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[beauchevalier]

Player Name: Umi
Are you new?: Nope.
Character Name: Angelo
Character Fandom: Dragon Quest 8 or VIII.

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[Whose that dashing guy at one of the bars? Why it's Angelo of course, who may or may not be trying to rope people into playing cards with him. Solitaire? Black Jack? Poker? You name it, he knows them. He might also be trying to cause a bar fight or two out of boredom, since really why not make this boring village a little more exciting? After that nonsense however, he might trying this same stunt in other cafes, the tea shop, any place with people really.]

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[After the shenanigans of the day, Angelo hits the journals for a long needed talk to the villagers.]

You know this town is rather simple in nature, I'd say it very much matches my own hometown of Simpleton. So I suggest we ask these Malnosso fellows for a casino, I'm sure that'd lighten up the place. Maybe we could bring in a few pleasure houses as well for all you lonely people out there. Why not spice up this town and make it less dull? I think it'd be rather fun if you ask me.

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He's leering at you from far away. Also this is going to turn into drinking touching isn't it?

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo leans forward because whoa that Vodka is strong. But he's getting drunker with every drink, this is so different from his usual red wine.]

What language are you even speaking? I've never heard it before.

Nooooo! ....Probably not! Poland is a good-ish Catholic, I can't imagine anything will happen.

[niepokonany]

The best language, duh!

[Oh, maybe this guy isn't from Earth, though?]

It's Polish. Like, what language do you speak?

Well if anything, Angelo will try to look up his skirt orz.

[beauchevalier]

Never heard of it. I speak English.

[Yeah, he's just going to be honest.]

He's going to get himself into trouble xD

[niepokonany]

[Poland takes another shot, and wrinkles his nose a little.]

See, like, that's totally England for you! All like, "Oh, look at me, I'm so rad and I have all these colonies--What's a Poland, never heard of you, totally can't spare any troops!"

Then he wonders why you help America.

[beauchevalier]

[Well Poland should be able to tell from his accent that sounds like he's from some part of England.]

What's England and America? I've never heard of those either. I'm assuming they're countries?

Wtf, did it eat my post?

[niepokonany]

...Seriously? England is just, like, the country English comes from.

And I guess like America was his colony as a kid? So he speaks it, too.

DW pls...

[beauchevalier]

You talk as these places are living people. Who ever heard of a country being an actual person? That's nonsense.

[niepokonany]

Um, you can think that? But like, we still are.

[beauchevalier]

...You're a bit of a loon, aren't you?

[niepokonany]

You're a bit of an ass, aren't you?

Also dude, we're kidnapped in an alternate world where everybody's got wings. Like, you're gonna call me crazy?

[beauchevalier]

I happen to wear that title with pride, thank you. And so what if we are? I'm more likely to believe this than you being a personified country.

[niepokonany]

[He takes another drink, and leans on the table, mindful of his sleeves.]

Okay, like, here's the thing. About what you think. Ready?

It totally doesn't matter.

[beauchevalier]

[He doesn't care right now about talking anymore because he's getting bored and drunk, so he cuts things short by lunging forward and kissing Poland.]

1/idk reaction spam

[niepokonany]

[...Wait what?]

2/3

[niepokonany]

[Wait. What?!]

[niepokonany]

[Oh, Hell no. Poland stands up, balling his hands into fists, bright pink in the face. He's incredibly confused, but not so confused that he isn't willing to defend himself.]

What is your problem?! Oh my god, who said that was okay--what part of "I'm taken" was confusing for you?

[Note to self: Definitely grey-haired France.]

[beauchevalier]

[He groans and leans back in his chair. Oh brother one of these types?]

Firstly, you didn't say anything about being taken. And secondly, even taken people have fun once in a while. Don't be such a stick in the mud.

[niepokonany]

I didn't...?

[Think, Poland, think through the booze...]

No, I so did! You were all "you're attractive," and I was like "kinda seeing someone, bro," and--and I'm not that kind of person!

Mothet of God, Fryderyk's gonna have kittens...

[beauchevalier]

Oh is that what you meant? Well not that it matters to me, I do it with taken people too.

[He does hear Poland's whispering though.]

Who's Fryderyk?

[niepokonany]

[He puts both hands on his hips and gives Angelo the best eye-roll that centuries of being effectively a teenager can produce.]

Who do you think, genius?

And I said, like, two seconds ago, I'm not like that.

[The hooking up sort, he means. Not into guys, since, you know, he's involved with someone called Fryderyk.]

[beauchevalier]

Oh so Fryderyk is your lover, I see. What is he going to be mad over something silly?

[Yup. He sure is, Angelo.]

[niepokonany]

[Would he call him that? Poland blushes again, darker than before. They don't... Do Stuff, but Fryderyk's mentioned wanting to, and they definitely have a thing...]

I don't--what do you mean, is he-- you kissed me!

[beauchevalier]

[Poland, you're confusing him.]

So are you lovers or not? If you aren't, then it shouldn't matter.

[niepokonany]

Okay, one, it doesn't matter, because even if we weren't I still wouldn't be the kind of person who sucks face with strangers in bars.

And two, wow, none of your business!

And three, um. Yes. No. Kind of? He's, like, courting me, ok?

[beauchevalier]

My you're rather touchy aren't you? Afraid I'll give you cooties?