text; un: aphrodite

[wingstosee]

so i've been stuck inside because i don't know if i'm allergic to bees, and i'm DEFINITELY allergic to giant ants, and also i'm pretty sure half of my friends have vanished.
not trying to whine or anything. i mean, that's sort of how life is after getting space dimension kidnapped?
like, don't get me wrong, i WANT to whine. but it's happened before. and unless we find a way to change that it'll keep happening.
so i guess... if you recognize me just say something?
just so i know you're still here.

anyway.

i've got three days left as a teen, life sucks, and i've still got a few bottles of the drinks from last place i was at.
i want to make bad decisions. give me stupid ideas
like... are there clubs around here? can anyone recommend one?
i've never been clubbing. and i kind of feel like there might be a time limit on that??

screw it. who wants to get fucked up and go clubbing

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[wingstosee]

what?? oh jeez no
no uh it's like

ok first off is there alcohol where you're from??

[bisection]

I have never had it... but, yes.

[wingstosee]

[ okay, she's starting to feel like audio might be a better idea here. she quickly flicks the channel over, and soon enough an androgynous voice - a high tenor, maybe, or a low alto - makes its way from the device. ]

Okay, so. Um. Being drunk is... kiiiind of like when you don't get enough sleep? Like, when you're woozy and can't really keep your balance well. Except it's a lot more fun.

[ a beat. ]

And being fucked up is like... that, but more. A lot more.

[bisection]

Oh... I think I understand. [ There were items in the tower that had similar effects. He wouldn't call the results 'fun', though. But perhaps this was a little different. ]

So is it more fun?

[wingstosee]

Yeah! Well. I mean. I think so? It's fun in like... a stupid way. You don't have to think about things for a while? Actually, you can't really think well even if you want to.

[ hm. ]

I'm not really doing a good job at explaining this??

[bisection]

... In a stupid way... [ He parrots the words like they're foreign to him. Is that good? Is stupid fun good??? It's not like he has a lot of context for fun here. But not thinking about things. ]

It might be nice to not think... just for a while. I think.

Mm... no. But still I am curious.

[wingstosee]

[ at first, she's honestly a little disappointed. like, she knows she's not any good at talking? but it doesn't mean she's not trying.

and then it clicks that he's saying it sounds nice, and he's curious, and all regrets fly out the window. ]

Oh my god. Do you want to try it? We can totally try it together.

[ if there's one thing more devilish than doing stupid, immature things like getting way too drunk? it's showing someone else how to join the fun. ]

[bisection]

Ah... Me ...? I can attempt it. I cannot promise I will be 'fun', but...

[ What's a dead man got to lose ? ]

[wingstosee]

No, trust me, it's okay! You have no idea how excited I am about this?? The last time I got to drink with people who'd never done it, I...

[ wait. was it really... ]

Uh. I guess the last time it happened, I became the devil? And then got kidnapped.

[ now that she thinks about it, that's not the best way to enable someone, huh. ]

[bisection]

You are...?

[ He's never had reason to be excited about anything, really. He's usually pretty grouchy, but even over voice, Venus's energy is easy to feed off.

Hey, he gets it... he and his brother are kind of set up to meld with God. It's not so out there. ]

I can make sure you are not kidnapped this time...