text;

[livemoore]

[ She's felt so restless for a number of different reasons, and she keeps picking up her device, not sure who she's wanting to reach out to, who she wants to be reaching out to, so finally, she just addresses the network at large. ]

So, getting drunk for multiple days after you die. Par for the course, or just me?

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[livemoore]

Good thing this place gives out unlimited quantities otherwise it'd really be a shit hole.

[ Woo, alcohol! ]

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[wildwest]

the closets are both a blessing and a curse. anything we want, all we have to do is endure whatever goddamn event wonderland feels like sending us next.

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[livemoore]

What a bargain. Not enough to just kidnap us without asking. Wonderland has to kill us, over and over again.

but free booze!

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[wildwest]

supposedly it feeds off our death as much as it does our memories.
if that ain't a reason to drink, then i don't know what is.

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[livemoore]

Amen, you said it. No wonder there are so many bars here. That's the first place I went when I got here. Literally, ten minutes after arriving someone took me to a bar.

I have no idea how other people cope with this.

[ That someone who took Liv to a bar was Wynonna, point in fact. ]

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[wildwest]

[ ...of course it was. ]

some of us are just better at hiding it.

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[livemoore]

Oh, so you're saying drunk texting the network isn't exactly subtle?

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[wildwest]

subtle? no. common and dare i say appropriate? yes.

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[livemoore]

your way of thinking is now my favorite way of thinking and I appreciate everything about this conversation. thank you.

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[wildwest]

the accuracy of my wisdom does indeed prove itself to be as precise as my aim from time to time.

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[livemoore]

are you a sharp shooter?

serious question.

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[wildwest]

my dear, you could say that i am the sharp shooter.

[ because he is. ]

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[livemoore]

well.

that's an amazing claim.

[ which is also a serious statement. ]

how do you make a living off that?

[ Maybe he's an assassin. ]

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[wildwest]

i don't. not entirely. i have a specific set of skills that are useful on occasion, but not necessarily what i chose to employ myself with. a person can be good at something and not want to spend the rest of their lives doing just that.