[Our heroes are still in the same lounge they were in when we last saw them, but it's a half hour later and the drinks have been flowing freely. A number of the marines are good and drunk, and two are passed out on the floor.] [Resume!] (Justine it is! XD) * Justine's got three empty glasses resting on the armrest of her chair. They still contain the lingering remnants of her alcohol consumption, in the classic bizarre colours of all good alien booze: purple, green, and orange- red-yellow-swirl. (Hm. Can we get a dicey in here for something?) * Neisis is sitting at the bar with a bottle of something, she's not quite sure what it is, but it's sweet, and alchaholic, and is distracting her from the small cloud up near the ceiling that's been raining on her for the the past fourty-five minutes and shows no sign of letting up any time soon. Has it been mentioned she's soaking wet? No? She is. * Thalan is playing with his datapad, has a bottle of swirling alien booze next to him, and is otherwise disinterested in everyone. * Dicesuke has joined #jumpers * Murynal is curled up on a couch. She fell asleep soon after they reached there, and she's been altnerating between being awake and having a drink of some sort of dark blue liquid, drinking water, and falling back asleep. She's been dozing off. A lot. ( ...MURY? ) * Neisis sets mode: +o Justine * Neisis sets mode: +o Murynal * Neisis sets mode: +o Thalan (Mury!) * Justine is drunkenly singing what appears to be drinking song of the Imperium Space Navy of her home dimension. (Hi Dicey!) ( How could you betray poor Chris with these... these... UGH. ) (Two beautiful women and a furry.) 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Justine (2d6-2) and gets 2. (And Chris is SO not one to talk.) (Yep. Welcome to space!) ( Okay, the women I could deal with, but the furry is just TOO FAR. ) (Dicey!) (WHATEVER. Chris grew fur and he LIKED IT.) * Justine's singing is, despite a slight slur, quite melodic. 'Oh, the vaccuum of space/ is a pretty bad place/ for your engines to fail/ but if we're three sheets to the wind (more gin!)/ maybe we can catch sail...' * Neisis humms along from the bar, and is off key, but it's a drinking song, so who cares? * Murynal wakes up, reaches for one of her drinks, and gives up, dropping her arm. "'s like work." * Thalan takes another sip. "Mmm." 'Life support's broken/ the atmosphere's shot!/ We'll soon be chokin'/ On air we ain't got/ I'd think we were screwed/ to tell you the truth/ if we didn't have cognac, gin, 'n' vermouth...' How c'n you sing that good, Justine? (Also, emotional backlash x2 or so right now.) You're drunk, that's how. Some of us were just made that way! 'Oh, the vaccuum of sp...' Justine trails off from repeating the chorus to look at Mury. 'The alcohol does help.' 'I don't sing nearly as well sober.' Justine laughs. 'Does it bother you? You look like you're trying to sleep. I'm sorry.' Is okay. * Murynal tries to reach for the glass again, but it's in the SAME PLACE so she FAILS. 'You're sure?' * Neisis grins. "You heard her! More singing!" 'Okay!' Justine says to Neisis, turning her head to look at her, overshooting due to her head having momentum, and finally turning it slowly back to face Neisis. * Neisis raises her bottle to Justine and then takes a swig. 'We've sighted the foe/ but ain't got no gun!/ Shield power's low!/ There's no fuel to run!/ But we'll not surrender; we'll fight to the last!/ Now open some whiskey 'n' pour me a glass!' * Murynal claps! 'Everyone!' [A few marines try to join in for the final chorus. They don't match Justine's performance, probably, but they get the words more or less right.] 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Neisis (2d6) and gets 8. * Murynal tries to sing along. Go Mury! 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Murynal (2d6) and gets 7. * Neisis also joins in the last chorus, and does a lot worse than the marines. (I don't even know which stat I'm going for. XD) (I was aiming at soul) (and wiffed!) (I did body, Justine's weakest stat, on the theory she was fighting booze to sing.) * Murynal sings along! She's actually kinda okay. Little off and a little confusion with the words, since it's not like she was awake for most of it, but oh well. (Well, I figured it was preformance arts, and given Neisis's body stat, she's not very drunk yet. ^^;) (Oh, I did Performance Arts too.) (That was the -2 when I rolled.) (Ahh) 'Oh, the vaccuum of space/ is a pretty bad place,/ for your engines to fail,/ but if we're three sheets to the wind/ (more gin!),/ maybe we can! Catch! Sail!' * Thalan pleasently tries to ignore the singing drunks. * Murynal claps at the end, then lifts a foot to look at it. Pretty. And she drops it and falls asleep, just like that. (Did Neisis want desc. on her singing?) (I gave a small one, I missed my roll by two so she's fairly bad) (Oh, true. I missed it. Sorry.) * Justine, having finished her song, wheels herself off toward the bar, narrowly missing bumping into a few chairs on her way. * Grysar has joined #jumpers (/me watches. Pay no attention here) * Neisis decides the problem with her singing must be not enough drink and upends her bottle. "This is much much much better than what we had on the ship!" (You missed me displaying my utter geekiness by having Justine sing a space navy drinking song.) (Heh, I'll have to read that in the log) * Murynal mutters something in her sleep. Z. (Allthough I'd describe the ability to come up with songs extemperouaneously to be more of an awesome ability than a show of geekiness) * Justine returns, a glass full of a new drink on her armrest. It rests somewhat precariously, a condition not helped by her erratic steering, but doesn't fall. The liquid in it is coloured something quite close to plaid. (Plaid! That's awesome.) (Anyone mind if I start playing with NPCs?) * Neisis finshish her bottle as Justine wheeles by and sets it on the bar with the other three, then she somewhat unsteadily walks around the to the other side and calls out to the marines that remain on their feet. " 'Nouther round!" After looking around to see what she's got the most of, and then pulls out several silver bottles. "Whatever these are! (Here, have a set up!) I think we should keep the ship dry. * Thalan eyes his crewmates. [A drunken space marine guy staggers over to stand next to Neisis. He'd be good looking if he wasn't bright blue and bald. He plucks a bottle out of her hand (unless she avoids the move?) and slurs, "Hey, baby, wanna see m' plasma cannon? 'Svery big 'n' pow'ful."] 'It is dry!' Justine says to Thalan. 'Unless you spill something!' She barely avoids demonstrating that concept as he picks up her glass and brings it to her lips, wobbling the entire way. (as she) * Neisis lets him have the bottle, she smiles at him too. "Nope! Sorry, guns arn't my thing ya know?" (Watch as Neisis totaly fails to grasp that people are hitting on people... again!) [The space marine frowns. "Yer not one them chicks who's into peace and universal harmony, are you?"] (Uh, that was one post.) * Neisis laughs. "What? No! I just like these more. You know?" * she sets down the rest of the bottles and then tries to cut one open with her claw. 2d6-1 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Neisis (2d6-1) and gets 6. * Neisis cuts the neck clean off, and the edges are nice and shiny. Lots more fun this way! [The space marine nods. "Y' don' know what yer missin', though." He takes his bottle and staggers off again.] * Justine hiccups. * Neisis grins and then takes a large swig from her newly opened bottle, or at least she tries, but she coughs and chokes on it. "Gah! 'Is's a stong one!" * Murynal opens her eyes. She focuses blurily on Neisis. "You okay?" [One of the space marines looks over at Neisis, and squints at the bottle she's holding. "Only if you're carbon based."] 'Neisis? Are you okay?' I bet she is. * Neisis nods and rubs at her throat. "In bit, I hope." [The space marine nods at Thalan. "Yes. She's got that carbon based look to her."] Oooh. Maybe don't drink any more of that. * Neisis looks around for the water, or a bottle of the first stuff she had to wash the silver stuff down. "Good plan!" * Neisis then remembers that she's got a handy source of water and just tilts her head up and opens her mouth. * Murynal puts forth a lot of effort, nearly falls over, and grabs the rest of the blue stuff! There isn't much left and she swallows it, barely managing to set her glass down before flopping back onto the couch again and staring at the ceiling. [The door to the lounge opens, and two creatures walk in. They're big, they're slimy, they have four arms each with five horrible claws per hand, their mouths contain waaaaay too many teeth, and their eyes glow red. They look around. One turns to the other and says, "Damn, the marines got here first. Well, let's go check out the bar in the Explodetarium wing. That place is more exclusive." The other nods and they exit.] (*giggles*) * Thalan swirls his rainbow drink and chugs some more. About now is when you start to think it's non-alcoholic. * Neisis tilts her head back down long enough to watch the big slimy things enter and leave. Then she goes back to drinking water. (The so don't know what they're missing out on!) (Wait, what's Neisis' water source?) (It's raining on her, remember?) (Oh, right.) (she is sogging wet right now and soaking the area behind the bar) 'You should try some of this,' Justine says to Thalan, tilting her head toward the Plaid Drink. 'It's like Brandy. Mixed with hot fudge.' * Justine hiccups again. [One of the marines falls over from his chair, and doesn't get up. He's just passed out, though, so don't worry. Unless you get worried when people pass out.] * Neisis looks around the bar and then at Justine. "Sounds good! Where'd you find it?" * Murynal raises her hand. "Me too. After I nap." And she's out again! * Justine lifts her hand and points, her arm shaking from the combination of booze and exertion of holding it aloft. * Neisis looks where Justine is pointing and after adjusting a shelf up, finds it. "Thanks!" She pours herself a glass of plaid. * Thalan raises an eyebrow at Justine and goes back to datapadplaying. "No thanks." [Marine one: "No, but see, your mass would become infinite as you approach lightspeed, so it's impossible for our ships to actually go as fast as they do." Other marine: "Dave, how drunk *are* you?"] (Not drunk enough!) (Good answer.) 'What are you working on?' Justine asks Thalan. * Neisis takes a small sip of the brandy and fudge. "Ooooh, I likes this one!" ["How many has she had?" a marine asks Neisis, pointing at Murynal.] * Murynal sleeps, hair splayed every which way and one sandal half off. She looks adorable. * Neisis thinks. "...One? Maybe? She kinda nearly died, remember?" (Okay... Ten is taking over Neisis's mind, this is bad.) (What? Ten?) (MC3 concept.) (What?) (That's her speach pattern. ^^;) [The marine nods. "Is that all? Here, give her some of our Marine energy replacement drink. Just the thing for post-battle fatigue." He hands Neisis a bottle. "But only give her half a bottle. If you drink a whole bottle at once, you go crazy and try to kill the platoon." He pauses, then adds, "They really should just put it in smaller bottles."] * Neisis stares at the Marine. "They should." [The marine shrugs, "But if they gave it to us in two bottles, we'd have to pay two deposits, and no one wants that."] (Period, not comma, after shrugs.) * Thalan smirks. * Neisis then remembers to take the bottle, and it vanishes to wherever it is she keeps her weapons. "Makes sense in a not alll way, and thanks." (There, now Arwen can actually participate.) (Nah, Neisis ate it.) (All of it! Uh oh!) * Neisis ducks under the bar for a clean glass. * Murynal curls up and mutters something else. The sandal that was half off drops to the floor. 'Thalan?' Justine prompts, since he didn't answer her question. Yeah, what is it? 'What are you working on?' * Neisis slams it down on the bar, and with a flourish the bottle fails to reappear in her hand. She blinks at her empty hand and tries again, netting a small crystal. On the third try she gets the energy drink back. "Ooookay now!" Just looking over some old files. (He's reading the last six logs or so.) (Ha.) * Neisis opens it and pours a little less than half into the glass. Then with exaggerated carefullness she walks over to where Murynal is sprawled. "Wake up Murynal, I've got 'nother drink for you!" * Murynal stirs. "Don' wanna. Comfy." It's a good drink, you can sleep after you try it! Promise? Yep! * Murynal opens one eye. (For an extend definition of after) (You don't know that for certain. Maybe Mury will never sleep again.) * Murynal grunts, shoving herself into a sitting position. She holds one hand out. "'kay." * Neisis hands over the glass of energy drink. * Neisis also doesn't let go untill she's fairly sure Mury's got it. * Murynal looks at the energy drink, then sniffs at it, then shrugs. She gulps it down. [Mury gets her EP back!] (But how does it taste? And is she wide awake now?) * Murynal 's eyes go wide, and she slams it onto the table nearby, coughing. "Wow." (I was leaving that for Arwen to choose. I just wanted her to be able to play a bit more.) (Ulterior motive is win!) * Neisis jumps backwords and... 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Neisis (2d6) and gets 9. * Thalan 's ears twitch. "What are you doing to Murynal?" * Neisis slips on some water and lands on her ass with a clunk. "Owww" 'Waking her up, I think,' Justine says uncertainly. * Murynal scrambles, grabbing her bottle of Taa water and taking a long, long drink from it. Or she tries, as she's interrupted by coughing again and has to stop. [The marine who supplied the energy drink laughs. "Nothing to worry about. Just don't give her another glass. Seriously."] * Neisis stuggles unsteadily back up to her feet. "I'll take you're word on that one." 'Murynal? Are you okay?' * Murynal nods. A little rapidly. She stops, then tries again, more slowly. Ehhe, sorry about that... probibly should have waited untill we were ready to go huh? * Murynal blinks a few times, looking around and sitting upright. "I'm not sleeping now. Where's my sandal? I thought- oh, there it is." She slips it back on. * Thalan shrugs and does more datapad-tapping and drink-drinking. * Neisis rains her way back to the bar and her plaid drink Where's the ice cream? I thought we were getting ice cream. * Murynal gets up to find the ice cream. 'Ice cream?' Justine approves. Yes, ice cream. He said there's ice cream. I wonder what flavors they have in this universe. I wonder if there's orange. * Murynal goes behind the bar, finding the freezer and opening it. [There is orange ice cream. The colour, anyway. And other colours. The flavours you may discover through trial and error.] * Neisis stops looking around the wrong end of the bar. "Isit in there?" Yup. Lots of colors. Lots and lots and lots of colors. * Murynal starts pulling out the ice cream and setting it on the counter. All of it. There's red flavor and green flavor and orange flavor and purple flavor and brown flavor and this thing that looks like yellow and green flavor... don't know about that one. * Justine looks at her remaining plaid drink. 'I wonder if it would make a good topping...' * Murynal pulls out another one and puts that tub on the counter. "Blue with white specks flavor." (Smurf flavor!) Only one way to find out! * Murynal nods in approval. "I'll find the bowls." And she goes about doing that! [A drunke marine with antenna and no nose nods at Neisis. "Shoot it until it stops twitching," he agrees.] * Neisis gets to work on opening the purple flavor icecream. "That too!" (drunk) 'Are you going to have ice cream?' Justine asks Thalan. 'It's not alcoholic. I don't think.' Probibly. Yeah, in a bit. * Murynal rummages around below the counter. "Bet you can tell if there's alcohol by the smell." Actually I can. * Neisis holds up the container of purple. "So, what's in this one then?" * Murynal looks up. "Purple," she decides. Then goes back to searching. * Neisis giggles a bit. "Not you, the one with the nose!" I have a nose. It just can't sniff flavors. Color flavors. Found the bowls. * Murynal reaches up, putting a pile on the counter. * Murynal starts to look for spoons. Yay! * Neisis points at Thalan. "But he says he can!" 'He did.' Justine nods. Oh, fine, fine. * Thalan puts his pad away and walks over to the counter. "Blech, so cold. Always hard to tell with frozen things." * Neisis presents the container to Thalan with both hands. "For you!" * Thalan takes it and blinks, then sniffs the flava. (And the verdict is...?) You... You probably should try this actually. If you like meat, anyways. (Chikin flavor!) (Squirrel!) Meat icecream? I never would have thought of that. I've had it before. It's an aquired taste. Very... aquired. Anything once. * Neisis looks over at Murnal. "Spoons yet?" Any others? 'Is there one that's chocolate?' Sounds gross. I found straws. Straws aren't spoons. * Neisis walks over to where Murynal put the brown one. "Maybe this one?" 'I'll try it,' Justine says, wheeling over. * Neisis looks at Murnal and then joins the search for spoons. "As soon as we find the spoons.... No, toothpicks won't help either." * Justine almost runs over someone's foot on her way, but he pulls it clear just in time. I found cherries. * Murynal sniffs at them, then pushes them away. "They looked like cherries. * Neisis opens another cabnet. "Little glasses, big glasses, medium sized glasses, great big metal cups... No spoons here." Found them. * Murynal triumphantly waves a glass filled with spoons! She goes to the counter and plunks them down, then picks up a bowl. "Brown flavor, Justine?" * Thalan shrugs and pulls up his datapad. Ice cream is so... messy. (Thalan's a sourpuss.) 'Yes. I hope it's chocolate.' (He just doesn't want to get any closer to Neisis and her water.) * Murynal starts scooping brown ice cream out and into the bowl. "Might be root beer. I like root beer." Might be something else too! * Justine nods. 'I'll find out.' Could be marshmallows. Brown marshmallows. 'It could be vanilla.' * Murynal finishes and sticks the spoon in, handle up. She hands it triumphantly to Justine. Or cinnimon! * Justine takes the ice cream bowl and quickly sets it on her armrest. * Justine takes the spoon and eats a bit of it. She makes an approving noise. * Neisis watches Justine. "How is it?" 'It's pistachio.' Ooh. I have no idea what that is, so I'll try it after I find out what the blue one is! * Murynal scoops some brown for herself, too. Then eyes the orange one and gets some of that. Because it's orange. (Pistachio! I've been trying to remember that flavor for a few months. Huh.) * Justine pours some of her alcohol onto the ice cream. (Remember it?) (Yup!) (Oh, wait. Remember a flavor?) (I think he means remember the name.) (Yeah, just hit that. o_o;) (Both) (You just knew there was SOME flavour you were forgetting?) (I tasted something that reminded me of a greenish icecream. But I couldn't remember the name or the specific flavor) (Brocoli.) (I think I had soft serve that had been augmented with some pistacio.) * Murynal has a little bit of the brown. "Mm. Okay, orange." And she tries the orange, blinks a couple times, then says, "I found cinnamon." And that's next next if I have any room left. * Murynal starts eating orange and brown and orange mixed with brown while pacing behind the counter. "You should have some of this, Thalan. It's very good." * Neisis walks over to the icecream again and tries to pick up the blue with spots without getting the others wet. [The marine with the antenna and no nose gets himself some pink ice cream from the container Mury set out.] (Smurftastic.) * Justine has some of her ice cream with booze topping. She hiccups again. (yep!) * Neisis scoups a little of it into a bowl and then takes a bit, and her eyes widen agian, but she swallows it down. "Tangy... really really really tangy." * Thalan raises an eyebrow at Murynal. "It's too sticky." But it's a fun sticky. It tastes good. You can put the computer away and be careful with it. It's not in cones. * Neisis goes back for more. "It's good too." ["Of course it's not in cones. That would violate safety regulations," says the marine eating the pink ice cream. "A cone could poke someone's eye out."] Could be flat cones. The ones with the flat bottoms. [The marine nods. "Ingenious."] * Neisis glances at the bottles and then decides to eat more tangerine-lime, er smurf flavored icecream. * Murynal nods and continues to say, with a straight face, "You should make them. Then you'd have flat cones which work in regulations. Nobody dies in an ice cream war." * Murynal gets some smurfilicious ice cream, too! * Justine just has more of her ice cream and alcohol sauce. Still too sticky. * Neisis tries tipping her glass of plaid onto the smurf, it's a horrible clash of colors, but the taste! Aww, but it's good. * Murynal keeps pacing. Pace pace pace. * Neisis stands and eats multiflavored icecream. "Need non-sticky icecream then." * Justine drops her spoon into the empty bowl of ice cream. 'That was good.' Want more? I can get you more. 'No thanks. I had enough.' Okay. * Murynal goes back to eating her ice cream, pacing back and forth. It's good and sticky. A total pain to wash out. * Neisis watches Murynal pace and glances at the other half of the bottle of energy drink. "Next time I go with a lot less of that." She then looks over to see if there's an awake marine. "How much does that energy drink cost?" You can use water. And soap. Works for me. ["It's not sold to civilians. You can get it on the black market, though."] And until then? No thanks. That'll be a pain, thanks anyway. Mhmmm this is good. * Murynal paces! And finishes her ice cream and sets the bowl and spoon down. She walks to the sink and washes off. * Murynal finishes, then goes to sit down near Justine. She drums her fingers on her knee. 'Do you want to do something?' * Murynal looks at Justine. "How drunk are you feeling?" 'I wouldn't fly right now, but not too bad.' * Neisis is still standing at the bar and eating ice cream and rum and chocolate, but slower now. "Can't do anything untill the badges get here." Maybe cards. Do they have cards here? It's a lounge. They should have cards here. [There is a deck lying on a table, apparently unused.] * Murynal points. "There are cards here," she says, getting up to grab them. She has a seat at the table. There are chairs! * Justine rolls up to the table. Woo cards! I'm bad at cards, let's go! I don't know if we should play Poker. I can kind of cheat without meaning to. * Neisis walks in a mostly straight line twords the table and then stops and looks up agian. "Are they waterproof cards?" * Thalan walks over to the table NOT behind Neisis and has a seat. "Cards, I can do." Um, laminated. Hi Thalan. Hey. Good! * Neisis takes a seat that's not near Thalan. "Doesn't matter if you cheat or not if we don't bet anything right?" Any suggestions for a game? Failing anything, I'm going to just deal out the whole deck and we can play Ratscrew or something. But that might hurt. 'Blackjack?' * Thalan pops his claws in and out. "Yeah, that would hurt. I voe for Blackjack." (Err, vote) Sounds good to me. Okay. * Murynal finishes and holds it out to Thalan to cut. (*RDM wobbles as his brain trys to work out how to run a real blackjack game with just a dicebot) * Thalan pulls out a knife an- no, not really. He just cuts the cards, yeah. And doesn't palm any. Honest. (d13) (It's really not hard. ;P) (Yes, but then card counting doesn't work ;P) (Neisis is a card shark? Who knew) * Murynal eyes Thalan. He better not palm any. She takes the deck back and deals them out, one face down for each and one face up. "We don't have anything to bet, do we?" (Neisis isn't but I wouldn't be on Thalan not being one.) (If you want, I could provide a complex explanation of how to actually do it via combinatorics.) (IF you want I could just get a deck of cards.) (True.) * Neisis thinks about that and then shakes her head. "We just got here, so no stuff, maybe later." (Though some of us have the Gaming skill we can use, which wouldn't be reflected.) (I have tarot cards. Justine has the Seven of Wands showing and Temperance Reversed face down.) (Ha.) (Whaddabout me?) (Though you could use a Tarot deck to play real cards. Just throw out the Major Arcana and the Knights and call the Pages Jacks.) (And map the suits, of course.) (Thalan: The Chariot face up and The Magician face down.) (*grabs the nearest deck of cards "Archfiend of Gilfer and Revers Trap" That's a sixteen ;P) (... In other words, I am the win.) (The Chariot is The Win, yes. ;P) (Are we playing the game or what? ^^;) (I don't know, are we?) (I dunno. We can end here.) (As soon as somebody decides how we make up hands) (Might be a good spot to break. We can do the card game next mini or something. After we figure out how!) (I vote for somebody getting a real deck of cards and being the dealer IC) (Ha! Okay.) (Sure. ^^;) [OMG BRACKETS! I mean, break!]