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[thetaintedsorrow]

[The video opens with a very flushed Chuuya, and the source of that rosy color on his cheeks is soon readily apparent. In his hand is a glass of red wine that’s barely half-full, and it’s obvious that he’s been hitting the bottle hard. Behind him is the backdrop of a lavish, cozy bedroom, and a small bird can be seen flitting to and fro.]

This is the first time I’ve posted a video on here. Seems easy enough. Anyway, while we all wait for news of whatever the hell is going on with the bigger picture right now, why not have some fun?

[Chuuya takes a sip of his wine.]

So I’m gonna ask a few questions. First off, what’s your drink of choice? I’m taking suggestions on different cocktails to mix up since I’ve got an entire bar to work with now. Hell, if it’s good enough, I might just name it after you.

[And he downs the rest of the wine. So classy.]

Second question; besides the people, what do you miss most about home? Or maybe tell me about something you’ve gotten back that you were missing when you first woke up. Or even weirdass gifts you never asked for that just randomly appeared.

Comments

[beatupgrass]

Oh yeah, you're completely smashed. Nobody says that when they first meet me.

[thetaintedsorrow]

Why not? Because you tell it like it is?

[beatupgrass]

In the most blunt and dickish way possible, yeah.

[It's never been considered complimentary.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Not like I haven’t met worse. I was in the Mafia, after all.

[beatupgrass]

Workin' as what? The receptionist?

[Things Rocket gets pissed about people doing to him: Make assumptions based on his appearance.

Things Rocket does to get a rise out of strangers because he treats people how he expects to be treated, and he really shouldn't: That.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[It’s time to brag despite knowing that his audience won’t appreciate it.]

No. As an executive. One step below the boss.

[beatupgrass]

[well he's surprised anyway...]

Is that a fact? How'd you get that far?

[thetaintedsorrow]

[TIME TO BRAG.]

By working my ass off to prove I was useful, and doing what needed to be done. The powers helped a little too, I guess.

[beatupgrass]

Oh right, the powers. Seems like that's a whole thing with people here- like brains just ain't enough to get you anywhere.

[Okay, so he's a little bit resentful of people with magic/abilities, which is hilarious considering he is a heavily augmented creature, but he doesn't have magic or powers.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[SOMEONE SOUNDS SALTY.]

Brains can only get you so far. Crushing people with my fists gets faster results.

[beatupgrass]

[like a salt lick rock with fur.]

You crush people with your fists? That's your power? That's gotta be degrading for whoever you fight. I mean, look at you.

[thetaintedsorrow]

I can control gravity. Doesn’t matter what I look like.

[HUFFS.]

[beatupgrass]

[aw fuck that is.... kinda cool.

Must resist urge to be impressed.]

That's, uh... A little different than punching somebody out, yeah.

[thetaintedsorrow]

[It’s totally cool.]

Don’t worry. I only use it on people that try to kill me first.

[beatupgrass]

Yeah, remind me not to do that.