catch-all: chuuya.

[tootsiepop]

i'll add a shitpost when im not half asleep tbh rip

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w1, thursday

[tootsiepop]

[... There's a certain degree of deja vu on Connor's behalf as he steps into the bar, but. It's fine. Everything is fine? It's all fine. He can't really order a drink for himself, so he's mostly exploring to make sure nothing new has appeared in the last couple of days. It's then that he spots Chuuya being... Chuuya, and proceeds to approach him.]

Good evening.

[wyd.]

[goatsongs]

Is it evening already?

[Yes. Yes it is, and Chuuya has once again had too much to drink.]

Eh, whatever. You here to drink?

[tootsiepop]

Yes, it is.

[Hm. Bad! He doesn't even need access to his investigative software in order to know that Chuuya's had uno drink too many.]

I cannot drink. [Because. No stomach.] However, if I'm allowed to make an observation— I think this may be a good stopping point for you.

[goatsongs]

[more than uno.]

It's none of you business how much I've had.

[tootsiepop]

I'm afraid I'll have to disagree.

[Chuuya, please.]

[goatsongs]

That's a club you can join.

[He keeps eye contact as he has another swig.]

[tootsiepop]

Really? [IN THE MOST EARNEST TONE.] Where?

[Is he being serious or not? We just don't know.]

[goatsongs]

[he's either bad at sarcasm or really incredibly good at it.]

In hell.

[tootsiepop]

[Hm.]

In that case, I'm afraid I won't be able to apply for membership.

[goatsongs]

Too bad. Keep it in mind if you ever end up there.

[do androids dream of electric purgatory]

[tootsiepop]

That will be impossible, unfortunately. There's no such thing as an afterlife for androids.

[goatsongs]

How do you know? You met android ghosts?

[tootsiepop]

Isn't it obvious? Machines don't have souls.

[goatsongs]

Can you prove they don't?

[tootsiepop]

Conversely: What about that bottle you're nursing? Does it have a soul?

[goatsongs]

[Chuuya looks at the bottle very seriously for a minute, as if it might reveal whether or not it had a soul if he just stared at it harder.]

Probably would if it got old enough.

[tootsiepop]

[CH...UUYA..............

So Connor's quiet for a beat, staring at him

before he just

casually reaches over

and tries to swipe the bottle of booze.]

[goatsongs]

[he has mythological precedent for this??]

Hey!

[Chuuya attempts to keep a hold of it, but Chuuya's arms are not made of metal so he will probably fail at this.]