22nd Hangover - Call to Arms! [Phone]

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[The Captain was back from a strange dream about running around town as a kid. Maybe it was repressed memories coming back up again and mixing with current trauma? This is what he got for not drinking in a couple of weeks...

So The Captain makes a call to the town. Remembering that he had plans.]

[[Phone | Unfiltered]]"Hey! This is The

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[imaginenumbers]

It sounds like you'll need all of the help you can get. Is your house clean?

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"...

I was going to host it in the back yard."

[That's a no.]

[imaginenumbers]

*Giggle giggle oh Captain.*

I'll come over a few hours early and clean so you can be a proper host.

[heartstar_blues]

"Thanks...

I'm not hosting this for friends by the way. I am hosting this for a group of deranged sociopaths."

[He isn't distinguishing heroes of villains from that statement.]

[imaginenumbers]

Are you telling me to be careful?

[heartstar_blues]

"Yeah.

And I know you're not a fan of murdering, but we're probably going to talk about killing people like Grady and the Smiths."

[imaginenumbers]

I understand. It's not my get together so I can't exactly decide what will be discussed. I will simply attend.

[heartstar_blues]

"Really?...

Alright then. Thanks."

[He was expecting to get lectured again.]

[imaginenumbers]

No problem! I'll see you on Saturday.

[heartstar_blues]

"See you there."

[That went better than planned.]