Hungover. What the fuck.

[expectremorse]

[Hoffman twitches. He looks groggily at the camera.]

...What the fuck is going on?

[ooc: give me your puppets you guys. Give me your puppets.]

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[ani_aliens]

Well, hello, Mark. I must say, it's a pleasure to finally meet you.

[expectremorse]

[beat] ...sure.

Can't say the same unless I know who I'm talking to.

[ani_aliens]

Oh, how rude of me. I haven't even introduced myself!

Call me the Drode. It's a word from my species. It means 'wild card'.

[expectremorse]

...The Drode.

[okay]

...Welcome to the barge I suppose.

[ani_aliens]

[He laughs.]

Oh, I'm not here for the Barge. I'm here for you.

You see, I know allllll about you, Mark. As does my master. He has watched you here. With interest and growing admiration. He wonders why you are content to follow when so clearly you should lead.