How's My Driving?

Hey, all you guys need to tell me when I Do It Rong. C'mon, lemme have it!

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What the hell is with all this depressing crap lately?

Booze is free, chicks are hot, you're still alive- what're you people cryin' your eyes out for?

Geez.

Go sleep in a ditch for a month, then you'll have somethin' to get teary over.

[ooc: Dax totally doesn't remember going psycho in Carnival, so good luck convincing him of something he ( Read more... )

So...handcuffed, huh? To beds?

...how many of you ladies out there want some company?

Wow, it's been, what? A month and the boat hasn't exploded ( Read more... )

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Dear fellow mes; I do not ask for much. I am a very self-sufficient god and can take care of myself. I have my booze. I have my ladies. But I'm begging you...please.

Please.

I need a better hangover remedy if we're gonna make this boat thing work.

I will attempt to educate these poor heathens in the way of our teachings, but I need a little

[There's a squirt, a yelp and then a mumbled curse. After some audio of someone groaning -much like one would after a night of heavy drinking- there's a loud clatter and the comm abruptly shuts off.

Someone is cranky.]

Okay so-

Bear with me now, 'cause this scheme, while brilliant, is pretty sick.

What if. That wolf-thing. Needs an offering in the form of a virgin sacrifice.

...I mean, we're boned if he does. Who the hell aboard this ship is even a virgin anymore, seriously?

[There's a hulking purple shape lumbering about slowly on Deck 10, near Sergei's. It doesn't seem to be very dangerous, but it stinks of old blood and filth and it's wearing a familiar pair of goggles.

If someone were to somehow get very close to it, they would find a dark purple jewel glinting from beneath fur in its right shoulder.]