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[sketchycharacter]

[The following is actually a series of three separate posts to the network; all three are posted in fairly quick succession, likely before anyone can reply to the first two, though they are open to comments.]

how do you make it so not everyone can read one of these things

[like thirty seconds later]

oh

[a couple of minutes later LOCKED FROM CERTAIN PEOPLE NAMED ELENA FISHER]

so a bunch of people use this system to pour their hearts out and get other people to do the same which usually seems weird to me. i mean just because you say it over the mid doesn't mean you won't run into people later and make it really weird and awkward. i don't know maybe that's just me.

except what the hell i'm pretty drunk right now so why the fuck not!

RIDDLE ME THIS, CREWMATES. pretend for a minute that you're a complete asshole who somehow got the most amazing woman in the world to marry you, fucked it up real fast like dropped a grenade on it bad BECAUSE you're a complete asshole, got her to take you back and start over and then fucked it up again.

what do you do? asking for a friend.

also the first person to make a suggestion that actually works can have some of my alcohol stash. everyone else can fuck off i'm not sharing.

[action options - feel free to go from a network thread to one of these]

[OPTION 1: DRUNK. Nate is pretty toasted as he wanders around the ship, but not so much than he has trouble getting around with just an occasional stumble. Alcohol tends to loosen his lips, so he'll gladly (well, not he's not real glad about anything right now) talk to anyone who makes the poor life decision to talk to him first.

[OPTION 2: DRUNKER. Jeez, he's getting to be a real mess now. Nate makes a trip to where the Mess Hall used to be so he can pour one out in honor of the lost bar. What a hideous waste of alcohol. Afterward, he visits the observation deck to drunkenly look at the stars, and will stay there.

[OPTION 3: DRUNKEST. Oh god he's so unhappy. Look at this complete wreck of a man who's making the observation deck a pretty unpleasant place to be. He is completely wasted. (Existing CR only for this option please—basically, if they've had at least one conversation, you're good.)]

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[diamondhack]

Oh my God Nate.

[Apparently she's okay with calling him Nate now that was fast.]

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[sketchycharacter]

sup Ish

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[diamondhack]

How old are you Nate?

and I'm going to hope that was a typo

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[sketchycharacter]

don't you already know i'm ancient

well since we're using friendly names now i figured what the hell

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[diamondhack]

That's fair

on both accounts I suppose.

Anyway could you try not to make a fool of yourself in public? Where are you?

[sketchycharacter]

i'm in SPACE we're all in space did you forget that already. it's the final frontier and everything.

[diamondhack]

Let's try this again

where in the ship, which is hovering about in space, are you located?

And you're no Spock, let's make that clear.

[sketchycharacter]

whyyyyy do you need to know
do you want some of my space liquor
and spock was a loser, scotty is the man

[diamondhack]

I have my own liquor thank you very much

Spock is not a loser.

Can't disagree on the point about Scotty.

You still haven't answered the question.

[sketchycharacter]

can't you just have your robot dog sniff me out isn't that what dogs do

[diamondhack]

Implying that I had Q smell you immediately which, quite frankly, is a boundary I'm unwilling to pass.

[But blackmail and hacking and stealing accounts is totally okay]

[sketchycharacter]

maybe your robot dog just CAN'T sniff things out and you just don't want to admit he's defective

[diamondhack]

He's not defective and stop trying to deflect the question

[sketchycharacter]

if i tell you what are you going to do

[diamondhack]

Call you an idiot to your face but I suspect you may have imagined that already

[sketchycharacter]

oh well in that case it's no big deal
you do that anyway
i'm in the observation deck

-> action to drunkerest

[diamondhack]

[And off she goes, Q trotting along as always. It's about 20 minutes to when she arrives, because it took her a little time to arrange a saddle for Q to carry her own stash.]

The man of the hour, is it?

drunk action forever

[sketchycharacter]

[Oh right, she said she was going to come, didn't she? Nate sort of forget partway through the next bottle.]

That's me. Every hour. Got a drink for all of them.

[He reaches out for Q.]

Good doggie.

[diamondhack]

[Q swats at Nate's hand.]

That's for insulting him, I told him everything. As for you...

[She sighs.]

You're a pathetic mess. I'm only saddened by this behavior being universal and now multiversal.

[sketchycharacter]

[He grumbles] Traitor.

[Except not really because Nate isn't the cool dog's master so...whatever.]

Shoulda asked me if you were curious. I'd have told you I'm a pathetic mess wherever I go. Just provin' it now.

[diamondhack]

Asked you what, exactly?

[Seeing as that she's clearly here for the long haul, she decides to sit primly. She doesn't care if Nate stands or jumps or even collapses, honesty.]

[sketchycharacter]

If this behavior was universal!

[He gives her a look, like, obviously.]

I am a fuckup, Ish.

[diamondhack]

Yes, clearly, but why this time?

[sketchycharacter]

Does it matter?

[diamondhack]

Clearly enough to make a fool of yourself on such a disastrously public level.