text, un: gautier, cw: some references to alcohol use and sexual content

[laidtocrest]

[Specifics tbd, but there's a drunk Midnight involved and he doesn't have a shirt and might've lost his pants. he's fucking naked.

But for now.]

a guy lost his clothes to the washer. anybody saw a pink shirt?

[Attached is a picture of Midnight. I have no fanart, so you must imagine this guy: no shirt, Jojo-posing, wearing a pink feathery thing, drunk, fly open.]

and here's the guy who lost his stuff

Comments

[laidtocrest]

so what does your username mean anyway? i've been wondering.

[Why did he type that he and Midnight are in the same room.]

[unrequite]

a fine question from a fine young man who does not engage in slander or livbbel. everyone else please takenotes.

it all began millennia ago, before the first aegir walksed the land, bfore the sarkaz where teekaz and the teekaz were none at all...

[ You know what, I'm not writing all that shit. This is unfortunately a text based medium, so while it takes a while for the comment to pop up, it's certainly a tale. A very drunk, very complicated tale. A legend of seven kings, warring over rule of Terra. There are gods! Dragons! Angels and dmeons! [sic] There are at least two maidens, four of which fall in love and run away from each other. (Or with each other. Surely, he meant "with each other".)

It's tragic. It's convoluted. There are plot holes large enough to drive a landship through. It's also all a lie, so it doesn't matter that I can't be assed to actually write it.

But it ends, eventually. Midnight is shedding a tear IRL as he sends it. He's so invested in his bullshit. It's incredible. ]

... and so the seventh king took up the last crown, free from his chains —or perhaps burdned with the weight of six more — and established rule over the first nation: Kazdel. the end. (or is it?_

[laidtocrest]

[He reads all of this in horrified fascination because it's absolutely bullshit, but it raises so many questions. From time to time he glances up at Midnight, a question on his lips, a question completely and totally smothered.

Aegir?

Why the fuck is Ferdinand's people involve- you know what, he's just going to stow away the religious and/or philosophical questions for later. The von Aegirs walked the land and there's angels and dmeons. This is going to be brought up again and again and again when Midnight least expects it.]

that's such a good story. thank you.

[unrequite]

any time. :)

[ Another good deed from Midnight (of Rhodes Island's Civilian Reserve Ops Team A6). Please, hold your applause. ]