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  • AzraelFirestorm
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    Crack open a cold one and sing along! Beeeeeer is liquid bread, it's good for youuuu.... *drunkity grin*

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  • wonderandawe
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    If you do start that game. Give your players some fucking NPCs to talk to. No one likes antisocial NPCs. Seriously.

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  • wonderandawe
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    Am I drunk enough for the drunk thread? I hope so.

    Maybe I should post something philosophical?

    Live in Hope. Ask that person you like out. Try out for that job. Start that game you always wanted to start. Etc etc.

    You might fail if you try. You WILL fail if you don't try. Might as well try then. You have better odds of success.
    Last edited by wonderandawe; 03-05-2015, 02:08 PM.

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  • Cecoyotl
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    I just finished my grandpa's funeral and boy do I need a bottle of tequila or a cold ass beer. Sadly its Tuesday and I need to go to school tomorrow Friday I'm coming for you.

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  • AzraelFirestorm
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    To the drunks, stoners, space cases and antisocial mutants! Cheers, motherfuckers. At least we know when we're fucked up. The rest of the species uses a far less reliable set of systems to gauge shit like that.

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  • AzraelFirestorm
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    If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands. Seriously, make some noise so I can identify you and collect you as a specimen. If you're sober and happy, I'll have to vivisect you. It would be for the good of mankind. I need to know how you work.

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  • AzraelFirestorm
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    Originally posted by The Revenge of TV Head View Post
    I dedicate this post to my dear friend Lazaro, the fly that drowned in my tequila, was fished out revived himself and continued gaily buzzing about the rest of his 24 hour lifespan. Godspeed Lazaro, if it had been whiskey I'd have named you Finnegan.

    That's beautiful, man.

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  • The Revenge of TV Head
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    I dedicate this post to my dear friend Lazaro, the fly that drowned in my tequila, was fished out revived himself and continued gaily buzzing about the rest of his 24 hour lifespan. Godspeed Lazaro, if it had been whiskey I'd have named you Finnegan.

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  • AzraelFirestorm
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    I ain't got no legs!

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  • AzraelFirestorm
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    I'm too drunk. My necromancer got snowed in and I lost my VtM session because of my own over-plotting. I caught my usually fluid ST style in a web I made myself. I wrote too much fluff that I was unable to let go of, and it cost 4 players a game night. I'm making up for this. I have one job, and that's telling stories.

    Saturday at the Witching Hour, that game is fucking ON. Bones, the manatee, the strange regulars at the Gallery Elysium, and so much more.

    I live for this shit.

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  • AzraelFirestorm
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    Just spent the last 15 minutes gangsta/horrorcore rapping to myself in the bathroom while taking the longest piss in the history of the southwest United States. Maybe those theatre and chorus classes are actually helping my creativity. Or I'm drunk and completely overestimating my own skill and/or talent level.

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  • AzraelFirestorm
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    I seriously dream of the opportunity to become something more than human. Something that matters and that gives me the means to make something right for every wrong that's recorded in my heart and mind. There's so many. I would become anything to make right the bends in the spectrum that blind us to the obvious choice of banding together, as if we all suddenly became the social descendants of the Bedouin peoples. Back to back. I and my brother against my cousins. My family and I against my tribe. My tribe and I against the world.

    Only 7 beers in and I'm getting philosophical. If you subscribe to Freudian psychology, you must think I'm an egotist. Maybe I am. Maybe this is my stupid soapbox stage. Maybe I don't know how to open up to my very thoughtful and understanding friends on a personal level so I just type it out in desperation. I'm numb, but my tears are flowing like rivers. I must look like a stigmatic during a period of spiritual ecstasy, smiling and tears streaming down my face as my eyes look at things you cannot perceive.

    People overestimate my worth. I feel bad for them. Don't they know I'm only the dream of a baby who was born blue? I just don't know....

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  • Metamurpho
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    Delicious quinine.

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  • AzraelFirestorm
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    I don't know why I don't drink every day. I'm having a wonderful time.

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  • Metamurpho
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    look upon my works, ye mighty, and tweet

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