-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] ..... steps his way down the stairs. Slowly. Toe-by-toe. Pokes his head in and looks around. --
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] is sitting on the bar --
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] looks this way. Looks that way. Toes his way across the floor and toward the bar. Sinks stiffly onto a seat. --
CIV: the fuck you lookin all shifty for
CPH: The fuck ye lookin' all shifty fer?
CIV: i ain't lookin shifty
CPH: --- Is it quieter now.
CPH: Ye look kinda shifty. Like, if I tilted me head and looked ye over a few times, I could conclude ye kinda shifty-- 3/5ths shifty.
CIV: 's a fair estimate
CPH: How are ye!
CIV: but i ain't bein shifty right now
CPH: ... Person! Sorry, I don't remember ye name!
CIV: call me weasel
CPH: That's an odd name!
CIV: yeah i keep hearin that
CPH: Is that yer favourite animal? It's gotta be, right?
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CIV: nope
CPH: What is yer favourite animal.
CIV: not a fan
CPH: ... Of animals?
CIV: nope
CIV: we disagree
CPH: Nope, yer not a fan 'o animals-- meanin', what, ye are, in fact, a really big animal fan---?
CIV: i am not a fan of animals
CPH: Okay, that clears that up...
CPH: ... Heck, why not!
CIV: they're food
CPH: They're great! Ye got dogs, fish, cats, dogs.
CIV: or clothing
CIV: just waiting to happen
CPH: Yer food.
CIV: an before that happens, they're just gonna try an bite me
CPH: I mean, we animals, aren't we---? Technically I could skin ye and make somethin' outta it.
CPH: .... Could I?
CIV: mmhmm
CIV: maybe that's why they don't like me
CPH: I don't think it'd be very comfortable...
CIV: no it'd hurt
CIV: a lot
CPH: Ye jus' gotta pat them real nice!
CPH: Oh, no, not the skinnin', I mean-- the clothes that could be made from yer skin.
CIV: c'mere
CPH: (... Why.)
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] makes a come here gesture --
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] nevertheless, does come there - he pulls himself over closer, tilting in. --
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] rolls his sleeve up and shows a series of of scars, clearly a bite mark --
CIV: that's what happens when i pat 'em real nice
CPH: Oh, wouldja lookit that...
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] their* not his --
CPH: Maybe yer jus' not pattin' them correctly.
CPH: Pat my head.
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] punches jerome in the nose --
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] -------- ! REELS BACK. --
CIV: oops
CPH: WHAT WHY.
CIV: seemed like the thing to do
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] rubs his nose, and then his whole face. Whines behind his hands. --
CPH: What ye think I'm gonna do, bite ye too---?!
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CIV: nah
CPH: I will bite ye now!
CIV: i'm pretty damn poisonous
CIV: look bro, i don't like animals
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] lowers his hands. Looks pretty Peeved.jpeg behind them. --
CIV: end of discussion
CPH: Yikes...!
CPH: No wonder they don't like, if ye goin' punchin' them in the face, bloody--- hell.
CPH: If ye don't like animals maybe ye change yer name.
CIV: i didn' pick my name
CPH: Ye mumma do?
CIV: my what
CPH: Ye, like.... ye lusus.
CIV: oh
CIV: nah, i didn' have one'a those
-- CURRENT ravenousApparition [CRA] yawns, and glides out of the tavern, through the door. --
CPH: Ye got the parents?
CRA ceased responding to memo.
CIV: nope
CPH: Ye got anythin'?
CIV: nah, didn't have the cash for parents
CIV: had cousins
CIV: big group home for kids
CPH: Cousins...
CPH: ... I don't know that word.
CIV: age like, ten to newborns
CIV: like
CIV: the people i lived with who were 'round my age
CPH: This is confusin'.
CPH: Like, uh.
CPH: ... Yer siblings? I know that's a thing.
CIV: kinda but like
CIV: we don't have the same parents
CIV: cuz we don't have parents
CPH: Aahh.
CPH: Okay, I'm seein' it a bit more.
CPH: Like pretend-siblings.
CIV: sure
CIV: cousins
CPH: Cousins!
CPH: That's cute!
CIV: got raised by my older cousins
CIV: an named by 'em
CPH: Oh.
CPH: They give ye an animal name to be mean?
CIV: no it's kinda normal
CPH: Did ye all have animal names.
CIV: yeah
CPH: Cool.
CPH: Did ye have someone called Dog.
CIV: nah
CPH: There's a human called that, ye know.
CPH: He makes music.
CIV: i'm not surprised
CPH: Snip Dog or summat.
CIV: never heard of him
CPH: His music not very good.
CPH: Maybe ye become a muscian because ye got an animal name!
CIV: nah
CIV: i'm good where i am
CPH: Oh, alright, if ye reckon so...
CIV: i'm kinda tone deaf
CPH: Nooo!
CPH: Nobody's tone deaf I swear.
CIV: uh
CIV: yeah
CIV: yeah they are
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CPH: ... Sure they not! It's jus', like.
CPH: A learnt skill.
CPH: Ye know?
CIV: maybe
CIV: but like
CIV: i don't give a fuck
CPH: That might contribute a bit.
CPH: I love music...
CIV: geno's got a cool music scene
CPH: What's that?
CIV: my home city
CIV: geno
CIV: 's a shithole
CPH: What kinda music it got!
CIV: everything
CPH: Gonna have to be more specific.
CIV: the electronic's fuckin ridiculous, though, and the hip hop
CPH: Electronic is gross.
CPH: Don't wanna shit on nobody, but.
CPH: It is...
CPH: Hip hop can be kinda cool.
CIV: whats your genre of choice
CPH: I like...!
CPH: Opera, musical theatre, pianoy stuff...
CIV: hAH
CIV: oh that explains it
CPH: What.
CIV: you're a stuffy-ass nob!
CIV: shoulda known
CPH: What!
CIV: hella yeah
CPH: Okay, yeah, but, nobody uses real instruments anymore, or--
CPH: Learns how to properly sing.
CIV: you think our shit is easy to make music with?
CIV: dude, i don't have the space to lug around a piano
CIV: i got a laptop, an that's it
CPH: Ah, but ye do have one instrument that's always wit' ye!
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] taps his throat. --
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] rolls eyes --
CPH: Part 'o ye...
CIV: yeah sure
CIV: listen, you take your bougie nob music
CPH: Yer body can make beautiful music.
CIV: so can my laptop
CPH: Yer laptop's a cop-out!
CIV: your face is a cop out
CPH: .... Excuse me!
CPH: Yer arse is a cop-out.
CIV: yer excused
CIV: you can go
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] gestures to the door --
CPH: Oh, uh, thank ye---
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] turns to the door--- pauses, quickly turns back. --
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] snickers --
CIV: wow
CIV: that was fuckin gerat
CPH: Don't go confusin' me like that.
CIV: okay okay okay
CPH: Regardless--
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] points with a finger. --
CPH: I try to not judge any genre 'o music, but-- that *dosh dosh dosh* bullshit sounds like crap.
CIV: i try not to judge any genre but that musical theater bullshit sounds like you took a wet noodle and stuck a stick up its ass
CIV: wait no that's not true i definitely try to judge everything
CIV: nob shit deserves jjudging
CPH: Ex----, excuse me.
CIV: yer excused
CIV: you can go
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] gestures to the stairs --
CIV: you don't have to ask permission to go to the bathroom, you know
CPH: First 'o all musical theatre is a very diverse genre, there's all sortsa styles, ye can't jus' lump it all into---
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] STEELS HIMSELF INTO PLACE. --
CPH: ---- Do ye want a smack!
CIV: nah man, i'm sober six months
CIV: sides, i never did smack
CIV: X, all the way
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] blinks. He now looks confused, his brow furrowing. --
CPH: Sorry?
CPH: I'm not sure I'm gettin' ye.
CIV: oh, it's fine, no need to apologize
CIV: i forgive you
CPH: No, no I-- I mean, sorry as in--- sorry?
CIV: shhhh
CIV: it's okay
CIV: we cool
CPH: That's not what I---
CPH: Are ye, like.
CPH: Purposely fuckin' wit' me or is this a sincere misunderstandin'.
CIV: oh, i'm sure this is a sincere misunderstandin'
CIV: (on your part)
CPH: Ah, right.
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] levels a.... an unsure look with IV - lips pressed, brow tilted. --
CIV: you were talking about your boyfriend?
CPH: I was?
CIV: wet noodle with a stick up his ass?
CIV: yeah, definitely
CPH: Wh----
CPH: How dare ye!
CIV: well am i /wrong/
CIV: who's your boyfriend again?
CPH: His arse has much more than a stick.
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] snort --
CPH: Krakan!
CPH: Do ye two know each other?
CIV: nope
CIV: he sounds like a bitch
CPH: Oh, good.
CPH: I'm not listenin' to that. That's purposeful provoc.... ation.
CIV: aw
CIV: you're cute
CPH: Do ye have a boyfriend?
CPH: Or a girlfriend.
CPH: Or a.
CPH: Whatever.
CIV: i got herpes. does that count.
CIV: constant attention
CIV: 's great
CPH: Aren't those from Greek mythology.
CIV: what's a greek
CPH: It's a human thing.
CPH: Me ex was obsessed wit' it.
CIV: an earth human thing?
CPH: Yeah, yeah--- Earth human, sorry.
CIV: earthlings are fuckin stupid
CPH: Ye reckon so?
CIV: fuuuuck yes
CPH: I always liked them!
CIV: well they're kinda cute
CIV: but really fuckin dumb
CPH: Dumb!
CPH: ... I guess it depends on the human. How they dumb?
CIV: like they actively try to do stupid things
CIV: for the worst reasons ever
CIV: have you ever met andrea
CPH: Possibly. What they look like?
CIV: devil chick
CPH: Li'l more specific.
CIV: breathes fire. horns. tail.
CIV: tall
CPH: Oohhh!
CPH: Yeah, yeah, I think I seen her!
CPH: She was tryin' to kill a robot.
CIV: yeah she's a fucking idiot
CPH: She seems a bit like an idiot.
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-- CURRENT cankerousGeneologist [CCG] diD SOMEBODY SAY --
CIV: like /really/ stupid
-- CURRENT cankerousGeneologist [CCG] IDIOT --
CPH: On a scale 'o one to ten...
CPH: How stupid?
CIV: where zero is smart and ten is literally a wooden post
-- CURRENT cankerousGeneologist [CCG] jerome i broke up --
CIV: i literally do not know the number high enough to properly express her stupidity
-- CURRENT cankerousGeneologist [CCG] speaking of which, down goes Karkat. who may not be here for long considering im gonna play games all day probably --
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] brings a hand up to his mouth to cover a smile --- but, he doesn't muffle a snicker, and a big smile does come obviously over his face. --
CPH: --- Heh-heh.
CPH: I could see that. She look.... dodgy.
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] sticks a hand up. Kinda semi-waves at CG. --
CIV: admittedly i can't really count that high because you guys have base ten number system
CIV: and like
CIV: that's fuckin hard to convert to
CPH: That's alright.
CPH: I think ye gave a very clear mental picture.
CIV: good
CCG: HI. JEROME.
-- CURRENT cankerousGeneologist [CCG] metaphorically clings to jerome. --
CPH: There's a few people like that about that I feel like that about. Hones'ly.
CPH: --- And hey!
-- CURRENT cankerousGeneologist [CCG] i broke up with the moirail :^( --
CIV: yeah
CPH: Haven't seen yer mug fer a while.
CIV: they're fuckin idiots
CCG: YES.
CCG: I'VE BEEN IN MY ROOM WATCHING SHITTY TROLL ADAM SANDLER MOVIES.
CCG: FOR SOME REASON.
CPH: Some people so silly I wanna whack them repeatedly.
CPH: --- Why.
CPH: Are ye sick.
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] hands jerome an empty mug --
CIV: here
CIV: whack him
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] looks at that mug. He takes but and continues looking at it. --
CPH: The mug?
CIV: whack him with it
CPH: Wit' a mug? Heck, I don't wanna whack him wit' a mug, that could hurt!
CIV: you pussy
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] siiiiighs --
CCG: I RECENTLY FOUND OUT MY MOIRAIL LEFT ME WITHOUT A NOTE, THEN CHEATED ON ME WITHOUT TELLING ME, WITHOUT TELLING HER, WITHOUT TELLING ANYBODY, AND I AM CURRENTLY IN A STATE OF REALIZING THAT MY LIFE IS FUCKING SHIT, CONTINUES TO BE SHIT, AND PROBABLY WILL BE THE WORST CRAP TO HAVE BEEN PRODUCED BY THE GREAT UNIVERSE WHICH WE INHABIT.
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] slips off the bar --
?AA: [[ cankerousGeneologist, it looks like one of your last messages might have been truncated at "...INHABIT.". ]]
CIV: you know what troll guy
CIV: that sucks
CIV: you know what i recommend to get over that salt
CIV: masturbation
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] leaves --
CCG: I.
CCG: WHAT.
CPH: ---- B-, bye!
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] waves at where IV left. Looks in that direction for a while. And then pivots and looks at CG. --
CPH: Okay, sorry, say again-- but, like, from the start.
CCG: MY LIFE IS CRAP.
CCG: I BROKE UP WITH RAMINA.
CPH: Noo!
CPH: Oh, good.
CPH: I mean. That's awful.
CCG: BECAUSE SHE WAS CHEATING ON ME WITH ANNA.
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] brings his hand up. He puts his fingers over his lips and frowns. --
CCG: I THREW COFFEE AT HER
CPH: I thought that ye two must've broken up already.
CPH: She and Anna was moirails from, like, the second I walked in.
CCG: YOU KNEW.
CPH: I figure ye two jus' went ye seperate ways.
CPH: Ye thought ye were still together?
-- CURRENT cankerousGeneologist [CCG] throws his hand and robo hand up in frustration --
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] i picture him like --
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] removing his robo hand from his wrist and then throwing it up --
-- CURRENT ignobleVermin [CIV] into the air --
CCG: NO? SHE JUST LEFT WITHOUT A NOTE AND I JUST THOUGHT SHE WAS ON A LEAVE OR SOME SHIT.
CPH: Serious? Ye bein' serious?
CCG: YES?
CPH: I haven't talked to Ramina in an age. She kinda jus'....
CPH: Goes away.
CCG: I NOTICED.
CPH: I'm sorry, darlin'!
CCG: IF I EVER SEE HER AGAIN, I WILL PROBABLY DO MORE THAN THROW A CUP OF COFFEE AT HER.
-- CURRENT cankerousGeneologist [CCG] grumble grumble --
CPH: But that's okay, I think. I think it's prolly better. Ye don't wanna be moirails wit' somebody who's jus' gonna... go away--- ye know?
CPH: Between ye and me.
CPH: Don't know if anybody gonna see her again. She nowhere!
CCG: GOOD.
CPH: I was never that close wit' her, so I'm not really, like--- upset. But, ye...
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] reaches out. Tries to grasp onto CG's shoulder. --
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] .... pats. --
CPH: It's gon' be okay.
CCG: I WILL TRY.
CPH: We find ye a better moirail. We get one that's cleaner.
CPH: Taller.
CCG: YEAH.
CPH: We put ye on a moirail datin' websites.
CPH: I write ye a nice bio.
CCG: NO.
CPH: "He's tall, he has a robot arm, he has a nice face."
CCG: NO JEROME.
CPH: "Good cheeks fer paps."
CCG: I'M NOT LOOKING FOR A MOIRAIL RIGHT NOW.
CCG: ESPECIALLY NOT AFTER THAT.
-- CURRENT piraticalHeavyweight [CPH] rubs his own cheek with a palm. He nods after a moment. --
CPH: Alright, yeah. That's understandable.