VIDEO; oo3 ☇ the dog that can drink you under the table (backdated to yesterday afternoon)
[the feed switches on to booze. lots of booze. no, really, an entire stretch of bar is covered in bottles and bottles and bottles of the stuff. oh-- the camera jostles and suddenly there's a certain redhead in view, hair braided up and expression set in a determined 'listen to me i'm great and have an important announcement to make' kind of line
... a couple of the bottles close to him look a little empty. huh.]
Oi. Oi. M'talking to all you assholes out there. Yeah, the assholes. So all you not-assholes can just switch off right now. Or ya can listen. M'not fussed. ...In fact -- In. Fact -- I'm scrappin' the whole asshole thing. I mean, the assholes can listen too, if ya want. I'm not complainin'...
[a pause. a swig of liquor.
a deep breath...]
HEY, EVERYONE!
[ahem] I'm startin' a club.
A real club, too. S'gonna be called the 'I've been here long enough that I'm allowed t'be drinkin' at 3 'o' clock in th'afternoon an' if ya don't like it ya can go suck on a snotrag' club. M'lookin' fer members. Club activities are pretty neat... lemme give ya a rundown:
Drinkin' whisky, drinkin' beer, drinkin' a little vodka every now an' then I guess yeah okay vodka, drinkin' beer, eatin' peanuts, beer, drinkin'... [he holds up a bottle of something bright purple. it appears to be glowing] ... alien shit. S'pretty neat. Ya should join me.
First meeting starts now, at wherever the fuck I am. See ya there.
[he turns the camera. there's a blue and yellow alien sitting next to him, pink drool dripping down from heavy jowls as he eyes up all that alcohol. Renji swings an arm around his shoulders and makes the edges of a photo frame with the fingers of his spare hand.]
This guy? This guy is awesome.
[Feed: end]
... a couple of the bottles close to him look a little empty. huh.]
Oi. Oi. M'talking to all you assholes out there. Yeah, the assholes. So all you not-assholes can just switch off right now. Or ya can listen. M'not fussed. ...In fact -- In. Fact -- I'm scrappin' the whole asshole thing. I mean, the assholes can listen too, if ya want. I'm not complainin'...
[a pause. a swig of liquor.
a deep breath...]
HEY, EVERYONE!
[ahem] I'm startin' a club.
A real club, too. S'gonna be called the 'I've been here long enough that I'm allowed t'be drinkin' at 3 'o' clock in th'afternoon an' if ya don't like it ya can go suck on a snotrag' club. M'lookin' fer members. Club activities are pretty neat... lemme give ya a rundown:
Drinkin' whisky, drinkin' beer, drinkin' a little vodka every now an' then I guess yeah okay vodka, drinkin' beer, eatin' peanuts, beer, drinkin'... [he holds up a bottle of something bright purple. it appears to be glowing] ... alien shit. S'pretty neat. Ya should join me.
First meeting starts now, at wherever the fuck I am. See ya there.
[he turns the camera. there's a blue and yellow alien sitting next to him, pink drool dripping down from heavy jowls as he eyes up all that alcohol. Renji swings an arm around his shoulders and makes the edges of a photo frame with the fingers of his spare hand.]
This guy? This guy is awesome.
[Feed: end]