[Event Post]

[ogrewarrior]

A man sits on a park bench, holding his head. He looks like he might be walking off a three month bender of pitchers of gin, shame, and regret. There might have been some whiskey in there too. He rubs at his face as he stares up at the sun, winces, and looks back down. 

"...what... What the hell did I do?"

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[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Get wasted? Or is that too simple to state?

*oh hey, it's your friendly drunken hallucination. Remember him?*

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

Oh god this guy. He looks you up and down, then reaches up to tap you on the shoulder.*

"That's... Probably too simple. Last thing I remember, I was challenged to a drinking contest by this big... Demon? Some kinda monster."

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

*he's... solid? You guess. He's there but you'd swear he's not entirely there. He moves his shoulder back though*

Oh, yes, that always is a great idea to accept. I mean, what isn't more fun than trying to do a drinking contest with something that is as likely to crush and kill others when properly intoxicated?

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that's what I always say when people challenge me to drinking contests, but they never seem to listen to that. So then, I think I burned down my house, end up somewhere in the Dark World, and they just keep feeding me booze and feeding me booze and..."

*there's a pause as he stares up at you*

"...You're real, right? Not a hallucination? I mean, you're prolly not HUMAN, but you're real?"

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes, Dark World. I've always heard about the place-- apparently they're really friendly there.

And yes. I'm real. I don't think you can tap hallucinations, right?

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"You'd be surprised at what I can do. But, yeah, looks like I was there for what I thought was three days and here I am months from what I remember. ...Do you even have a name hallucination?"

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

"Shian".

Are you sure it was three days? I mean, it might have just been constantly dark to you, so maybe you lost a bit of track here or there among your drunken shambling.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"...Maybe. It FEELS like three days, but time ain't ever really been a friend to me. And I'm Kaz, Shian. Nice to meet you formally."

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Well, that's a first. People don't usually find such a pleasure in actually formally meeting me.

And if there's one thing I remember about being drunk it's that time doesn't want to listen to you. Maybe I'm not a hallucination and I'm just a alcoholic spirit, here to tell you that you might've screwed up.

And also being jealous that you got to drink. But just a guess!

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"Jeez, I just... That's too much for me to wrap my head around tonight." *He sighs*

"So, Shian. I'm gonna guess that your... whateverthehell status, keeps you from getting drunk?"

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, completely.

I mean, I could fix it, but it comes with the perk of not having to worry about a few silly things.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"...Why ain't you fixed it yet? That's probably one of the best parts of being alive!"

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Because one of the things I don't have to worry about is mortality.

And that's a nice perk to have when you're, you know.

Driving around at high speeds while playing a card game for a world-class tournament. *he cricks his neck back slightly, but there's no crick sound*

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"...Wait, there's a tournament going on? That's... Interesting. World class, you say?"

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Yeah. The World Racing Grand Prix.

*he jabs a finger over to a nearby parked D-Wheel*

That's mine. My team's in the finals.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"...Really? Shit, I missed EVERYTHING."

*He sighs.*

"Don't suppose there's still some room for a team?"

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Well, a bunch of people did get knocked out due to the whole mass robot attack.

But since things are still going on schedule, it's obviously not enough that there needs to be more teams.

That and it's the finals, you can't just cruise in.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"I'm pretty sure I can. If I try hard enough."

*He reaches into his jacket and produces a cigarette*

"You smoke, Shian?"

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

I don't usually tend to, but it's not like it'd hurt if I go ahead and have one at the moment.

*takes it*

Drinking's my favorite vice anyway. Next to money.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"You're a pretty excellent bastard, aren't you? Where do you usually hang out at?"

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Nowhere. I appear where I feel like is the most opportune of moments.

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"That's a pretty useful talent Mr. Alcohol Spirit. So, uh, you've got a pretty bitching deck then, don't you? If you're in the finals, right?"

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Of course I do. I don't lose, so obviously, it's a pretty damn good deck, now wouldn't you say?

*he shuffles through his pocket, before producing a metal lighter. Lights that cigarette*

[ogrewarrior.livejournal.com]

"Well, shit, I need to see if I'm still up to snuff. And what other way to try and test than take on some sorta champion?"

[memoryistime.livejournal.com]

Oh, so you want a duel?

Do you even have something to drive in, or do you just want to stand around and do it, ehh?