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[sketchycharacter]

All right, I'm done pretending we're not collectively acting like a bunch of hippies at a weed convention. Yeah, the party is nice and all, but has anyone stopped to think about what the hell is happening here?

[The dancing, the partying, the getting sexy in public-to-barely-private locations. He's actually seen people relax who never, ever relax, and that might be the creepiest part.]

I'm just gonna say it. We've been drugged. And it feels like I'm the only one who's come down from it.

[Granted, this is way better than the last two times he was drugged, but it's still freaking him out.]

Look, if there's anyone out there who hasn't already told me 'oh Nate it's no big deal just have a drink and enjoy yourself,' please let me know. I talked to Thán, and if there's any hinky shit that anyone's noticed, we should bring it back to the Moira. Personally I think we should all go back to the beach and wait there, but I've given up on convincing people of that. I just want to figure out what's going on.

[ooc note: Nate is one of three crewmates to have suddenly become immune to the compulsion to party down. He's immediately come to the (possibly wrong) conclusion that they've all been drugged in some way, but per the mods, people still under the compulsion will not be less affected if he points out the weirdness and would just brush it off, so feel free to either assume this has happened (if your character knows Nate) or come exasperate him by doing so here! He would also be very happy to connect with anyone else who's become immune or never made it to the party to be affected.]

Comments

[heisenbitch]

Look, I look at like this, okay?

[ Pausing a moment to quickly purse a cigarette between his lips and light it. A quick drag; smoke spills out of his mouth as he continues: ]

Like yeah, okay - when we're all passed out all over the place from partying like a buncha hobos, the female mantis people might try and mate with us and then, like, eat our heads or whatever. But it ain't like we can get away from 'em in any kinda hurry. Ain't like we can just, I dunno, jump on a bus. Or call up a friend, be all like, "Yo, come pick me up, bitch." So. Might as well just accept it, right? I mean, at least they aren't all jumping outta giant goopy alien eggs and attaching to our faces or some shit.

[ Another drag of his smoke. ]

[sketchycharacter]

[Nate just stares.

For a long time.

Wow.]

You sure that's just a cigarette you're smoking?

[heisenbitch]

It's a movie, yo. Aliens? With, like, the facehugging things that jump on people's faces?

[ Doing a whole almost theatrical hand gesture of one of those facehuggers planting itself on his face to go along with his explanation, before he's then taking another drag of his cigarette.

Because, obviously, that's all Jesse thinks the guy is incredulous about. ]

[sketchycharacter]

Yeah, it's a movie. This is real life. And if you're having trouble telling the difference, you've got even bigger problems than I realized.

[heisenbitch]

This? 'Real life'? You call partying with the Applegates' whole extended bug family real life?

[[ ooc; For reference just in case you're not familiar with what Jesse is referring to! Just so it doesn't come across as some random weirdo comment haha (which it might for Nate??). ]]

i'm totally unfamiliar so this reaction comes from the heart

[sketchycharacter]

....what? What the hell are you talking about?

[heisenbitch]

[ Uuugh, god. He can't be assed explaining. ]

Look, my point is. We're stuck here, 'til... whenever with these freaks. Might as well unclench your asshole and roll with it. You can almost pretend they ain't even there that way.

[sketchycharacter]

Yeah, not likely. You do what you want, but I'm going to figure out what's really going on here.

[heisenbitch]

And then what? Gonna drive a bus back here and get us all?

[sketchycharacter]

I'll figure something out. Don't worry about it. You're not going to anyway.