Eddie Munson (
the_freak) wrote in
revivalproject2024-06-06 05:46 pm
Welcome to where time stands still
Who:Eddie Munson, OTA
What: Playing music and games
Where: Temba, Outdoors and in the Diner
When: Early to Mid June
Warnings: TBD
Go Play Outside
The weather was nicer and drier and Eddie didn't have a creepy tail anymore, so rather than being hunched over a table in the diner he's outside in the fresh air. Sort of. It's smoke-y air. And he's in the shade. And not really doing anything super physical. But it still counts, all right?
Sitting cross legged with his acoustic on his lap, Eddie's cigarette was burned down dangerously close to his lip, forgotten as he jotted down his revisions in his note book. He cursed, taking a final draw and stubbing the thing out, dropping the notebook so he could try the new lyrics out.
Go Play Inside
D&D meanwhile wasn't easy to play outside. Papers would blow away, the ground was too uneven for dice rolls. He'd tried it. It never worked.
Players were also at an all time low, and without them it was just Eddie telling a long and complicated story to no one. So he opted to try and up interest in a way he was intimately familiar with- making an ass of himself.
He climbed up on top of his table (a little more wobblily than the ones in the cafeteria, shit), and gestured wildly at the few heroes just trying to eat in peace.
"Who among you has what it takes to be an adventurer!? The guts? The passion??...Seriously, anyone? I'm actually asking here?"
What: Playing music and games
Where: Temba, Outdoors and in the Diner
When: Early to Mid June
Warnings: TBD
Go Play Outside
The weather was nicer and drier and Eddie didn't have a creepy tail anymore, so rather than being hunched over a table in the diner he's outside in the fresh air. Sort of. It's smoke-y air. And he's in the shade. And not really doing anything super physical. But it still counts, all right?
Sitting cross legged with his acoustic on his lap, Eddie's cigarette was burned down dangerously close to his lip, forgotten as he jotted down his revisions in his note book. He cursed, taking a final draw and stubbing the thing out, dropping the notebook so he could try the new lyrics out.
Go Play Inside
D&D meanwhile wasn't easy to play outside. Papers would blow away, the ground was too uneven for dice rolls. He'd tried it. It never worked.
Players were also at an all time low, and without them it was just Eddie telling a long and complicated story to no one. So he opted to try and up interest in a way he was intimately familiar with- making an ass of himself.
He climbed up on top of his table (a little more wobblily than the ones in the cafeteria, shit), and gestured wildly at the few heroes just trying to eat in peace.
"Who among you has what it takes to be an adventurer!? The guts? The passion??...Seriously, anyone? I'm actually asking here?"

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"He's better because he's done it more. You'll get there."
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"...We're you um...were and he close when he was dating Wheeler?"
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"No. We didn't become friends until the summer after they broke up. I hated him when he was dating Wheeler."
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"Steve doesn't want the same things out of his life as I think she does. So maybe you're a better fit than you think."
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"We probably don't want to get the kids here. Though I guess Dustin could help solve things. And he would be happy to see you."
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"Genius would have us out before lunch, we'd never hear the end of it."
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There is no way to make it okay."He'd definitely keep bitching the whole time. It'd be impressive."
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It's totally okaaaay. God.
"Oh, completely. Little shit gives me a run for my money."
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"He gives us all that. My introduction to all of this shit was through him too. He's the one got Steve deeper into the group too. He's just like that."
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But yeah, Steve was better than he seemed.
"I had the same distrust as you if I'm honest."
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"It just doesn't track, right? Guy's supposed to be a douche."
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"I know, I had that same thought too. You know what he did when I came out to him? When I came out to him while he was confessing TO ME?"
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"What?"
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"Sounds like something a bad husband says to get sex and not have to say he loves someone."
As for the other thing, god, what a memory.
"I told him who I liked. And he didn't freak out> He could have. Instead he teased me over whether the girl was good enough for me or not. Didn't push or anything. I was so scared, and he was so kind. Just treated me like I was still his friend. And we'd been friends for, like, a day."
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"I hate that he got hurt, but fuck it made him a better person," Eddie says, sure the Steve of even a year or two prior wouldn't have had the same reaction. Couldn't have had the same reaction.
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"Yeah. It did. He's the friend I always needed. I've never been happier than with him supporting me. Supporting us."
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But the rest? She throws an arm around his shoulders and hugs him. Just a little. He's her dingus-in-law after all.
"It's okay to be selfish about that. I'm selfish about that regarding you and Chrissy and Max. And maybe, maybe just a tiny bit, Billy."
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Because if she loses Steve, SHE will haunt herself.