012 ♐ Video ♐ I sit and spew my guts out to the open air 'cause no one wants to hear a drunken fool

[codename_duchess]

[For a split second there is darkness, and a muffled "Shit, hold on - hold on, I got it" in Archer’s voice. When he gets his hand off the camera and holds the communicator up properly he’s in his natural state (drunk), behaving normally (drinking), leaning up against a chair propping up Gary’s feet.] Hey Barge, help us out with something.

[Gary is draped over both of the chairs in Archer’s room and endeavoring to take up as much space as is humanly possible. He flips the camera a lazy salute. He is also drunk. His sunglasses are on his head. It’s a party.] We wanted to know, what are some things you’ve done? Or haven’t done? What- what are the things -

[He trails off into giggling. Archer guffaws, raising a tall glass filled with a thick pale green substance in a toast.] Mmmm. So. - Yeah, anyway, we’re playing a game. And we’re going for the record, right, buddy?

I’ve no fucking idea, [Gary replies, grinning like an idiot and finishing off his own glass.]

Jesus Christ, really? We’ve been playing this for - holy shit, four hours and eight minutes. Do you seriously think anyone’s ever played Never Have I Ever for this long before? [Archer pauses thoughtfully.] Have any of you ever played Never Have I Ever for four hours and eight minutes? [He anticipates a no, raising his Green Russian expectantly.] We’re kinda running out of questions.

[Gary reaches down to swat at Archer’s shoulder to get his attention.] Oh, waitwaitwait. Never have I ever kept a Never Have I Ever game going this long!

Except you totally have now! [Archer greets this with a cheer, punching the air as he drains down the rest of the drink in one go.]

[OOC: Truth flood joint post with this_corrosion! Both Gary and Archer are affected. Replies may come from either or both of them.]

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[this_corrosion]

These. [Gary says, gesturing to his first Green Russian of the night,] These are dangerous. Who the fuck came up with this?

[codename_duchess]

That'd be Pam. She grew up on a dairy farm and always uses heavy cream, so I do a modified version.

[this_corrosion]

Hm, God bless Pam. I've only had absinthe the once, woke up in the boot of someone's car. Wasn't locked or anything, still don't know what happened there.

[codename_duchess]

Really? Mother has us mule back a shit-ton of it every time we go to Europe. Pam makes these every Friday for lunch.

You were probably sixth wheel. Or seventh. Ninth. Whatever.

[this_corrosion]

It's got to be an acquired taste. Something. Have you ever been a wheel?

[That wasn't what he meant to ask, but he can't figure out which word is wrong. He frowns down at his glass in contemplation.]

[codename_duchess]

Or maybe it's illegal there. - Literally or figuratively? I meant you were probably catching a ride when the car was full. Then got in the trunk, then fell asleep. I assume.

[this_corrosion]

I think it's legal. It honestly wouldn't matter that much if it didn't taste like allsorts, but this is good. Balances it out or something.

[He squints at the reconstruction of the car story.]

Yeah that'd make sense. My question didn't really come out right.

[He waves his free hand. Forget it. Not important.]

[codename_duchess]

That's all the creme de menthe and vodka. Works, doesn't it?

If you were asking if I've ever actually been a wheel I'd have to say no. If you're asking whether I've fallen asleep in a trunk, then definitely yes.

[this_corrosion]

Yeah? What's the weirdest place you've woken up?

[codename_duchess]

Turkmenistan.

[this_corrosion]

What's that like?

[codename_duchess]

Lots of bearded guys in a tent jabbering away in moonspeak. The only word I caught was "gurpgork." Oh. And apparently while I was out we killed a blind camel.

[this_corrosion]

Yeah? What's gurpgork mean?

[codename_duchess]

"Bread." And "Friday." And "snake." And it's the dictator of Turkmenistan's dog's name.

[this_corrosion]

Why the fuck's there one word for all of those?

[codename_duchess]

Because there's a delirious megalomaniac in charge of the country, and I guess he really loves his dog.

[this_corrosion]

What a twat.

[He's awfully cheerful about this.]

Oh my God. We should play drinking games.

[codename_duchess]

Yes. Which one? Do not say beer pong.

[this_corrosion]

Have you ever played Never Have I Ever?

[codename_duchess]

Yes. [And he punctuates this truth with a drink.]

[this_corrosion]

Me too.

[This isn't doing it right exactly but he drinks anyway.]

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