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DRUNK MEME

The premise is really very simple: The characters posted here are getting drunk at this on-planet marketplace. If your character would normally do so, you need no further instruction. Have fun!

If your character's a teetotaler, though, no worries. All the foods and beverages here at this strange marketplace of wonders are so imperceptibly alcohol-laced that no one will have a clue until it's too late. :3 By then, the fun's already beginning and there is NO ESCAPE. You are all DOOMED to suffer. Or puke. Or be really really super, if you're the type to process alcohol amazingly well.

Eat, drink, and have a party! There's plenty of partying with the locals over here for your characters to join in on. You have the vendors' corridor and a field outside it to roam around in, and for some reason the outdoor field is stocked with enormous gliding kites. This recipe sounds pretty disasteriffic to me.

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Katara blinked, more into the words he said than where he was staring, which would have resulted in her slapping a book anyway, which she was starting to become too uncoordinated to do at the moment.

"Wait, like what?"

"Oh, I had this big.... awesome... combat... " There's a very long pause while Zetta prods his foggy mind to come up with the word he was looking for.

"...thing."

The really sad part is that 'thing' was the word he was looking for to begin with.

Here Katara giggled at Overlord Zetta. "It took you a long time to say thing. I think you're a little too drunk, Mr. Overlord!"

Which wound have sound way more teasing if she hadn't fallen over when she said this.

Zetta just burst into laughter as she teetered over. "Bwaaa ha ha! You're a boozebender from the booze tribe!"

Katara gave him a pointed stare, getting up on her feet slowly. "And you;re still Overlord of cars, good for you!"

"Badass freakin' Overlord of cars!" Zetta corrected. "Just for that, I'm not gonna give you a hand up!"

"There's no proof of you being that 'bad ass' yet!" Katara shot back. "And I don't need help getting up from a perverted book, thank you!"

She kicked her feet upward and balanced, albeit stumbling a little. "See? Perfectly limber!"

"I kicked Nanaaaaaaashiiiiiii's buuuuuuuutt!" Zetta drawled proudly. "Not that it woulda been a contest if I had my body. Still. Not bad work. Not bad at all. You're gonna hurt yerself."

Katara stuck her tongue out at him again. She was still a little immature when she had to be, especially when she was drunk. "Maybe Nanashi should lean how to better bind books then. You got lucky!"

She didn't really think that of course, but she had to defend her teacher somehow.

"Please. I give Nana...na...nashi.... that didn't sound right..." Zetta paused, then spoke it closer to correctly. "Naaaa naaaaaa sheeeeeeeeee.... all respect for bein' her. She's about on th'level of some of the Overlords I know... Like, she could take Dark Lord Valvv.... vvogga. Uh, Star Overlord. Uh, Micky. She could take him. I'm just... the best."

Here Katara dissolved hard into giggles, enough so that she couldn't exactly stand up. "Ha ha, you can't even say her name! Its Nananananananananashhhhhiiiii!"

She fell over again, giggling. "What kind of name is Mickey for an Overlord? It's worse than Zetta the car Overlord!"

Zetta looked reflexively around for Batman, who did not appear at the sound of his campy theme tune.

"Uh, the Star Overlord is actually three people. The bottom half is Dryz--Dryiezz---Dryyyyyyyyzeeeeeen. Dryzen. The Star Dragon. Then there's the Ofeel--Opeel..." Hold on, hold on, he could get this. "Ophelia. The fallen angel. Face in the middle. Aaaaand Mickey's on top. He's supposed to be in charge, but the other two bully him. They're basically calling the shots."

Katara, still drunk, laughed at this. "How can a star overlord be three people? That's crazy!"

She leaned forward to the book, a silly grin on her face. "You're craaazy," she whispered.

"You're not neaaaarly naked enough for me to be REAL crazy," the book said with another leer. "THAT you could fix. But.. he's totally three people. Next ya won't believe that Dragon Overlord Babylabyl..abylon? Is a dragon. But he is. A dragon. And Dragon Overlord."

Katara was practically speechless, even tipsy, but she recovered quickly. That was exactly what Overlord Zetta had wanted anyway (she hoped, because the naked thing was just creepy).

"Sorry, I like a good book like anyone, but they don't do it for me. Man, I have to make sure to stay away from alcohol when I'm with you."

She blinked. "Wait...so dragons can be overlords too? Now you ARE making things up."

"So come back for you after I get my body back. Gotcha." Zetta's pretty randy when he's drunk, overtly.

"And I am not! He's -- huge! He can destroy planets just by bumping into 'em! He used to be the strongest in the cosmos... buuuut that was a long time ago..." Zetta's eyes briefly crossed as he considered these thoughts -- which was a very weird thing to see given that his eyes were blank white through-and-through.

So he was still going with the creepy. Good thing she was drunk-she could pretend to forget having this part of the conversation.

"Really? Well, who's the strongest now? I mean, who's stronger than someone that can bump into planets and destroy them?"

Aaah, he probably won't remember the casual lechery when he sheds some of the booze out of his system. Unfortunately, he will always remember his own self-importance, no matter how drunk. "ME!" he bellowed. "I'm the most badlord freakin' overassssss in the cosmos! And, uh, Prom. Prong. Praaaaaaaaaaaam. Praaam the Oracle is probably second below me."

Katara snickered, then brought out another pint. "Hey, why don't you share this with me? We can drink and sing drinking songs, and I can hear about how awesome you thin-I mean, how awesome you are?"

Heck, why not? He might be too drunk to get creepy with her anymore.

"Hyaaa ha ha ha! Hey--- hey, hey, hey---" Zetta said 'hey' a bit more, because this was so clever and he'd forgotten how many times he'd said it --"...can ya bend this stuff?"

To answer him, Katara brought her hand out and started streaming the alcohol in the air with almost no effort. To finish, she flung it high in the air, opening her mouth and having it land neatly in her mouth.

"Want some that way too?"

"It'd help," the book said. The armless, no real way to drink book. How had he gotten so damn smashed in the first place?

The minion by his side probably had the answer.

Katara giggled. "Okay, stand back!"

She rolled her head back and brought some more of the liquor, streaming it high in the air before she streamed it right into the mouth of the book.

She even shot some toward the minion. If it just happened to drench him, she'd consider it payback for the grope earlier.

The Overlord caught it. The minion had to weave a little, but so did she -- after which she promptly fell over, giggling.

"I like you, Kaataaaaraaaa.... yer power is USEFUL," the Overlord drawled.

Katara laughed, the reaction of the minion actually pretty funny. Wait a minute. She was groped by a GIRL minion?!

She shook her head, shaking this. She was young, after all.

"Water is in everything!" she said, giggling. "How could it NOT be useful?"

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