week 6

[airlockedmods]

[Even with three deaths two weeks in a row, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to some semblance of normalcy come Sunday morning. The messes are cleaned up, the bodies are safe in the morgue (or in Kip's case, still in a liquor bottle in the garden) and with this new week comes a fresh crop of returning memories.

There is no new floor this week.

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 5, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[buddyoldpal]

[ Nishitani doesn't normally get hungover, but he also doesn't normally do almost a dozen shots. He wakes up feeling like death warmed over and drags his way to the kitchen. You might want to be careful if you make any loud or sudden noises near him, he's gonna be wound up real damn tight until he's had a coffee and at least a fuckton of turmeric. ]

Where the fuck is that stuff...?

[ Yep, one he finds it in the pantry he's just gonna straight up pour turmeric into his coffee till its mustardy and gross. And he's gonna drink that? Apparently, yes. You know, you're in your 40s now, Nishitani, you should probably take it easy. Haha, right. That's never gonna happen.

He downs half his glass in one shot, plopping down on a chair in the dining room and laying his arms out across the table. He's also still in his fox kigu, so that's the image we're going for here. ]

Fuuuuck, that's nasty. Ya want some?

[motherfucking_ghost]

What. the shit. is that? It looks like piss.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Nishitani glares. Weakly. ]

Turmeric. 's real good for ya!

[ It tastes awful. And yet he takes another sip and makes a face. This is a real hangover cure, I'm not shitting you. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'm not convinced that anything that makes a person's face contort like that could possibly be good for you.

[buddyoldpal]

[ He squints. Maybe if he closes his eyes, his head will hurt less. ]

It ain't supposed ta taste good. It's fer hangovers.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Why do hangover cures always have to be worse than the actual hangover? I'd just suffer through it at that point. Loudly. Complaining the whole way.

[buddyoldpal]

Ehh, it ain't that bad once ya get used to it.

[ He says, and yet he doesn't seem used to it at all. ]

Turmeric's good fer ya though. Ya should have some.

[ It's just straight up what makes mustard yellow, though. So picture that. ]

[motherfucking_ghost]

You are not ghost pepper vodka-ing me again, Nishi, I have learned my lesson.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Nishitani chuckles. This is the quietest chuckle he's ever chuckled. Being hungover sucks. ]

I ain't gonna do ya like that, promise! This is fer real.

[ Tried and true Japanese hangover cure. Yum. ]

[myocordial]

[Well, isn't this a scene. Heart's happier now that he decided not to drink, looking at the state some are in.]

...No. No, actually, I find it difficult to imagine anyone drinking that willingly.

[buddyoldpal]

[ This is decidedly rare, he's not supposed to get hungover!! But then he also probably isn't supposed to do ten shots. He lifts his head off the table long enough to glare at Heart. A little.

There's an attempt at a glare here. ]

Course ya wouldn't. [ Okay, head back down. He's tired. The next part is a bit muttered. ] Yer not hungover ta hell.

[myocordial]

Indeed I'm not. Once was enough for me.

[There's a reason he's been avoiding alcohol since the boys' night a few weeks back. The hangover he got wasn't fun. No more of that ever, thanks.]

Just how much did you drink...?

[buddyoldpal]

[ Smart man, Heart. Smart man. ]

Don't... don't fuckin' challenge Nari-chan ta a drinkin' contest. 's a fuckin' mistake.

[ Answer: too much ]