thesandwish wrote in charloft 😵drunk pavement

Listens: drinking songs

taking a break from editing by letting them get pissed

You are publicly intoxicated! Orrr if liquor isn't your thing, you're under the influence of some sort of chemical or magical or other whammying-substance that's making you behave not 100% like yourself. Probably in an embarrassing, overly-honest fashion; that's always how this trope goes, isn't it?

Post your slightly-susceptible characters.... if you dare open them up to people from all dimensions possibly taking advantage, that is.


Katalin giggled and lay down on the pavement. She had survived a war, of sorts, and so had decided to get completely hammered, only now she was having a little difficulty in remembering quite where she lived.

The slightly soberish part of her brain wondered if her bright green contacts were still in or if they had fallen out. Hopefully what happened last time hadn't happened and left her with one green and one brown eye. That always freaked people out.

She giggled again as she remembered her orange contacts and half wished she'd put those in instead.

"Whhhhhy am I waiting, lying on the ceeeeeiling, hoping that no one will walk over me? Hello stars, nice to meet you, I'm Katalin." She just about managed to get this out before giggling again, rolling a little from side to side and hoping that someone who might be able to at least tell her which direction to start walking in might come along.