forum School RP (Closed 😬Stalkers welcome)

Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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(Slurred speech
Blurry or double vision
Loss of physical coordination
Confusion
Sleepiness
Dizziness
Mood swings
Impaired judgment
Depressed breathing
Irregular heartbeat)

(Confusion or delirium
Drowsiness or inability to stay awake
Nausea or vomiting
Depressed, or slowed breathing)

"Yeah" He smiled. He stood up slowly to change out of his clothes, groaning at the pain until he laid back down in bed and kissed Lillian, "Goodnight."

Lillian smiled, “Night.”

She closed her eyes and her breathing steadied.

(Speaking of sleep. I need to go do that. Night everyone!)

(Depressed breathing? Lol wot?)
"This stuff has a weird aftertaste…" Lloyd said, drinking another glass of wine. "Not bad, though. Want some?"

"No im good. Thanks though." Ben said. (Can lloyd please go up and sing?????)

(Bc he's drunk? Heck yeah. How much you bet he still sounds amazing, and he just doesn't have the awkward self doubt he usually does?)
Lloyd watched the stage as a few people got up to sing and decided to do so. Why the hell not? This wine stuff has made me confident! Or… something… He stood on the stage, asking for song suggestions from the crowd.

Ben put his head in his hands. is he seriously doing this?? He looked up and chucked. Hes a good guy… or angel

The crowd eventually decided on a song and Lloyd sang it, sitting back down when he was done. It had still sounded pretty good, if slightly slurred. "You look… really weird…" Lloyd cocked his head to the side, looking at Ben.

(Ben takes Lloyd home and calls Dallian
Dallian: Yeah? U need something?
Ben: Lloyd's drunk
Dallian: Nah, that's just the meds. He's okay
Ben: No he drank a bunch of wine and now he's actually drunk
Dallian: ………wot?)

Lloyd hung upside down from the couch, staring at the wall as Ben talked on the phone. "I don't remember this wall being so… spinny… or colorful…"

"Yeah Darren, hes really bad." Ben said, staring at the poor drunk angel.

"Ugh… what was in that wine?" Lloyd groaned, closing his eyes. "Everything's… multiplied… it's hurting my head…"

"Alcohol my dude. NAsty stuff, if you take too much" Ben replied

Lloyd fell off the couch and just laid on the ground, not even bothering to get up. "This is less fun than the meds those white coat people gave me…"

(Man that wore off fast)
"Yeah, its not fun." Ben got out a water bottle and handed it to him. "Drink up."

(Meh, he's starting to realize he was an idiot. He likely won't remember much in the morning)
"This better not have alcohol too…" Lloyd said as he pushed himself into a sitting position, accepting the water.

"No" Ben laughed. "Water does not have alcohol." Ben sat down across from Lloyd. "You know, you never told me how you, an angel, got here to earth."

"Oh…" Lloyd took a sip of the water. "'Spose it's best for me to tell you while I'm drunk and not gonna cry about it. I'll try and give you the short version. So, I was sent out to battle when I was really little. No big deal, that's typical for angels. However, I didn't have near enough training and I got captured. My captors took pity on me and set me free on the conditions that I could never go back home. I had no choice in these conditions, and I've been stuck here ever since. Presumed dead, you know. I was homeless here at first, much too young to get anywhere to live. I lived wherever there was shelter, and made do with what I had." Lloyd was staring blankly at the wall, drinking the water occasionally.

Ben stayed silent, looking at the ground. He patted Lloyd on the shoulder with a sad smile on his face.