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[tipsygnostalgia]

Roxy is busy right now
but leave your message here and she will get back to it once she is no longer blackout drunk
or fuck deep in meowcats

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[tipsygnostalgia]

Well if you wanna be drunk, I can help with that for sure.

[Once in the kitchen she grabs a bottle- as well as two cups before pouring alcohol into both of them.]

If you're not used to the taste better off to do shots. There isn't much in the cup, just down it in one.

[dicey]

[does so, and makes a face]

... Yuck.

Pour me another one.

[tipsygnostalgia]

[She can't help but giggle a little at her expression, yet pours out another before knocking back her own.]

[dicey]

[Vriska drinks the second in one gulp, too]

How many of these do I have to have before I'm drunk?

[tipsygnostalgia]

Drink two more and give it about ten minutes, you'll definitely be beginning to feel it.

[It'll probably hit you like a truck, Vriska]

[dicey]

Well, I've done two! Let's try for "or more".

[holds out her glass for a third shot]

[tipsygnostalgia]

You got it!

[Pouring out two more shots, she places the bottle down ebfore knocking back hers.]

So why are you getting drunk? There's gotta be a reason for it. That's not just the shitty cat.

[dicey]

You'd be surprised how shitty this cat can be.

And I don't know, I guess I have a few reasons! The cat's a big one, but I'm kind of curious about what it's like to be drunk.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Oh, okay. Though hah, that's pretty funny someone can be pissed off or whatever because of a cat.

[dicey]

More like what the cat does! I'm surprised it hasn't attacked you yet.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Bullshit, cats love me. Even that dick head cat animus guy tolerates me, I just have this feline charm I guess.

[dicey]

I bet this one doesn't. It's obsessed with me, and it gets pissed if I pay attention to anything else.

[right now it seems to be hissing at the alcohol bottle, and considering tipping it over]

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Oh hell no cat, you ain't hissing at her bottle. She picks it up, pouting more drink out.]

What a weird thing. Like, normally cats don't give a shit like that? They rarely want your attention and they dont give a fuck what you do all the rest of the time. Huh.

Tried smashing it or something?

[dicey]

Only every day!

... You think I'm almost drunk yet?

[tipsygnostalgia]

Do you feel drunk yet? Like- you normally start to feel a little light headed, or a little silly or something.

[dicey]

I feel kind of dizzy. ... Man, I hope I don't puke.

[tipsygnostalgia]

You shouldn't, not unless you drink too much.

[dicey]

Cool, because I... yeah.

[she's getting a bit hazy, too]

Gimme another glass! This stuff still tastes like shit, but I think it's working

[tipsygnostalgia]

Alright, but you should probs drink some water afterwards to balance it out!

[Aaand there we go, two more shots are poured. She's beginning to feel pretty drunk herself, though she already kinda was to begin with]

[dicey]

Yum.

[she says it sarcastically, then laughs]

This is like a party! An "event-ending-in-two-days" party.

[tipsygnostalgia]

We can have a party if you wanna. I mean it's basically just a two person party right now, but we can hang out and get drunk and, I dunno. Stuff!

[dicey]

Yeah. Yeah! That is totally what we're doing right now, Roxy.

[she's grabbing for the bottle herself this time]

[tipsygnostalgia]

..Okay then!

[Bottle out of her hand, Roxy just hops up onto the counter top to sit there instead.]

Pour me another one!

[dicey]

[Vriska cracks up, for a reason that even she isn't entirely sure of]

[luckily, she manages to pour two more shots without spilling too much]

Roxy.

Rooooxy.

Roxy.

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Roxy picks up her drink, but doesn't have any of it yet.]

Vriska. Vriskaaaaaa?