Ramble4



	Many people have been crammed into Tigers empty little apartment, or many by the size standard thats presented in the limited room. From some non-existent speaker random mixes of rap, rock, and even some Led Zepplin can be heard over the talk, which is emitting from the mouths of 7 different people. In the corner are Royce and Fal, taking a break from their rabbit like activities to discuss* their rabbit like activities. The center features Pac and Griffon, arms locked, faces red, competing in an arm wrestling match. Tini, Woody, and Tiger are around them, watching with much interest* Pac: Face red ...ready.... to... give... yet? Griffon: ...not... even... close... The tension could be cut with a knife. Or a spoon. Or a spinife, spork, or simply a fork. Because the phrase ‘can be cut with a knife’ is stupid, considering THICK tension would be difficult to cut. ‘Couldnt’ be cut with a knife would be much better, ne? Tiger: ... Tini: When did the narrator because a philosipher? Sorry... Tiger: Thats better. Reverts attention to arm wrestling Good lord, look at all those veins popping out on Pacs forehead... I didnt even know humans had that many in their body... Tini: I think the strain is actually causing his capillaries to grow and become veins... Pac: Grrrr... Griffon: Urrrgh... Blat Griffon: Has slammed Pacs hand directly into the bowl of dip on their left Yes! Woo! I am the winner! Pac: Rubbing arm Oh good jesus ow... Griffon: Aight... stretches... whos next? Tiger: Are you kidding? This is, like, the ninth time youve beaten us all. Griffon: Well what do you want? Theres nothing else to do... you have got to be the only mother fucker I know who doesnt even own Monopoly Tiger: ....do you? Griffon: ...Ok, your the second mother fucker I know who doesnt own Monopoly. But thats beside the point. I didnt invite a bunch of people into my apartment when I didnt have anything to entertain them with! Tiger: What the fuck are you babbling about? You, Falcon, and Pac just never leave, Royce is here to see Falcon, and Tini is here because she discovered Pacs thirty bucks had been counterfeited... poorly. Pac: Eh heh... Tini: I cant believe I fell for a colored photocopy... Griffon: You make a bunch of good points... which I am going to ignore. Were in your apartment, you should give us something to do! Woody: ...he has a point you know. Is there even anything in this place except that bowl of dip that Pacs using as a glove? Pac: Wipes off hand Who the hell has a bowl of dip without having any chips anyway? Tiger: Shrugs I seem to recollect there having been chips here at some point in the last year. I also have some jerky, and... uh... nothing. Woody: Raises eyebrows Nothing? Tiger: Yes. Nothing. Tini: Pokes him Whatre you hiding? Tiger: Uhm... Griffon: Oh cmon, spit it, or Im going to hunt down for some of those Mary Sue lemons you used to write and read them aloud Tiger: AGH! Hops up You wouldnt! Griffon: Oh I would. Tiger: ...fine. I also have a few bottles of Jack Daniels Tini: Blinks For what?? You dont drink, and your underage anyway. Tiger: ... Tini: Ah, right, plot hole used to progress action... well. Why dont you bust them out and we can at least think were entertained after a few rounds Falcon: Looks over Did I hear the word Jack and the word Daniels? Woody: Indeed you did sir, indeed you did Falcon: Grins Drinking game! Royce: Hm? Falcon: Quickly runs to counter, and grabs an armful of medium sized glasses. He quickly tosses them on the bare table in the middle of the room, and arranges them in a circle Drinking game! Here... reaches into his pocket and pulls out a handful of quarters Tini: Oh hell no... I tried this once just for the hell of it, and I missed absolutely every time Falcon: Thats half the fun! Cmon, itll take up a lot of time and well all be drinking evenly because everyone will be missing Tini: Well... Falcon: That settles it. Cmon Stripes, bust out the booze. Ill bet you ten bucks Im still in it before you are. Tiger: Dude, Im not playing! Falcon: Oh why not? Tiger: Because alcohlism runs in my family! Falcon: So? Tiger: So!? Would you try to get someone whos lactose intolerant to drink milk? Falcon: ...no Tiger: Hah! Falcon: Id pour some normal milk into a carton of soy milk and give them that Tiger: ...you are a sick, sick man Falcon: Thanks. So youre playing? Tiger: Sighs Sure... Falcon: Sweet... Cut scene The group are gathered around the table a filled glass and a quarter in front of them all. Falcon is explaining the rules Falcon: All right, you bounce the quarter on the table, and try to get it into someones drink. If you make it, they need to down the glass. If you miss, you need to drink yours. The winner is the last one whos still consious, or the last one stupid enough to keep drinking after we pass eight glasses or so... Tiger? Wanna start? Tiger: Sighs, and scoops up his quarter. He counts backwards in his head, and is incredibly focused. Gathering his energy, he rears back, and lets the quarter fly Falcon: ... Tini: Wow. Ive never seen a quarter just hit the table and stick like that. It didnt even try to bounce. Tiger: Sighs, scoops up his glass, and takes a sip Ugh... Falcon: Finish it... Tiger: Glares at him, and then finishes the drink in one gulp UGH! The game goes around five more people, each missing their respective quarter shots and drinking down their glasses. Most of the attempts are so bad you cant even tell what glass theyre aiming at. Now its Woodys turn Woody: Closes his eyes, and bounces his quarter directly into Tigers glass Hey! I got it! Tiger: Oh god damnit... finishes his second drink. Its now his turn again, he picks up his quarter again, and bounces it yet again. He misses Oh god DAMNIT... Royce: I think we know whos getting knocked out of this one first... Tiger: Oh shut up. The game moves to Tini, who bounces it towards Royces glass. It goes wild and lands in Griffons Griffon: Aw hell... quickly downs his drink. Royce misses her attempt at Tinis glass, and Falcon misses his attempt at Tiger. Griffon sinks one into Tinis Griffon: Hah! Got ya back! Tini: Mutters Yeah yeah... takes her drink Pac: All right... sinks his quarter into Tigers Boo yah! Tini: Looks over at him Did you just say Boo Yah? Pac: Uh, yes. Why? Tini: Hehe. Ive always wanted to meet an eternal virgin. Pac: Oh shut up... Tini: Can I have your autograph? Pac: SHUT UP! Woody: Closes his eyes again, and wants again sinks a perfect shot into Tigers glass Tiger: Oh fuck you... Woody: Hehe. Glug glug... Tiger: Winces as he drinks his Ugh... he scoops up his quarter to take a shot, but is noticably affected by his drinks. His eyes nearly cross when he bounces his quarter back towards Woody. It lodges into a crack and stays there Damnit! The group snickers as Tiger finishes yet another drink Tini: Misses her shot at Royce Royce: Misses her shot at Tini Woody: Could someone shoot one at me? Im getting pretty thirsty here... Falcon: Scores with his shot at Tiger Hehe! Tiger: Slowly nurses his drink down Griffon: Drops his quarter before he gets to bounce it. Apparently doesnt handle his liqour well. He simply nods and finishes his drink, spilling a bit Pac: Shoots a quick glare at Tini, and tries to bounce his quarter into her glass. He misses, and she sticks her tongue out at him Bitch... Woody: I think Tigers glass has a magnet in it. Screw it, I feel bad for ya... Woody closes his eyes, and tries to bounce one into Royces glass. It takes a nasty bounce and shoots back, directly into... Tiger: ...Tigers glass* Oh god DAMNIT! Angrily downs his drink, then scoops up his quarter. He tries to skip it like a rock into Pacs glass. It catchs a crack in the table and flies straight back, landing directly in his as-yet unfilled glass Tini: Woah Royce: That was fuckin cool Tiger: ...... Falcon: That means you have to drink two. Tiger: Waits for his first to be filled, and drinks it Ergh... drinks the second ERGH! Falcon: Dude, for your health, Id stop now... Woody: Cmon, someone aim at my glass! Im THIRSTY... The entire group is relatively tipsy. Most people have had three, Falcon has had only two, Tiger has had god-knows-how many. The only one to not have taken a drink yet is Woody Tini: Misses her shot at Royce Royce: Misses her shot at Tini Falcon: Glances a near miss off the side of Tigers glass Ah crap... takes his drink Griffon: Takes a shot that lands somewhere on the other side of the room. He gets halfway through his drink before collapsing onto the floor Falcon: Jesus, what a Nancy... Pac: Skips one into Falcons Ha! Falcon: Ah fuck... drinks, spilling a bit Tini: Whispers to Royce I think Nancy here is getting a little smashed Royce: Giggles and nods Woody: You know what, screw you people. Im thirsty. Tosses his quarter absently over his left shoudler. It glances off a wall, the floor, bounces up and smacks into Tigers forehead, which is directly in front of his glass as his chin is on the top of the table. The quarter bounces into the glass Tiger: Ugggggggggggh... takes his drink, then picks up his quarter Group: Leans in expectantly Tiger: Ah fuck it. Slams his quarter down, and downs his drink. A moment later, his chin is down on the table, and doesnt come back up. Hes out of it. Tini: That took longer than I expected... hits her shot in Royces Royce: Hits her shot into Tinis They both drink Falcon: I dont even know who to aim at anymore... Woody: Me! Please me! I need a drink, damnit! Falcon: .....hits one in Royces Woody and Royce: Fucker! Royce drinks Tini: Hehe, you look cute when your drinking. Royce: Giggles Yank tho. Er... Thank you. Giggles again Pac: Is watching them with great interest, and manages to pop one into Tinis glass Yes! Tini: Drinks, managing to spill a good deal of it on Royces jeans. Neither of them seem to notice, but Pac certainly does Woody: ...you know, this time, Im not even bouncing it. Goes to set it down flat on the table, but Tiger rolls off the side of his chair and bumps his leg, causing him to drop it early. It takes a long arc into Falcon’s drink Falcon: Slowly tries to nurse it back, but falls backwards in his chair, and flips over. He stays down Woody: Damnit! Damnit damnit damnit! Tini: Misses her shot at Royce Royce: Misses her shot at Tini Tini: Thanks for not getting it in mine... Royce: Thanks for not getting it in mine! The two hug. Pac raises out of his chair to see Pac: Misses a shot into Royces Fuck! Takes a drink Woody: Goes to hurl his quarter as hard as he can in the opposite direction, but it slips out of his fingers and falls straight back into Royces cup ........ Pac: Nice! Way to go Woody! Woody: Simply sighs Royce: Takes her drink. For some reason, Tini and her never released the hug, probably because theyre too out of it to try, and that makes it difficult Tini: Misses her shot at Royce Royce: Misses her shot at Tini Tini: Awww! Your so sweet! Royce: Giggles You are! The two sink deeper into hug, and for a second their faces brush. Pac actually climbs up onto the table for a better look as it seems they might kiss, but the second they close their eyes they sink into sleep, and fall onto the floor Pac: NO! NO GOD DAMNIT NO! NOOO! I was SO CLOSE! IT WAS SO FUCKIN CLOSE! DAMNIT! Pac rears back and slams all his weight down upon the table, not realizing how poorly it was constructed. It splinters easily, and he collapses to the floor, bumping his head and knocking himself unconsious Woody: Uh... I guess I win? At least I get to drink now... Looks to the bottles of Jack Daniels, which have been broken and spread out across the floor Woody: Oh son of a BITCH... Cutscene The next morning Woodson: Is comfortably reading a newspaper sipping coffee, well rested and without the slightest hint of a hangover* Tiger: Has his head buried under a pillow, and is frantically pushing the cushion harder and harder down to escape the evil monster known as the sun Tini is bushing her teeth in the bathroom, staring into the mirror. Crammed beside her is Royce, who is combing her disheveled hair. In the mirror, we see Pac walk in behind them Pac: You two were so into each other last night... Tini: Eye twitches Excuse me? Pac: Oh, like you dont remember. You were this close to lezzing out all over the place Royce: Oh yeah right you pervert! Tini: Yeah! We cant stop you from having your sick twisted fantasies, but dont TELL us about them! They simultaneously shove Pac, who veers backward and collapses into a bath tub, landing right on top of Griffon who had crawled into it during the middle of the night to get some sleep Griffon: Ugh! Snorts, and opens his eyes, then looks at Pac in horror Oh my god! PLEASE tell me we didnt... Pac: Huh? No! Quickly climbs out of the tub and brushes himself off Griffon: Oh, Im sorry... I didnt mean to sound so upset... I mean, it wouldnt be that horrible if we- Pac: Covers his ears and flees from the room SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP! Falcon: In the living room, watches Pac run by and out of the apartment. He is trying to pull the pillow away from Tiger to expose him to the light Cmon, get up ya pussy! Tiger: ...will... kill... you...