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[ufo_fanboy]

[Mulder seldom drinks. Unless there's a weird cosmic alignment or the aftermath of a disaster of some kind. Right now... would be one of those rare exceptions, while he's hanging around his place sulking. He's got his vodka. He's got his frozen orange juice concentrate. He is all set[A lot has happened all in a row- the draft, the experiment, the

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[lists_to_port]

That wee smallish lad is gone home?

....Interesting. And your game, mate, will just send us all into a rollicking drunken oblivion, methinks.

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[ufo_fanboy]

I'm sorry to report that's the case. All his things were gone, almost as if he'd never been here...

...A little temporary oblivion isn't such a bad thing is it? Especially when you wake up not yourself so frequently.

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Oh, I'm not complaining! More than willing to face those consequences, me. I've done the route of trying to make the oblivion permanent here, but that doesn't work so well.

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I doubt there's enough vodka in the world to make that state permanent...

It's times like these I almost wish the droids would come for me, just so I can have the satisfaction of shooting them a few times. [Clears his throat and raises his voice.] COME AND HAVE AT, BOYS! I'm right here, what are you waiting for!?

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...................Well? Are they coming?

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[ufo_fanboy]

[Waiting, waiting, waiting... checking his watch, getting up to glance out the window, waiting... He finally comes back after a couple minutes.]

Looks like no. I guess their kidnapping schedule is booked solid today.

ROTFL THAT ICON IS TERRIFYINGLY INTENSE

[lists_to_port]

Ah. You know, it might be better that way. Shooting does not one whit of good, my fine fellow; and then they take you. And they tie you down. And they never ask any questions.

LOL IT IS ISN'T IT? XD MULDER IS WATCHING YOU SLEEP BEWARE!

[ufo_fanboy]

Even just seeing one of them go down into a pile of scrap would have made me feel better, though.

[Siiiiiigh. Except somewhere deep down in his mind there's a voice that sounds remarkably like Scully telling him how stupid that rash idea was as a revenge plan.]

Meanwhile we're still stuck, with no control over our lives.

AAHHHHH!!!!

[lists_to_port]

Oh, there's little things we can control around here, sir. Mark my words on that.

...Long as they don't thought-balloon you; then all is lost.

RUUUUUUUUN

[ufo_fanboy]

We can control what? What to have for lunch?

...Wait a minute, thought balloons, like a comic book? That really happened? [This whole place is really doing him no favors for his paranoia.]

[lists_to_port]

I'm........not sure what this "comic book" is that you speak of, mate, but the gist of it was that anyone could see what you were thinkin'.

And THAT, my dear fellow, is positively terrifying.

[ufo_fanboy]

Terrifying and more than a little bit dangerous for those who never say exactly what they think. [Which he's willing to assume is pretty much everyone.] I wonder if the Malnosso have a computer that calculates what's going to be the most disturbing experiment to run at any given time...

[lists_to_port]

You mean nearly everyone with that first statement, do you not? Except for perhaps McCoy---he nearly always just out and says things. Not sure about these "computer" things, but their system doesn't seem very systematic at all to my eyes.

[ufo_fanboy]

I've often thought that I wouldn't mind knowing what other people are thinking... but I'm not so sure I'm ready to start showing off my thoughts for the world to see. Maybe it won't happen again if it's already happened... [He only wishes, he knows he's heard of some repeats happening.]

So you're from one of the less-technological worlds? [All the differences still interest him, the Malnosso are in no way consistent about... well, anything.]

[lists_to_port]

Oi! My world's plenty technological, I'll have you know! Just not as......not so many blinky lights.

[ufo_fanboy]

Do you have spaceships?

[Ok so that's not the only indicator we're dealing with a high tech world, but it's the one that Mulder somehow feels is essential.]