Make sure to pick up some chocolates while you're on your way to your mistress's.

just be careful. don't want anything to happen before you get back to her.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)13:10 No. 319525 ID: aa6f62
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I don't have a mistress. If I had one, I'm sure Amelia would have found out, and then that would be the very brutal end of Evid Corte.

Something's changed, but I can't tell what. For some reason, I feel an compulsion to keep looking straight forward, and keep my hands firmly in my pockets.

>>319525
Act against that compulsion.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)13:28 No. 319536 ID: aa6f62
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Fighting my odd urge, I force myself to turn, a bit confused about the difficulty of the action. When I see what I was avoiding, I begin to understand.

GLORIOUS MUSTACHE

>>319536
Perhaps you should run.

Finish understanding. Then enlighten us

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)13:58 No. 319555 ID: aa6f62
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>>319541

Yes, I am rather proud of my mustache, and-

BUT OH SHIT WHAT IS THIS

Even though I said I started to understand, it's more like I just started to understand why I didn't want to look. As for what I' looking AT.. Well.

It appears to be some sort of robed figure, but even that is a dubious observation. For one, it has no visible arms, and its legs project at odd angles, as though they weren't required.

The figure silently pushes forward into my face, and sweat begins to trickle down my mustache as I peer into the void. By all accounts of light and physics, I SHOULD be able to see what's inside his hood, but it's obvious those things do not seem to apply here. Light dances over it in a way that light should not, and it is very hard to focus on it. Just trying makes my head hurt immensely.

I want to step back now, but some force keeps me standing still, unmoving. The figure begins to speak, now- or, at least, I think it's speech that I'm hearing. It sounds like the whistling of wind, awkwardly altered to mimic a voice. But the words are discernible, despite this, and I listen, sweat pouring down my face as if I were still in the rain.

>Eeevid Coorte. Why do you not?

It stops there, and I gather it wants a response, though I hardly understand the question. What should I say?

>>319555
" Politeness, generally.

Fear.

ask it what it means.

>>319555
Smile.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)14:20 No. 319572 ID: aa6f62
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I asked a question, inside my head. "What should I say?" I suppose it was rhetorical, and I was just asking myself. But I was answered by someone else. You. Voices, whispering, inside my head. It was then that I realized you've been with me for a while now, and I just now become aware of you.

Must be the stress. It has to be. I can't be crazy. It'll screw up my anniversary! I suppose you're just the product of a fevered mind looking for ideas.. So I suppose I'll follow your advice.

>>319556

"P-politeness, generally." I say, trying to keep up the airs of a proper gentleman.

>>319572
Nah, you're not crazy. We're the ones that're crazy.

Poke its face! Or lack thereof.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)14:25 No. 319577 ID: aa6f62
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It responds immediately.

>Yoou don't understaaand me. You speeak based on he advisoors' opinnnion. I wiiill try again.

>A star fell burning, Evid Corte.

>What maaade it burn?

It goes even more out of focus. Colors begin to swirl around it.

>>319577
Air friction? Unless you know more about this than we do.

"the atmosphere of course. if that isn't it then i must say good day to you because you seem intent on asking questions that i do not know the answers to"

Is this a metaphor?

Think about it, Evid.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)14:31 No. 319584 ID: aa6f62
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>>319576

Done.

>...

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)14:37 No. 319588 ID: aa6f62
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>*foosh*

>>319588
That was less than polite.

Hydrogen Fusion obviously. Or residual thermal energy from before the nova fragment was expelled.

>>319590
Dammit. Late. Oh well. Don't do that again.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)14:39 No. 319592 ID: aa6f62
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Maybe I shouldn't do that.

yes, maybe you should wait and review what the voices in your head say instead of the first idea that is thought up.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)14:44 No. 319594 ID: aa6f62
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>>319592

"Hydrogen fusion, obviously. Or residual thermal energy from before the nova fragment was expelled."

This is where being an astronaut pays off.

>Incooreeect.

Or not.

>Yoou don't undeerstand whaat's haappening enough to giive me an aanswer.

>>319594
Say "you did".

>>319593
Good idea! Follow this first thought.

Also, ASK WHAT HE IS TALKING ABOUT. IN A REASONABLE TONE OF VOICE.

"no duh, you just walked up to me and started asking questions"

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)15:18 No. 319607 ID: aa6f62
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>>319588
>>319593

Look, lay off me! I would consider myself grateful if I was a voice in someone's head, and if that someone actually LISTENED to me I'd be THANKFUL! Besides, you're not gonna be here long, hopefully, so if you.. If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all!

>Eevid Corte. Remembeeer.

>A star fell burning. I can tell you no moore.

>If I could.. I wooould. But I caaan't, so I wooon't.

The wraith hobbles towards the door. I consider stopping it, asking it what it's talking about.. But from what it said, it really can't tell me anything more, and I'd rather not talk to it any more than I have to. Before I started talking to it, I was ordering flowers. Now I'm arguing with voices in my head, and that same head is hurting more than it's ever hurt before.

I graciously open the door and usher it through.

>We wiiill meeet again, Eevid. I hope thaat you maay answeer my queeestion then.

It's gone.

hmm? oh wow, getting uppity due to some criticism. keep that up and you wont last 5 minutes before horrible monsters kill you.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)15:48 No. 319615 ID: aa6f62
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>>319608
You're right. I'm sorry. The first place a man should be a gentleman is inside his head. Also, the wraith is gone, and you're still here, which means you'll probably be around for a while, and it won't do to have constant fighting in my mind.

But, honestly, I need some whiskey. I think I'll just-

"Oh, Mr. Corte, I'm sorry for the wait, it's just- Dear me! You're as pale as paper! What's happened to you?"

The owner of the flower shop returns, holding the bouquet I ordered as an apology / anniversary present for Amelia.

it wont do to worry the poor woman, just tell her you are really nervous and you hope these flowers will be enough.

Look Evid. We're stuck with eachother for the duration, so live with it. Now, after you go home, give your wife the flowers and chocolates, have a romantic dinner, and have awesome make up sex, and get a good nights sleep, first thing you do tomorrow? Go and buy A GUN.

We have A LOT of experience in this shit. When the fuckin GRIM REAPER shows up and starts spoutin cryptic bullshit, you're gonna want a weapon. Trust us, last time we didn't get a weapon? Guy got EATEN. BY A GRUE. Be smart. Don't be a pacifist.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)16:08 No. 319625 ID: aa6f62
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>>319618
Good idea.

"Sorry, madam, I'm just nervous. These flowers ease my worries, though. My heartfelt thanks."

"Oh, you're such a charmer! You still have to pay, though."

"Wouldn't dream otherwise."

I pay her 300 American pounds, of which I have 2300 left. I doubt I'll need that much to buy the alcohol I require.

I have acquired a BOUQUET.

Wow. The economy really went down the tubes after the British took control eh?

Ah well. GO HOME. DISPENSE BOUQUET.RECEIVE KISSES/SLAPS/DIVORCE PAPERS.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)16:29 No. 319634 ID: aa6f62
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>>319627
If by 'take over' you mean 'peaceful unification' then yes. Also, it wasn't that spotless beforehand.

> all anniversary suggestions
All in due time. I'm a bit frazzled, and I think a spot of alcohol might soften me up for later.

>>319623
That's ridiculous. That wasn't the grim reaper. He didn't have a scythe! He may have had an, um, passing resemblance..

And said scary and ominous things..

And been generally eerie..

So, are you thinking Glock or Osprey?

>>319634
Definitely Osprey. And watch you don't over shoot on the Brandy. One shot, and you're home, else Amelia will flay you alive.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)17:29 No. 319652 ID: aa6f62
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>>319636

I'll keep it in mind.

Alright, I'm done at the flower shop for the better part of a year, so now I'm free to do a few things before I go see Amelia. I'll list the buildings on this street:

The Church of Split is a two-faced organization that I don't like to go near. I've heard it's very.. Polarizing,

Flo's Flowers is where I just came from. No real need to go back there.

Johnny's Pub is a stunning example of pubbishness. Mostly just a place to drink, drink, and do karaoke. I do hear they've installed some entertainment machines, though.

For the record, my vote's on the pub, but if you get loud enough, I might change my mind.

So, got any better ideas?

tonight is your anniversary right? While your desire to get drunk is very understandable you might want to try and go home to your wife.

In the immortal words of Shakespeare: GO HOME NOW, OR FACE ETERNAL COUCHDOM.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)17:51 No. 319659 ID: aa6f62
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Well, the rain's started again, and you guys are oddly silent, so I'll just go with the pub, then, shall I?

As I start forward, a patron of the establishment bursts out, obviously drunk, but very happy. He appears to be winding down from a karaoke session.

"I wanna BE with you and make BELIEEEEVE with YOOOuouou!" he trails off, warbling in his off-key voice, and stumbles down the street away from me.

I think I do need to keep this quick.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)18:23 No. 319671 ID: aa6f62
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I've entered the pub. It's got a sort of bamboo feel to it.

The owner and bartender, Johnny, stands behind the bar. His head can barely be seen over it, and his glasses cover his face like a mask.

To the side is the entertainment machine I've heard about. It's got a holographic screen, with a.. It looks like a ship's wheel in front of it? Odd.

It seems karaoke hours are over, and the pub's closing up. I hurriedly call to Johnny to get some whisky ready to go, and wait.

What the hell is with his eyes? Examine his eyes in detail. Surreptitiously.

Also, don't worry bout the posting. It's night here in NORT AMERIKA

two votes 2 go home = whelp guess i'll go to the pub then! >:C

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)18:41 No. 319678 ID: aa6f62
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>>319673
Though it's rude, I check out of the corners of my eyes. His glasses are impractically thick, and his eyes can't even be seen through them. Must be some sort of fashion statement.

Johnny motions that my whiskey is ready, and I chug it down as fast as I can. It's getting late, now, and I need to see Amelia.

But perhaps I shouldn't.. Have.. It's hard to focus on Johnny, and it's starting to get hot.. I've had whiskey before, this.. This isn't..

I can hear a voice. It sounds like wind.

"May I recommend you try our ship simulator? It's free."

That sounds.. Like a good idea.

>>319676
>Yeah, that's my fault. I was posting when they were, and I didn't see the votes until after I had finished. Sorry. :(

>>319676
>>319679
You forgot that he's a MAN and therefore WHISKEY automatically gets +7 VOTES.

Get ye some WHISKEY. Store it ye FLASK. Go out and buy a GUN. From a little CHINESE man named GENERAL TSENG.

GO HOME DANGIT.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)18:57 No. 319686 ID: aa6f62
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Fire is all around me. The screen is burning, an even as I grip the wheel I know it will be useless. There's nothing I can do.

The walls are burning. The door is burning.

There's no way out.

There's no way out.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)19:01 No. 319690 ID: aa6f62
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A star is falling, burning.

No way out.

I've failed.

No way out.

Fire.

Death.

A star is falling, burning.

Your wife is gonna be PISSED that you went out to get whiskey and got incinerated. GET OFF YOUR VISIONS-OF-DESTRUCTION-HIGHHORSE AND GO HOME DANGIT!

>>319690
Well at least minimize the damage. Steer towards the softest thing possible. Like a large body of water.

stop drop and roll.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)19:14 No. 319697 ID: aa6f62
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Okay.

So I have decided to switch to root beer.

And you guys were totally right, and I should listen to you more.

Sorry.

It's dark now, and my watch says it's almost midnight.

There's no way I'll make it in time.

Yes. Well. Now that your wife has (probably) divorced you and you're feeling suicidally depressed, you may as well be involved in a terrible accident while rushing home. Hey. You'll have an excuse for missing your anniversary. AGAIN.

then your options boil down to running there and trying to make it anyway and showing up hyper ventilating and MAYBE still salvaging something. or go to pass out by the court house and start signing the divorce papers.

wait until you get ONE post at fucking least before you start doing anything, jesus.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)19:26 No. 319702 ID: aa6f62
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>>319699
>>319700
About that, I should probably mention-

>*screech*

Huh?

>"Hey, are you, uh, Ay-veed Coor-tea?"

"Er, yes, but it's pronounced-"

>"Well, I was told to pick you up."

"And take me where?"

>"Uhh.. Lemee check.. 432 Pacino Street."

Amelia! If we drive, at top speed, I might just make it!

"Say no more. Let's go!"

>"Righty-o, Ay-veed!"

tell him if he floors it you will give him a wad of cash!

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)20:18 No. 319726 ID: aa6f62
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>>318722
Done and double-done!

>"Here ya go, uh, sir! Safe travels, huh?'

"Thank you. Here's your money."

I give him the remainder of the cash on me.

>"WOOOOOOO YEAH!"

The taxi driver drives off in a rush.

This is it. I'm at the gate, and my watch says 11:55. I've got just enough time!

Thanks for all your help, voices. I'm sorry I wasn't more receptive. In the future, I will be.

Wish me luck!

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)20:19 No. 319727 ID: aa6f62
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Hello, Amelia.

It's been another year, and all I can think about is how much I miss you.

I've tried to stay your gentleman, and do what I can to make the world a better place. But it's so much harder without you. Things are happening that I don't understand, and I can't do anything about it.

I wish you were here, to tell me what to do. But you're not.

I'm still training to go into space, but I think I'll make it, soon. And I'll be sure to paint your name in the stars, like I promised. And even though you never got to see it, I'll make sure everyone will remember you when they look up at night.

And I'll always be here, this day, every year. And you'll always have another bouquet, like I promised.

And I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I wasn't able to beside you on our anniversary. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

I'll never forget you again, Amy.

Evid Corte 2011/06/29(Wed)20:20 No. 319728 ID: aa6f62
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Happy anniversary.

I love you.

.... oh. well now i feel bad.

A Star Fell Burning High Command 2011/06/29(Wed)20:52 No. 319748 ID: aa6f62
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>Yes, Commander. High command is very impreeessed with yooour performance, and a promotion is in the wooorks.

>However, there is one.. Little detail we would like you to help with.

>There is a promising cadet - a Mr. Evid Corte - who has just completed base training.

>While Mr. Corte would noormally be left haaanging in the bureaucracy of the astronaaautical system for years, we wooould like to speeeed up the process.

> Yes, I recognize that this is unpreeecedented. but your promotion hiiinges on it, Commander.

>Good. I was sure that you would make the right decision.

>My voooice? Mmmy apooologies. I aam a little illll.

>Gooooodbye, Commander. And give Mr. Corte my best.

>>319748
Wow this guys levitating a phone what the hell. Also I like the way he talks like G-man.

>>319728
:(
>>319748
>8(