Twelfth Thread - [Voice Post]
[voice is rushed, slurred and altogether DRUNK - in the background Dionysus can be heard in a similar state, chiming in or distracting throughout]
I had - had to post. Ah, guys. Like, Dion was right all this time about this - IT IS REALLY GOOD TO LET GO OF THINGS.
[muffled, Dionysus can be heard saying something along the lines that of course he was about these things]
And alright, you know? I take it back. Dite, you're right. Just shut up! Okay, it's fine now. Really. I'm still not a bitch. That's you - but you were right, definitely right about what you said before. About the husband thing. I take it back!
[laughter, perhaps distracted by the person on the other end]
Because Vegas is amazing. Better then New York, Cronus should have dropped us here, you know? It's ridiculous, things are easier and you can do things like gamble and there's strobe lights - and everyone's in a good mood, but maybe that's Dion, you know?
[Dionysus' voice comes through, "Aren't you going to tell them? Tell them the good news!"]
Right. Right - the other good thing, did you hear this? You don't need a license to get married here. It's really quickly done and fantastic. The man who did it was nice even though really, he sang poorly for an Elvis impersonator-
[aside, to the person on the other end]
No, Dion. He wasn't actually Elvis. He's dead. Really dead. Plus he weighed less. No-ah - Dion! No! Oh! What are you doing- HOLD ON! I'm almost done! I'm almost done!
[to the phone]
Yeaaaaaaah, I think I'm done. Gotta grab a hotel, probably stay overnight? [the giggles are terrifying and overcoming] Something like that, but HERMES I WON'T BE THERE TOMORROW. I'll go to class, Maybe. Staying here doesn't sound too bad, really.
What? Dion, yes I'm done - ahhhhhhh
[it escalades into laughter and the phone is abandoned as she's scooped up and the two head off for...well you can picture the rare moment of abandon, can't you?]
I had - had to post. Ah, guys. Like, Dion was right all this time about this - IT IS REALLY GOOD TO LET GO OF THINGS.
[muffled, Dionysus can be heard saying something along the lines that of course he was about these things]
And alright, you know? I take it back. Dite, you're right. Just shut up! Okay, it's fine now. Really. I'm still not a bitch. That's you - but you were right, definitely right about what you said before. About the husband thing. I take it back!
[laughter, perhaps distracted by the person on the other end]
Because Vegas is amazing. Better then New York, Cronus should have dropped us here, you know? It's ridiculous, things are easier and you can do things like gamble and there's strobe lights - and everyone's in a good mood, but maybe that's Dion, you know?
[Dionysus' voice comes through, "Aren't you going to tell them? Tell them the good news!"]
Right. Right - the other good thing, did you hear this? You don't need a license to get married here. It's really quickly done and fantastic. The man who did it was nice even though really, he sang poorly for an Elvis impersonator-
[aside, to the person on the other end]
No, Dion. He wasn't actually Elvis. He's dead. Really dead. Plus he weighed less. No-ah - Dion! No! Oh! What are you doing- HOLD ON! I'm almost done! I'm almost done!
[to the phone]
Yeaaaaaaah, I think I'm done. Gotta grab a hotel, probably stay overnight? [the giggles are terrifying and overcoming] Something like that, but HERMES I WON'T BE THERE TOMORROW. I'll go to class, Maybe. Staying here doesn't sound too bad, really.
What? Dion, yes I'm done - ahhhhhhh
[it escalades into laughter and the phone is abandoned as she's scooped up and the two head off for...well you can picture the rare moment of abandon, can't you?]