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Tweak says, "grrr!!!"

Dirk Strider (smuppeteer) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2012-10-01 15:51:00

Entry tags:

dirk strider, euphemia li britannia, jake english, jane crocker, prospitian monarch, roxy lalonde

[Action/Closed | Voice/Open]
[ Action 1 | Closed to Jane Crocker ]

[ So Dirk has to bake something for the other inmates. He would just blow it off, but he needs to get some practice in anyway. Cooking is something he intends to get better at.

So he's asked for Jane's help, and on the morning of Day 187 he stands in the kitchen of their apartment, surrounded by the materials necessary for making cookies, wearing a frilly pink apron. ]

[ Voice | Open ]

Hey, just a heads-up: My broke-ass headset's not translating anything today as part of some bullshit punishment for defending myself against a bunch of giant wasps. So if you don't speak English, Japanese, Urdu, Pashto, Farsi, Tagalog, or Lojban, don't bother trying to get in touch with me until tomorrow.

[ There's not very much to do when you live in the future. ]

Second, I made a bunch of cookies. Another punishment thing. I've planted them in random locations around the dome. Good luck.

[ They can be found basically anywhere: In the pockets of clothes in The Row, in drawers in empty apartments, on the learning modules in the Education Center. If you can think of a completely ridiculous location, there is a cookie there.

They taste awful. There's a reason he made them available for general consumption instead of just giving them to his housemates. ]

[ Action 2 | Closed to housemates ]

[ After going around finding stupid hiding places for the cookies, Dirk returns to their apartment.

He sighs. He's... exhausted. He hasn't slept for days, and after the wasps and the. Everything. He could just really use some sleep. But he has to keep going for three more days.

Fuck, why did he suggest this? ]

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smuppeteer
2012-10-02 12:38 am UTC (link)

I'm not most people, you know. I hardly ever slept back home and I did just. Fine.

[ He fixes her with a stare. Luckily his shades are covering the hella un-rad bags under his eyes. ]

I'm only going three more days. Here, here. [ He opens the refrigerator and steps aside, gesturing with one arm as though it's a door he's holding for a lady. ] Deposit your breasts thence, Roxy. [ I.E. Cool your tits. ]

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dramanticpause
2012-10-02 12:44 am UTC (link)

Yeah, you also had weird Derse-y shit back home. But whatevs, if you want to be ridiculous...

[ she hops up and shoves her chest in the fridge as best as she can. ] It's your image going to hell. You'll never be able to regain your dignity once people have seen you shuffling along in a sleep-deprived stupor on day three. Okay, this is cold, fuck this.

[ Fridgeboobs no more! Too bad Dirk's not into the wimminz (or is he?), since-- well, she just stuck her tits in a fridge, you do the math. Maybe she'll go talk to Jane before she warms up... ]

What's the reason for the anti-sleep protest, anyhow?

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	smuppeteer 2012-10-02 12:51 am UTC (link)
	[ Freezing nipples? Man he doesn't even notice. He's too exhausted and homosexual. ] Jake said I couldn't do it, so I made a bet with him that I could. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	dramanticpause 2012-10-02 01:51 am UTC (link)
	...You are an idiot. [ HAIRRUFFLE, ESCAPE THAT, STRIDER! ] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	smuppeteer 2012-10-02 01:53 am UTC (link)
	[ Uuuuugh jesus. He bats at her hand. Normally he'd have a sense of humor about it but right now he's too sleepy to care. ] (Reply to this) (Parent)

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