nine wild roars ✪ video; after news of the debrecen bombing breaks

[earnedmystripes]

[Eyyyy, network. How're you all feeling today? Disgusted? Pissed off? Frustrated? Yeah, Kotetsu too. Hence--yep, that sure is a whole bunch of cases of beer in Kotetsu's living room.]

Sssssoooo. If anyone wants to be less than sober for dealing with this latest bullshit, come by my place, Heropa 14. You can bring your own alcohol if you don't like beer, and there's gonna be pizza and ice cream too, if you're a minor. Or if you just don't drink, I guess.

[The grumpiest, unhappiest sigh]

God bless the USA, am I right?

[ooc: Open log to follow soon!]

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[mathemagier]

[Hermann's very obviously disgusted and kind of livid- too impatient for text for once. Sorry Kotetsu]

Because it wasn't enough that we were killing their soldiers. [We. ouch.]

Civilians. What a waste.

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[earnedmystripes]

It's disgusting. They had no right. And then they had the gall to call this shit retaliation. Yeah, you sure showed those kids and families not to mess with America.

[He makes a noise of utter contempt.]

You coming?

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[mathemagier]

[Kids and families, oh god]

Retalia- Unbelievable. Nothing more than unmitigated vengeance in the form of completely unnecessary and blatantly irresponsible-- what?

[His rant is cut short, thrown by what he finally perceives to be an invitation in the midst of his aggravated thoughts. For a few moments, he'd been so side-tracked as to dismiss it as nonsense- an outlier and widely irrelevant]

Coming- where? [His mind draws connections to Hungary and the White House before the context clues him in]

No, no I'm not inclined- I would make for terrible company at the moment.

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[earnedmystripes]

I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to come and just drink without talking to anyone, really, but it's fine if you don't wanna.

[He shrugs.]

I hear ya, though. They pulled this stunt for their own egos and it's crap for them to pretend otherwise.

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[mathemagier]

I'll consider it.

[But he's agitated and he will only get worse with alcohol. Not exactly party material. A cranky, unfiltered Hermann Gottlieb is a complete nightmare to everyone within earshot]

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[driftsintobuffetline]

[Through Hermann's mic, though a little further away. Basically talking too Hermann but audible over the call]

If you wanna go get drunk we can go, but--and, shit, I can't believe it's ME saying this to YOU--if it turns into a party of Molotov cocktails, we're going home.