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dplax · 07-23-2005, 07:42 AM

OOC: a bit late, I had written the post up last night, but didn't manage to get online, but it might still be able to fit.

Nivram

Nivram was drunk. He had passed the night in the tavern, and had had more than his share of booze. Drowning his sorrow into booze, he called it. Unfortunately he had taken a bottle of strong whiskey with him when leaving the inn and had downed it when he woke up, lying in the dirt, fifty feet from the inn. This made him feel merry indeed. And depressed. He was always depressed. Even though he tried to very often drown his sorrow into booze, it never worked. And he also never found his sister. Nothing worked for him. Spotting a nearly perfectly round pebble in the dirt next to him Nivram picked it up.

”Even you look more cheerful than me. Look at your perfect curves. You must be awful proud of them.” – He turned the pebble around a few times. ”Go to hell!” – he then said, hurling the pebble forwards…through the window of the house next to him. Hearing the sound of shattering glass, and fearing he had suffered an “attack” from the youngsters of the village, a man looked out of the broken window – and spotted Nivram.

Ten minutes and a lengthy sprint later, the alcohol got the better of Nivram. He was a good runner, when sober and even when drunk, but when drunk he had to face the consequences of running for an extended period of time. Leaning against a tree he felt compelled to empty the contents of his stomach, and proceeded to do so.

”Life does suck.” – he said loudly and then looked up, spotting several pairs of eyes staring at him. One of those pairs of eyes belonged to someone who was bandaging a young lady, who was lying at the base of the tree Nivram had been leaning to just previously. Luckily the contents of his stomach were on the other side of the tree.

”Oh well, looks like I’ve messed up introductions again.” – he managed to say, before passing out into a deep, alcoholic sleep.

[ 07-23-2005, 07:43 AM: Message edited by: dplax ]

07-23-2005, 07:42 AM	#25
dplax Jack Burton Join Date: July 19, 2003 Location: an expat living in France Age: 40 Posts: 5,577	OOC: a bit late, I had written the post up last night, but didn't manage to get online, but it might still be able to fit. Nivram Nivram was drunk. He had passed the night in the tavern, and had had more than his share of booze. Drowning his sorrow into booze, he called it. Unfortunately he had taken a bottle of strong whiskey with him when leaving the inn and had downed it when he woke up, lying in the dirt, fifty feet from the inn. This made him feel merry indeed. And depressed. He was always depressed. Even though he tried to very often drown his sorrow into booze, it never worked. And he also never found his sister. Nothing worked for him. Spotting a nearly perfectly round pebble in the dirt next to him Nivram picked it up. ”Even you look more cheerful than me. Look at your perfect curves. You must be awful proud of them.” – He turned the pebble around a few times. ”Go to hell!” – he then said, hurling the pebble forwards…through the window of the house next to him. Hearing the sound of shattering glass, and fearing he had suffered an “attack” from the youngsters of the village, a man looked out of the broken window – and spotted Nivram. Ten minutes and a lengthy sprint later, the alcohol got the better of Nivram. He was a good runner, when sober and even when drunk, but when drunk he had to face the consequences of running for an extended period of time. Leaning against a tree he felt compelled to empty the contents of his stomach, and proceeded to do so. ”Life does suck.” – he said loudly and then looked up, spotting several pairs of eyes staring at him. One of those pairs of eyes belonged to someone who was bandaging a young lady, who was lying at the base of the tree Nivram had been leaning to just previously. Luckily the contents of his stomach were on the other side of the tree. ”Oh well, looks like I’ve messed up introductions again.” – he managed to say, before passing out into a deep, alcoholic sleep. [ 07-23-2005, 07:43 AM: Message edited by: dplax ]