002 || Voice/Action
[Taurus
- Your next Career: Drunk
- You will inherit debt this month.
- It's OK, it happens to everyone. Just not as often.
- Your usually dominant manner is replaced by a coy submissiveness today. Go with it.
Funny, he's feeling a bit lightheaded today. And why is the world blurring together? And why isn't this goddamn blanket leaving him alone!?!?! Vegeta's voice, when it finally comes, is a bit hoarse. It's also a tad muffled, like he has his face buried in something.]
What th' HELLLL is thhhstupi--hic! Why can't... Oohh... Wh-where is THA--hic! Hic!
[The sounds of struggling...]
RAAAAGGHHHH!
[Ok, problem solved. Kind of. Hi roommates, I hope you guys don't mind that there's a new sunroof in Vegeta's room. He's gonna come stumbling out in a bit, bleary eyed and hair askew, looking for food/coffee/morefood and probably walking into things. After that, he's going to try to lie down on the couch, only he's going to miss and end up denting the floor with his hard head. Have fun!]
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[Action; Later in the evening:
A drunken flying Saiyan is not the most graceful of creatures. Vegeta does a few spirals in the air before starting a rough descent, coming down to crash land on the edge of Bellemere and Nami's Mikan grove. Disoriented and headache-y, he blunders through one of the trees and finds himself confronted by a large somethingy-wall of... something. It's really dark, ok.
He puts two hands against it, squinting and trying to fight through the fog in his brain. No use. Some small logical-but-still-wasted part of him recalls that force seemed to work well enough this morning, why not now?
And that's the story of how Vegeta ended up drunkenly passed out in the hole he punched through the Kokoyashi girls' shed.]
- Your next Career: Drunk
- You will inherit debt this month.
- It's OK, it happens to everyone. Just not as often.
- Your usually dominant manner is replaced by a coy submissiveness today. Go with it.
Funny, he's feeling a bit lightheaded today. And why is the world blurring together? And why isn't this goddamn blanket leaving him alone!?!?! Vegeta's voice, when it finally comes, is a bit hoarse. It's also a tad muffled, like he has his face buried in something.]
What th' HELLLL is thhhstupi--hic! Why can't... Oohh... Wh-where is THA--hic! Hic!
[The sounds of struggling...]
RAAAAGGHHHH!
[Ok, problem solved. Kind of. Hi roommates, I hope you guys don't mind that there's a new sunroof in Vegeta's room. He's gonna come stumbling out in a bit, bleary eyed and hair askew, looking for food/coffee/morefood and probably walking into things. After that, he's going to try to lie down on the couch, only he's going to miss and end up denting the floor with his hard head. Have fun!]
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[Action; Later in the evening:
A drunken flying Saiyan is not the most graceful of creatures. Vegeta does a few spirals in the air before starting a rough descent, coming down to crash land on the edge of Bellemere and Nami's Mikan grove. Disoriented and headache-y, he blunders through one of the trees and finds himself confronted by a large somethingy-wall of... something. It's really dark, ok.
He puts two hands against it, squinting and trying to fight through the fog in his brain. No use. Some small logical-but-still-wasted part of him recalls that force seemed to work well enough this morning, why not now?
And that's the story of how Vegeta ended up drunkenly passed out in the hole he punched through the Kokoyashi girls' shed.]