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84 - A new challenge arises! Video
[Prefect is extremely close to the camera when it switches on, like, check out this guys out of focus eyebrows close. He rocks back ever so slightly, until enough of his face is visible that it's possibly to identify him as being apparently somewhat perplexed]
Comrades, I find myself-- My livelihood and rights to happiness and freedom and the glorious glories of the bountiful universe, that is to say, they are hindered, Brothers. Sisters. I find myslef--I can't find...
[Trailing off he turns to peer behind him, leaning around so far that he begins to tumble backwards, righting himself just in time to disrupt the placement of the camera and giving you all a nice shot of what he's wearing. That is to say, a gigantic Dr Who scarf, and white boxer shorts. A minute later, the camera is pointed back at his face.]
What I mean to say is, that through some outrageous abuse of regulations and uniform, My shoes are gone.
[He lifts a foot up to the camera to display this fact, wiggling his toes in objection to this fact, before managing to look genuinely distressed by this loss.]
Comrades, I don't have that many spare shoes! If anyone sees them then it is of the utmost importance that you contact your... your..
[Standing on one leg is hard. Prefect manages to flail one arm out as he begins to lose his balance and goes crashing down to the floor.
He's pretty drunk right now.]
Comrades, I find myself-- My livelihood and rights to happiness and freedom and the glorious glories of the bountiful universe, that is to say, they are hindered, Brothers. Sisters. I find myslef--I can't find...
[Trailing off he turns to peer behind him, leaning around so far that he begins to tumble backwards, righting himself just in time to disrupt the placement of the camera and giving you all a nice shot of what he's wearing. That is to say, a gigantic Dr Who scarf, and white boxer shorts. A minute later, the camera is pointed back at his face.]
What I mean to say is, that through some outrageous abuse of regulations and uniform, My shoes are gone.
[He lifts a foot up to the camera to display this fact, wiggling his toes in objection to this fact, before managing to look genuinely distressed by this loss.]
Comrades, I don't have that many spare shoes! If anyone sees them then it is of the utmost importance that you contact your... your..
[Standing on one leg is hard. Prefect manages to flail one arm out as he begins to lose his balance and goes crashing down to the floor.
He's pretty drunk right now.]
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video now!
video now!
video yay!
video FOREVER!
right back atcha
<3
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Spam into his bafflement?
Spam!
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LOLLL...lol theirs is a sad relationship :C
Don't worry, Prefect would be drunk whether you left or not c:
Private to Harvey
Private to Sylar - yay i'm late. :/
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she's completely oblivious. don't mind her.
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Because that would be silly!
But effective!
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He closes the journal, and hides it in a box. BECAUSE IF YOU CAN'T SEE IT IT'S NOT ILLEGAL!
bernard is quite drunk too - you get voice back.
I off'en find they're the las' place you look. YOUR FEET!
Yay!
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Drunken logic.
have some more!
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I'm starting to think I've been misled.
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Have some drunken wisdom, McCoy. He knows you want it.
Prefect is like the drunk messiah. ANd McCoy would be stabbing him with a hypospray at this point
You realise that makes McCoy drunken Judas :|
Good, where's his damned silver :| I don't see any payment over here.
The payment is PREFECTS GLORIOUS WISDOM.
... can he exchange that for the silver?
Only at the big rock candy mountain, where the exchange rate is not as good as you might hope!
Rock candy. McCoy seriously needs some of what Prefect is drinking, because it must be good.
He's not that drunk, he's just kind of weird to start off with!
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A lot.]
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Oh, Amber...better late than never...
And always welcome <3
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No innuendo here, he just doesn't really have a reason other than the stomping on to not want them!
Amber doesn't understand things that aren't innuendo
Prefect doesn't understand things that are!
Best. Conversation. Ever.
I can keep up his confusion as long as you can keep up her flirtiness!
Epic
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Annnnd now he's thinking about selling her stuff.
Amber has a one track mind
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