[ hope beau's ready for a show, because that's exactly what she's gonna be getting. he starts off pretty chill, simply lining up a couple of bottles, some ice, and a shaker. ]
Originally from Osaka, Japan, most recently fresh out of a god competition to create a new world. You?
[ she's slightly tipsy, she's super ready for a show. ]
Originally from Kamordah, Wildemount, Exandria - that's city, continent, world - and I'm from the cannibal house one. [ she's pretty sure japan is on earth, but she knows nobody's been to exandria, so! specifying it is. ]
I got no idea what the hell a Kamordah is, but it sounds like a nice place—unless ya hated it, in which case, fuck that place.
[ because i'm a lazy writer in a writing-based hobby, imagine majima pulling out these moves while this plays in the background. he's going at a slower pace than the video, though, because he's continuing to make conversation with beau as he mixes. ]
Cannibal house—same one that's possessed or some shit, yeah?
It's a shitty little wine town in the Dwendalian Empire, and I was glad to leave it, so - yeah. Fuck that place.
[ she doesn't seem to mind mentioning it though. ] Anyway, yeah, it wasn't possessed so much as it was just sentient and really fucking evil. And horny for power.
[ he actually... pauses in his routine, looking deep in thought for a split second as he holds a bottle of vodka by the neck in one hand and a shaker in the other, with a lime poised perfectly in the crook of his elbow. ]
. . .
Guess if a house had to be horny for anything, power ain't the worst possible option.
Not the worst option but still a fucking terrible option. [ she stretches out with a sigh. ] It was a shitty time and I don't wanna do this all over again, so.
[ he was so powerful that god had to nerf him by taking his eye ]
Preachin' to the choir. [ he goes back to whatever he was doing. i don't know how to write a flairtending routine. ] It's literally a setup for the same shit, an' it sucks knowin' there's a nonzero chance everything's gonna go to hell no matter what.
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Hmm... sure, I can work with that.
[ he grins as he steps behind the counter, though he "politely" leaves room for beau to squeeze through. real talk, he's doing it to mess around. ]
First thing's first, though—yay or nay on fruity?
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Yay. Seriously, go wild.
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[ hope beau's ready for a show, because that's exactly what she's gonna be getting. he starts off pretty chill, simply lining up a couple of bottles, some ice, and a shaker. ]
Originally from Osaka, Japan, most recently fresh out of a god competition to create a new world. You?
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Originally from Kamordah, Wildemount, Exandria - that's city, continent, world - and I'm from the cannibal house one. [ she's pretty sure japan is on earth, but she knows nobody's been to exandria, so! specifying it is. ]
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[ because i'm a lazy writer in a writing-based hobby, imagine majima pulling out these moves while this plays in the background. he's going at a slower pace than the video, though, because he's continuing to make conversation with beau as he mixes. ]
Cannibal house—same one that's possessed or some shit, yeah?
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[ she doesn't seem to mind mentioning it though. ] Anyway, yeah, it wasn't possessed so much as it was just sentient and really fucking evil. And horny for power.
no subject
. . .
Guess if a house had to be horny for anything, power ain't the worst possible option.
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Not the worst option but still a fucking terrible option. [ she stretches out with a sigh. ] It was a shitty time and I don't wanna do this all over again, so.
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Preachin' to the choir. [ he goes back to whatever he was doing. i don't know how to write a flairtending routine. ] It's literally a setup for the same shit, an' it sucks knowin' there's a nonzero chance everything's gonna go to hell no matter what.