Text; un: @Emissary

[zodiheart]

Do not partake of the bathtub moonshine.

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Voice; un: @trainlover265

[stormfeathered]

See that's a warnin' that sounds like an invitation. You havin' regrets?

[zodiheart]

It should not have pulp.

[stormfeathered]

Now you have my attention! Where you at? I'm fixin' to get me a swaller' of it!

[zodiheart]

Ardyn house.

[stormfeathered]

Oh you bet I'll be there in two shakes!

[zodiheart]

May your constitution be greater than mortal.

[stormfeathered]

I ain't no mortal!

[zodiheart]

I am rather large now.

You are free to climb over me to access the bathtub.

[stormfeathered]

Uhhhhhh. See you soon?

[zodiheart]

See you anon.

[stormfeathered]

[ Well. Slayd arrives eventually, surveying the scene with his hands propped on his hips. ]

Shiiiiiat.

[zodiheart]

[Elidibus is at his natural size curled on the floor, somehow fitting fourteen feet of man into the small bathroom space. Ardyn is propped on his lap for lack of convenient floorspace that won't leave him squished, and the aforementioned bathtub is there as well.

There is still plenty of moonshine left to be had.

Elidibus gestures for Slayd to come in and join them. He does look worse for wear, skin trying to appear both pallid and flushed at the same time. It's abundantly clear that Ardyn is also feeling it.]

Welcome, Slayd. Feel free to partake as you wish, and do not worry should you step on my limbs. I cannot feel them at present.

[stormfeathered]

[ Slayd pauses for a moment at least so there's that. Looking up at the vow very large Elidibus. ]

Why y'get so big like that? Did the moonshine do that? Hell, I gotta git me some now...

[ Why yes, he will totally crawl over the ancient to reach over and peer into the tub. Looks absolutely disgusting, but that never stopped Slayd, who just scoops up some in his hand and sips at it... ]

[stormfeathered]

[ IMMEDIATELY, he spits it out in a spray, coughing. ]

Done...

[stormfeathered]

DAMN BOY-HOWDY! That tastes revoltin'!

It's perfect! Just like the fae used to make back in Kentucky!

[fatedfinality]

Six, you certainly are a character.

There's plenty to 'swaller' left, not to worry.

[stormfeathered]

Um. It's pronounced Suh-layyyd.

I'm gonna let that one slide on account of I want some that shine. I'll be over in a jiffy.

[fatedfinality]

That's not- Oh, nevermind. [ It's better that Slayd doesn't learn of The Six anyway. ]

Hopefully, you get here before the Ancients arrive to pick up Elidibus. They seem rather determined to, at least.

[stormfeathered]

I'm already on the way.

[fatedfinality]

Good, good. I might actually see if you can't figure out the flavorings I used.

Some time later

[stormfeathered]

Nope! Tasted like rotten pigshit just like the gods intended.

[fatedfinality]

I suppose that's a compliment, then!

I used some citrus, berries, and lemongrass to try and flavor it. Obviously, the alcoholic properties are all one really gets but there was an attempt to make it less offensive.

[stormfeathered]

Haha oh wow. You tried to make it taste good? That's a fools errand, buddy. Also I reckon you did just about anything but.

Has the real distinct taste of Fuckweed.

[fatedfinality]

Perhaps 'good' was too ambitious. Less offensive, if nothing else.

[ Ardyn was turning things over in his head of where he went wrong but does catch that last word so- ]

The taste of what now?

[stormfeathered]

You know. Fuckweed? Looks like somethin that tastes good, but when y'taste it, it makes you wanna say "Fuck!". Local name for it of course.