Namur (
om_nom_namur) wrote in
genessia2017-04-15 07:52 pm
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Gilligan's Dream Dock [Video] [OTA]
Uuugh shit. Three days, my ass. Feels like I been out like a month.
[He glances at the timestamp at the bottom of his screen, and his eyes bulge.]
The hell? More like two months! Shiiiit no wonder I feel like I got loved on by an overeager octopus! Them shits don't know that no means no, if y' catch my drif-
[At this point the video shifts- a lot, since he stumbles and knocks into one of the workers at the Dream Docks. He cusses some then apologizes to the staff, then manages to get himself into a turned around chair, running a hand over his hair and the back of his neck, his right arm held out so he can keep filming with the communicator. He smiles sheepishly.]
Oh well, shoulda knowed y'all couldn't get rid a me that easy, sheheheheh! Guess I gotta get caught up, aye? The hell y'all been up t'?
Me? Decided I'd give this here Dream Dock thing a spin an' go see my Old Man laid t' rest. Died three- no. Goin' on six years 'go by my reckonin', figured 's 'bout time I get my ass over there t' say g'bye. 'Cept then there's 'nother place like Balamb an' Cerealia an' here... only it weren't nothin' like none a them places, sheheh!
[Far from being jovial, that laugh came out rather dark. And Namur begins rubbing his temple with the heel of his palm a little more urgently.]
Didn't mean for that t' happen when I went under. Shit. Anyone know someone with a sturdy needle, thinks they could get under shark skin? Gonna need a new tattoo...
An' some damn fish. 'M starvin'!
[He glances at the timestamp at the bottom of his screen, and his eyes bulge.]
The hell? More like two months! Shiiiit no wonder I feel like I got loved on by an overeager octopus! Them shits don't know that no means no, if y' catch my drif-
[At this point the video shifts- a lot, since he stumbles and knocks into one of the workers at the Dream Docks. He cusses some then apologizes to the staff, then manages to get himself into a turned around chair, running a hand over his hair and the back of his neck, his right arm held out so he can keep filming with the communicator. He smiles sheepishly.]
Oh well, shoulda knowed y'all couldn't get rid a me that easy, sheheheheh! Guess I gotta get caught up, aye? The hell y'all been up t'?
Me? Decided I'd give this here Dream Dock thing a spin an' go see my Old Man laid t' rest. Died three- no. Goin' on six years 'go by my reckonin', figured 's 'bout time I get my ass over there t' say g'bye. 'Cept then there's 'nother place like Balamb an' Cerealia an' here... only it weren't nothin' like none a them places, sheheh!
[Far from being jovial, that laugh came out rather dark. And Namur begins rubbing his temple with the heel of his palm a little more urgently.]
Didn't mean for that t' happen when I went under. Shit. Anyone know someone with a sturdy needle, thinks they could get under shark skin? Gonna need a new tattoo...
An' some damn fish. 'M starvin'!

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