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Night Cap; Nathaniel Alexander RP
Topic Started: Mar 5 2015, 07:26 AM (44 Views)
Digitalwheelin
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As the scene fades in, we hear the buzz of a crowd chattering in the background with random instances of shouting and cheering. The faint hint of music is also audible in short bursts through the noise of the crowd. It's then that we see a pair of hands in the frame holding a menu that reads "Cullen's Upscale American Grille."

The figure puts the menu down revealing the self-proclaimed Diamond Standard, Nathaniel Alexander. The big man has a smug look on his face as he stares at the camera for a very brief second. He reaches just out of the right side of the frame. When he brings his hand back, we see he has a bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label and a rocks glass in his giant mitt of a hand. He sets the rocks glass down and pours himself a decent amount of the amber liquid.

Nathaniel takes a giant swig of the alcohol, a slight reaction appearing on his face to the burn that crawls down his throat from the drink. He stares at the remaining contents of the rocks glass and nods his head.

"I can totally see it."

The whiskey in the glass? Of course he can see it, unless it's the type of whiskey that can temporarily blind a man, but I highly doubt Nathaniel would go that far.

"You know, Mungrel, society nowadays looks down upon people that even remotely have mental, social, or psychological issues. They look down on people plagued by addiction. Drug addiction, food addiction...alcohol addiction, all of it, they look down on it all. But you know what?"

He takes another big swig of the whiskey, finishing the contents of the glass before pouring himself another one.

"I completely understand it. I mean come on, this shit is fucking delicious! And the mental and psychological numbness afterward? Fuckin great! I can totally see why you were addicted to the stuff."

Wow…wow, I think Nathaniel's taken "insensitivity" to a whole new level now.

"But hey, good on you for kicking the habit, bud! Good on you for resisting those urges to get off that wagon again."

Nathaniel raises his glass up toward the camera as if symbolically raising it toward Mungrel.

"Of course, that didn't help much when you made your triumphant return to FIW to face your ol' buddy Neo Carner, did it? And it didn't help you when you went toe-to-toe with Max Rowley either. And by the way, let's not forget when you tagged with Rurik Krychek—and Krychek, I'll get to you another time—the two of you went up against me and, once again, Max Rowley. Gee, it sure does seem like the guy is becoming a thorn in your side, eh, Mungrel? You know, I've heard of it being called 'liquid courage' before, but I guess in your case it would be 'liquid talent', no?"

Did anyone else guess Nathaniel was gonna try and bring up Mungrel's losses or was it just me? I'm not the only one, right? That's Nathaniel's usual shtick, after all. The big man takes a swig out of the new glass of whiskey he poured himself earlier, leaving just a single shot's worth left in the glass After downing the liquid, he slams the glass on the wooden table and stares straight into the camera again, this time with a serious look on his face.

"Face it, buddy boy; ever since you went back on the straight and narrow, you've been nothing. You've been a shell of your former self ever since you waltzed back into the doors of FIW, just hoping that not only would the fans remember you, but that your 'new and improved' self would actually amount to something but that didn't happen, did it? Neo Carner saw to it at Nensai Senjou, Max Rowley and I saw to it at Revolt, and this coming Monday at Revolt, I'll see to it once again."

Nathaniel drinks the shot of whiskey that is in the rocks glass and slams it face down back on the table.

"But hey, don't worry about it; you'll get over it. I'll even help you; after Monday night, commiseration drinks are on me."

A sly smirk appears on Nathaniel's face and he lets out a very slight chuckle at that jab at Mungrel. He stands up off the bar stool and walks off the frame, the bottle of whiskey staying perfectly centered in the frame as we fade out.
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