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[therushingsky]

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Re: fourth wall day, as soon as jack hangs up

[therushingsky]

[Rhys has to go back and read over that conversation, before he answers this, so his reply comes a little later:]

If it makes you feel better, whatever deal you got him to make he would have just ignored the second it stopped working for him.

And-- yeah. He's a huge asshole, but I don't actually think he can do anything.

Or at least, I'm pretty sure the Jack who's stuck in my mostly ruined out of date cybernetics isn't making any comebacks.

The one who got through to us on the communicator-- if he is conscious somehow, he's probably just going to go ruin some alternative universe Rhys's life.

[And honestly, Rhys has been doing that for a year and a half now, so whatever he feels about it, it's not exactly fear anymore.]

[tetractys]

OH, I WAS JUST GOING TO DRIVE HIM INSANE! THAT INCANTATION OPENS UP HIS MIND TO EITHER ME OR YOUR LOCAL BILL!

BUT I MEAN ARE YOU OKAY EMOTIONALLY!

[therushingsky]

Oh. Well, no one could be more deserving.

And -- ergh, I think, probably no? But I don't think I can do anything about it, so I guess that's just a depressing fact about me now.

[tetractys]

YOU WANT ME TO, UH...

...

I WAS REALLY HOPING I COULD JUST SHOW UP WITH SOME REVENGE ON YOUR BEHALF, YOU KNOW?

YOU WANT A DRINK? PEOPLE DO THAT...

[therushingsky]

Aw. I appreciate that you tried. If I ever see one of those kids of yours, I'll punch them in the face and act like I have no idea what they're talking about or who they are when they try and tell on me.

[He won't, but this is a funny thing to say so he's saying it.]

Do you still have all that booze in the weird trash room? I think me and BJ have landed on throwing a huge party for the purposes of killing me to fix my arm. I guess Alcohol poisoning is what we're going with? Maybe a few other poisonings thrown in there for the hell of it.

[tetractys]

THE TRASH ROOM IS A SPEAKEASY NOW! BOOKABLE FOR PRIVATE EVENTS!

ALCOHOL POISONING'S A NASTY WAY TO GO, JUST DOSE YOUR LAST DRINK WITH SOMETHING FUN! IF YOU WANT, B AND I CAN TAKE CARE OF THAT!

[therushingsky]

I was actually thinking we go frat house big with it. Maybe just keep the grand finale on the low down.

Yeah, I think that's the plan, though. Get drunk enough that the chaser doesn't hurt too bad.

[tetractys]

OHHHHHHHHYEAH THE SPEAKEASY CAN'T DO THAT MANY PEOPLE.

[it wasn't that big of a junk room before its remodeling.]

ALSO, I'M NOT LETTING ANY WARDENS IN. BUT I CAN BRING ALCOHOL AND TEND BAR WHEREVER YOU DO DECIDE TO HOST!

[therushingsky]

That sounds good. Also, having a speakeasy at all sounds good. How many people can it do?

[He can get drunk with all sorts of different numbers of people.]

[tetractys]

BREATHING OR NOT BREATHING?

[therushingsky]

Breathing, but shallow.

[tetractys]

OHH. BOY, I THINK LIKE TWO HUNDRED IF YOU REALLY STACK THEM!