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Jan 11, 2010 14:52

[ Doctor McCoy was trapped in the Good Spirits Bar when the blizzard suddenly hit the village.

Doctor McCoy has become very, very drunk since then and has found himself in something of an alcohol-induced stupor and lifts his glass while speaking into his journal: ]

♫ Georgia,
Georgia,
No peace, no peace I find
Just this old, sweet song
Keeps Georgia on ( Read more... )

it's goroh’s fault too, rather sozzled, he loves bourbon, comfortably buzzed, bones is homesick :(, somewhat ratted, !voice, he loves georgia, surviving on peanuts, enabled by everyone, most fail doctor ever, a doctor not a singer, scotch scotch scotch, written by a teetotaller :|

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[Voice] hippocraticly January 11 2010, 15:59:52 UTC
[ McCoy needs to sober up :I ]

Needs a lot damn more if you ask me, Al.

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[Voice] Sleep well! <3 hippocraticly January 11 2010, 16:12:33 UTC
Faring just fine. We have Romulan Ale and Goroh is here and the man with the white hair... good God, I wouldn't want to estimate his age. How're you holding up, kid?

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[Voice] hippocraticly January 12 2010, 03:20:31 UTC
I hadn't either until yesterday. Good men, even the one with the sword.

Three unexpected guests?

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[Voice] hippocraticly January 12 2010, 15:10:46 UTC
Stupid kids, need to learn to stay out of a blizzard. It looks more treacherous than Delta Vega out there... well, as long as they're somewhere.

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[Voice] hippocraticly January 12 2010, 16:15:58 UTC
Ah, cabin fever...

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[Voice] hippocraticly January 13 2010, 14:45:48 UTC
And I thought five years were bad enough.

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