TIME FOR BEER

[putyaswordson]

[ it's a nice, warm summer evening in camp. and even with impending... plot stuff approaching, there is beer and other assorted types of alcohol waiting to be drunk.

time for beer? time for beer. ]

(TOUCH EACH OTHER, I CAN ONLY LAST SO LONG, will be slow because I forget how to thread or something silly)

Comments

[mechabro]

Aw hell no, not when I can't SUPER drink anythin'! Damn it!

[archaelologist]

Poor timing on our part.

[mechabro]

Tch. How're we supposed ta know this would happen?

[archaelologist]

It was still fun.

[mechabro]

No doubt 'bout that, but I SUPER hate camp right now. Maybe I can take somethin' fer later...

[archaelologist]

I would help you but...

[beak]

[mechabro]

[ HAS HANDS YEAHHHH ]

Don't worry 'bout it.

[archaelologist]

You're very cute like this.

[mechabro]

W-what?! I'm a stupid-lookin' robot! I could at least be blue!

[archaelologist]

So round!

[mechabro]

THAT AIN'T A COMPLIMENT!

[archaelologist]

It is in this case.

[mechabro]

[ stomps his little robot feet ]

Oi! Yer totally smirkin' 'bout this! I can see it in her little birdy eyes!

[archaelologist]

I would never.

[mechabro]

[ :| ... ]

[archaelologist]

[now you now what bird chuckles sound like]