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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.)]

Comments

[sketchycharacter]

YES

i mean we'll see how long that lasts but unless they have Space Divorce i'm probably set for now

[sonywalkman]

you're

dude this is weird. major weird. what the WHAT weird. maybe not weird science weird but

ok. ok. fine.

so how did you fuck up?

[sketchycharacter]

that's not important i just need to know how to UN fuck

shit
that sounds weird

[sonywalkman]

uh isn't it kind of important
i mean
i can talk my way out of some bullshit man but
i usually need to know what bullshit i'm talking my way out of?

just...you know. saying.

[sketchycharacter]

well
look it's just really bad and i might need another drink before i can go into it
can you wait a couple of minutes

[sonywalkman]

that depends on how drunk you already are
like are we talking i need to come over and hold your hair back or your hand or whatever while you puke in the morning or...

[sketchycharacter]

too late i already had the next drink
also i'm not thinking about tomorrow
ok. ok. did you mean the first or second time i fucked up.

[sonywalkman]

the one you're trying to talk your way out of
...unless that IS both

[sketchycharacter]

one kind of led to the other all right. sort of. we wouldn't be in this situation if i hadn't fucked up originally. or if she'd had some fucking sense about who to marry.

[sonywalkman]

well yeah sometimes girls are stupid and then we're stupid right back

that doesn't tell me anything though

[sketchycharacter]

ain't that the truth

ok well
anyway
i left her

[sonywalkman]

you left her

HOW ARE YOU MARRIED?

[sketchycharacter]

i have asked this myself damn near every day since

[sonywalkman]

dude no really how do you stay married if you leave

that's called divorce

nate what the fuck

[sketchycharacter]

i just walked out, i didn't file papers

and neither did she

so we were just sort of estranged for months. got back together a little before i was space kidnapped except she hasn't experienced that yet

[sonywalkman]

[How do you even possibly make this worse?]

dude you didn't cheat on her did you?

[sketchycharacter]

[Skill.]

NO. JESUS. i would never!

[sonywalkman]

you're the one being weird about fucking up
how was I supposed to know?

[To be fair, it's also a thing Peter might do. Granted, he wouldn't allow himself to get roped into a relationship that serious, let alone marriage, so his advice on this is completely moot.]

fine. what DID you do?

[sketchycharacter]

after i left? not much. chased obsessively after a mystery left behind by my ancestor that turned out to be the location of a mythical lost city. found it, it sucked.

[sonywalkman]

THAT'S fucking up a second time?

[sketchycharacter]

oh. no that was mostly just the aftermath of the first time.

[sonywalkman]

fine fine surprise me. how do you mess that up worse?

[sketchycharacter]

overreacted about some stuff of mine she found but didn't tell me about. had a big fight. probably torpedoed any progress we made.