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I sincerely apologize for trying to chase you and hurt you earlier. It seems that a greater force was compelling me.
Dude, I wouldn't have been all FREAKeD OUt if it wasn't for the whole force thing.
I probably would have been a LITTLE less smashy normally... or I would've smashed BETTEr. DON'T WORRY about it.
I probably would have been a LITTLE less smashy normally... or I would've smashed BETTEr. DON'T WORRY about it.
I'm glad to hear it. [Not really. He's quite annoyed at how much that hammer really hurt.]
Perhaps it's good you didn't smash "better", as you nearly broke my femur. But I suppose we can let bygones be bygones. [Which means no AM still hates you.]
Perhaps it's good you didn't smash "better", as you nearly broke my femur. But I suppose we can let bygones be bygones. [Which means no AM still hates you.]
LET IT BE KNOWN I totally almost broke a fuckhuge FEMUr.
But yeah, BYGONES and shit. Try putting some ICE on the femur.
But yeah, BYGONES and shit. Try putting some ICE on the femur.
hey, i'm the guy with the bear skull who was chasing you around the other day. we ended up talking a while. figured i'd say sorry properly. you wanna go for drinks or something?
Scary bear dude! Hey!
SURE, man, let's hang out. I'm done with being FREAKED the FUCK out.
SURE, man, let's hang out. I'm done with being FREAKED the FUCK out.
good to hear. i'm done wanting to chase people around, too. probably a good thing if i wanna go drinking. you wanna meet somewhere?
Little hard to DRINk and CHAse probably yeah.
Got a favorite place or anything, or should we just go CRAWLING til we find something that doesn't SUCK?
Got a favorite place or anything, or should we just go CRAWLING til we find something that doesn't SUCK?
there's a place with good whiskey, we can start there. it's at [location]. meet you there? like i said before, i'll be easy to spot.
I'm more of a beer guy, but I'll drink pretty much anything. Catch you there.
[So it's not much later that he shows up at the bar, not looking much different than before except for the lack of abject panic. He glances around, keeping an eye out for hat guy.
And hey, what do you know, he isn't hard to spot at all.]
Nice hat.
[So it's not much later that he shows up at the bar, not looking much different than before except for the lack of abject panic. He glances around, keeping an eye out for hat guy.
And hey, what do you know, he isn't hard to spot at all.]
Nice hat.
[He raises a hand in greeting as Wrench comes over. He's not hard to recognise at all, with the mask and everything.]
Thanks. Feels good being able to wear it again.
[And not being a horrible monstrosity. He heads over to the bar, where a half-empty glass of whiskey is already sitting.]
Never had the beer here. You'll have to tell me how it is.
[Not that he really drinks it much, but if he didn't have a choice he would.]
Thanks. Feels good being able to wear it again.
[And not being a horrible monstrosity. He heads over to the bar, where a half-empty glass of whiskey is already sitting.]
Never had the beer here. You'll have to tell me how it is.
[Not that he really drinks it much, but if he didn't have a choice he would.]
[Wrench follows him over to the bar amd sits down, signaling to the bartender.]
Probably ain't even worth drinking if it's like most of these places. I'm pretty sure I can't even get drunk anymore, anyway. Corpse problems.
[But corpse problems don't stop him from ordering one anyway.]
You end up catching anyone?
Probably ain't even worth drinking if it's like most of these places. I'm pretty sure I can't even get drunk anymore, anyway. Corpse problems.
[But corpse problems don't stop him from ordering one anyway.]
You end up catching anyone?
[Boone at least looks sympathetic. Not being able to get drunk?]
That's pretty rough.
[He nods, downing what's left of his drink.]
Yeah. Friend of mine didn't know I could climb the wall he was perched on. How about you? Anyone else chase you after I did?
That's pretty rough.
[He nods, downing what's left of his drink.]
Yeah. Friend of mine didn't know I could climb the wall he was perched on. How about you? Anyone else chase you after I did?
I manage.
[Sucks, but what is he gonna do, go on a quest to get drunk again? He picks up the beer when he gets it, shrugging at the question.]
Yeah. A friend, gets super fucking massive in the fog, apparently. He looked like he was gonna kill me.
[He lifts his mask up just enough to fit the bottle under it and takes a sip.]
So I hit him with my sledgehammer.
[Sucks, but what is he gonna do, go on a quest to get drunk again? He picks up the beer when he gets it, shrugging at the question.]
Yeah. A friend, gets super fucking massive in the fog, apparently. He looked like he was gonna kill me.
[He lifts his mask up just enough to fit the bottle under it and takes a sip.]
So I hit him with my sledgehammer.
Bigger than me? Glad I'm not the only one.
[It's strange that he doesn't just take off the mask, but Boone doesn't comment on it. He does raise an eyebrow at the comment about the sledgehammer, though.]
You hit your friend with a sledgehammer.
[He sounds mostly amused, but still a little surprised.]
I'd ask if you hit him hard, but I don't think there's any way to do that gently. He okay?
[It's strange that he doesn't just take off the mask, but Boone doesn't comment on it. He does raise an eyebrow at the comment about the sledgehammer, though.]
You hit your friend with a sledgehammer.
[He sounds mostly amused, but still a little surprised.]
I'd ask if you hit him hard, but I don't think there's any way to do that gently. He okay?
He was gonna kill me! I mean, it sure as fuck seemed like he was gonna kill me. I had to fight back, right?
[He didn't fight back with Boone 'cause he didn't have his sledgehammer with him. Which turned out to be a good decision, terrifying as it was.]
He was fuckhuge, it wasn't a big deal. Probably only bruised him a little. He's okay, we're all good.
[He didn't fight back with Boone 'cause he didn't have his sledgehammer with him. Which turned out to be a good decision, terrifying as it was.]
He was fuckhuge, it wasn't a big deal. Probably only bruised him a little. He's okay, we're all good.
Well, yeah. If someone was trying to kill me I'd do the same.
[Thank god Wrench didn't have that thing with him when Boone was chasing him. He doesn't want to test just how strong his bones are.]
Good to know. He probably wasn't gonna kill you, though. I mean, you thought I was gonna, but I wasn't.
[And if they're friends it makes it seem more unlikely. Then again he doesn't know the guy, so who knows what he was trying to do.]
[Thank god Wrench didn't have that thing with him when Boone was chasing him. He doesn't want to test just how strong his bones are.]
Good to know. He probably wasn't gonna kill you, though. I mean, you thought I was gonna, but I wasn't.
[And if they're friends it makes it seem more unlikely. Then again he doesn't know the guy, so who knows what he was trying to do.]
Yeah, but like... it was different, dude. He was fucking hostile.
[Hey, it fucked with him as much as it had fucked with Wrench. Maybe even more.]
But we're cool now. I'm gonna guess everyone's cool with each other after that mess.
[He gestures vaguely with his bottle before shoving it back under his mask.]
[Hey, it fucked with him as much as it had fucked with Wrench. Maybe even more.]
But we're cool now. I'm gonna guess everyone's cool with each other after that mess.
[He gestures vaguely with his bottle before shoving it back under his mask.]
Hope so. I mean, I never hurt anyone, and most of the people I chased seemed to be having fun, so I guess there's no reason we wouldn't be. Did make a guy puke, though.
[He orders another whiskey with a slight smile.]
Was pretty funny.
[He orders another whiskey with a slight smile.]
Was pretty funny.
Man, how come everyone else got to have a good time and I got to be Mr. Paranoid? That's bullshit.
[Rude, fog god, rude.
But there isn't much they can do about it now.]
Okay, that's pretty good. Can't imagine he was too happy about it.
[Rude, fog god, rude.
But there isn't much they can do about it now.]
Okay, that's pretty good. Can't imagine he was too happy about it.
Not sure, but you were definitely the only guy I ran into who wasn't enjoying it.
[Pretty rude, yeah.]
He knew he deserved it. He shot a garbage can at me so that I got it all over me. So I chased him down and rubbed it in his face.
[It's lucky Boone has a strong stomach, and is used to things smelling like shit. Poor Tommy wasn't so lucky.]
[Pretty rude, yeah.]
He knew he deserved it. He shot a garbage can at me so that I got it all over me. So I chased him down and rubbed it in his face.
[It's lucky Boone has a strong stomach, and is used to things smelling like shit. Poor Tommy wasn't so lucky.]
Maybe it's 'cause I'd probably have a good time otherwise. Can't fucking let me enjoy things, right?
[But he's grumbled about that enough. Better to move on.]
Oh shit, revenge. That's hardcore. Nice one!
[He holds out his beer in a mock-toast.]
[But he's grumbled about that enough. Better to move on.]
Oh shit, revenge. That's hardcore. Nice one!
[He holds out his beer in a mock-toast.]
Heh, thanks.
[He won't mention that it was less "hardcore" and more "two monsters having a garbage slap fight before one puked".]
So how long have you been stuck here, anyway? Gotta be longer than me.
[He won't mention that it was less "hardcore" and more "two monsters having a garbage slap fight before one puked".]
So how long have you been stuck here, anyway? Gotta be longer than me.
[Yeah, the imagination's probably better than the reality in this case. He frowns a bit at the question, thinking back.]
Oh man, it's been, uh... like five or six months by now? And I'm barely any closer to getting the fuck out of here. At least I had time to get used to things... I guess.
Oh man, it's been, uh... like five or six months by now? And I'm barely any closer to getting the fuck out of here. At least I had time to get used to things... I guess.
Kinda wish we didn't have to get used to things here, but it looks like we're here for good. At least, we are until someone finds a way out.
[He frowns as he takes a drink from the new glass of whiskey handed to him. Will it ever be possible to leave? He knows people disappear, but that isn't the same as leaving.]
People back home must wonder where the hell we went.
[He frowns as he takes a drink from the new glass of whiskey handed to him. Will it ever be possible to leave? He knows people disappear, but that isn't the same as leaving.]
People back home must wonder where the hell we went.
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