the low art gloominati
Tinygoth is making his first appearance in the Nexus since that one time when he was nailed to a cross.
How appropriate that he shows up baked out of his gourd!
He shuffles a little, makes a snorting-tittering noise, and collapses on the nearest couch. He's smiling, his vision is unfocused, and he blinks slowly but very often. Possibly he didn't intend to come here--this is the first time in a long time he's gone outside--but what the hell, he's here now, there's booze... somewhere... and, oh hell, what was he doing again? "Hey. HEY. I got a--" Long pause. He stares vaguely at the sign. "I got a question. Okay. Okay, here it is. Okay. Look. Okay. Why did--why did the chicken cross the road? Huh? Why? What's with that crazy chicken?"
How appropriate that he shows up baked out of his gourd!
He shuffles a little, makes a snorting-tittering noise, and collapses on the nearest couch. He's smiling, his vision is unfocused, and he blinks slowly but very often. Possibly he didn't intend to come here--this is the first time in a long time he's gone outside--but what the hell, he's here now, there's booze... somewhere... and, oh hell, what was he doing again? "Hey. HEY. I got a--" Long pause. He stares vaguely at the sign. "I got a question. Okay. Okay, here it is. Okay. Look. Okay. Why did--why did the chicken cross the road? Huh? Why? What's with that crazy chicken?"