video; high octane poor life decisions

[murderpotato]

[One day, Gren is going to learn a very valuable lesson: do not mix alcohol and drugs. That day is not today.]

[The video, when it turns on, swings wildly. Hopefully nobody gets seasick too easily, because damn, it's motion sickness central right here. The backdrop is... probably Delight's bar, if anyone can make sense of the video long enough.]

You know what? You know fuckin' what?

[Gren is drunk. Not only is Gren drunk, but he's also had like a handful of those other things that Delight hands out that get people high as shit, so he's both drunk and high. It's a terrible combination of belligerent and feeling untouchable that can really only lead to Bad Things.]

I'm fuck-all tired of bein' a fuckin' buffet for a bunch of shit-for-dick "gods"-- [The feed swings again, like he tried to do airquotes with only one hand. The hand that is also holding the camera.] --who can't get their fuckin' shit together long enough to not make everything a fuckin' clusterfuck. And then they treat us like we're fuckin' children or some shit, like we don't got the fuckin' right to decide what fuckin' happens to us. We're the fuckin' burdens, but they're the one bringin' in fuckin' monsters and dragons and shit to drop on our fuckin' heads. Fuckin' thanks for that, assholes.

[The feed swings around and then back; he's grabbed another bottle of something alcoholic and knocks an unhealthy portion of it back. Seriously, he's a champ, if your definition of 'champ' is 'fucking alcoholic'.]

Like that fuckin' piece of fuck Sorrow. Fuck that guy, oughtta smack the fuckin' bitch outta that motherfucker.

[He pauses. Something terrible is about to happen.]

I fuckin' oughtta smack the fuckin' bitch outta that guy.

[His voice shifts from rant mode to something firmer and slightly less profanity-ridden.]

Hey, all you fucks. [Slightly less.] I'm comin' for all you fuckin' godly piece of shits. C'mon and fuckin' have a go if you think you're fuckin' hard enough.

[He turns. Delight is behind the bar.] 'Cept for you. You're fuckin' okay.

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[hasitsthorns]

Every little bit counts in this place is my point. Even idiots know it's important to get along and work together to survive. But I guess you're even worse than an idiot, you're just mean.

[ Especially if he thinks destroying nature is fun. How can anyone want to hurt what's never done anything but provide?

Besides, she's already starving so it wouldn't matter anyway if that's what he was out to do. ]

Please. You think I'm scared of some magic and an axe? I don't even need two hands to take you on. Bring it, dude.

[purpleknee]

What can I say? They did call me the wicked warlock.

[He's also...switching to voice so he can fly on out over the orchard and squint down at the ground to see if she's actually there and doing something. If she is and close enough to hear that sort of thing, Warrick's notably missing a heartbeat.]

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[hasitsthorns]

Honestly? I can't say I blame 'em.

[ True to what she said, Rose had headed out to the orchard almost immediately. She's not doing much of anything but pacing through the trees, casually making sure everything is alright with a hum on her lips. Seems undisturbed so far but she won't put it passed this dude to still try something.

Heightened senses come in handy at the moment that she senses the presence of another. Her little diddy stops as does she quit her walk. The blond listens for the typical sounds of breathing, heart pumping-

Wait. There's not... a heartbeat? Her brows furrow as she looks towards his direction. That's new. Though she did know a guy who could grow extra organs so someone missing vital ones is somehow less surprising than it should be. Is he some kind of real life Tin Man? ]

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[purpleknee]

[Hmn. Well, if there was any doubt over her being able to tell he was there when she stopped, that's certainly gone when she looks his way. That's annoying. Not very human, either.]

I can't believe you're seriously patrolling this place. [He'd quote the Lorax, but he's never heard of it. Just know that Rose was barely spared Seuss sass.] What if I had a match instead of an axe? What were you supposed to do then?

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[hasitsthorns]

[ She does a good job of looking the part of a human, but he's right. She's nowhere near actually being one. ]

Hey, I'm a woman of my word. I'll be patrolling it from now on, too! [ Thank goodness for small favors. Rose isn't sure she could handle Seuss sass on top of everything else. ] I would have figured it out. You're not giving me enough credit, dude.

[ Actually, she has no idea what she would have done... but it wouldn't be the first time she's had to think fast. ]

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[purpleknee]

[He crosses his arms, miming tapping his foot against the air like he's thoroughly Done with this situation. Which he kind of is.]

To be fair, you haven't given me much of a reason to give you any credit at all.

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[hasitsthorns]

[ If he wants to leave, he'll have no complaints from her! She's happy to spend her free time hanging out here, actually. ]

I could say the same for you, Mister Bent on Destruction. So far you haven't impressed me much.