control over them.
At least, not while I was there.
no subject
no offense to your brother
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)