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[healingcock]

[after healing his tiny boyfriend's best friend's broken and disintegrated wings, this angel of healing has found himself suddenly liking the idea of taking a nap. which he has done for the past three days.

the moral of this story? never leave a sleeping whore in the hands of his roommates. it will not end well.]

(OOC: Awake now! ETA: Dying down

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[drinkmehurd]

[there is a hand coming out of a nearby laptop.

It's poking you.]

[drinkmehurd]

...oops?

[littlestsoldier]

*looking for make-up to put on him now* Might as well go out with a bang.

[drinkmehurd]

I approve!

[littlestsoldier]

Thank you, thank you~!

[drinkmehurd]

[AND NOW RAPH IS PROJECTING POWER ALL OVER THE PLACE also on a sugar high]

...well he has his energy back NOW. But I suggest we stop him from bouncing off the walls.

[littlestsoldier]

What are we supposed to do? Force hold him down?!

[drinkmehurd]

A tranquilizer will do, if I could just find the damn things! Just keep him distracted for now.

[reaching back into the laptop moniter and feeling around a bit inside.]

[littlestsoldier]

How the hell am I supposed to do that?!

[drinkmehurd]

Aha, here we go!

Uh. I would tell him to look in a mirror, actually.

[littlestsoldier]

I'm too young to die.

[drinkmehurd]

Don't worry about it, you brought me enough time now.

[tranq'd!]

He'll wake up in a few. The tranq will make him go back to normal as long as he doesn't eat any sugar.

[littlestsoldier]

He's gonna be fine then?

[drinkmehurd]

Yeah, I just accidently gave him a dosage for a Goddess instead of for an Angel. All he got was an adrenaline rush of energy.

[littlestsoldier]

Never again.

[drinkmehurd]

If there IS a next time, and only if he wears himself down again, I'll remember this.