Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25129884-20150927000713/@comment-26044791-20151002063904

God Relen loved booze. The soft trickle, the burning musk, the mind-numbing throb of it. "Sir, you shouldn't be drinking so much!" Said Javelin (original Javelin, not Javelin-002). "Shuddup!" Slurred Relen, "You can't stop me! You're just a little buzz in my ear!" It had been years since Relen had seen anybody who wasn't a native of the Great Jungle, his only companion was Javelin, Michael's old AI, he didn't even have a body for Javelin, only a mind chip for him to inhabit. "Sir, the life retainers won't hold through if you drink this much!" But Relen didn't listen, he was already nodding off.