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So it would appear that the High Inquisitor is no longer gracing us with his presence. An unfortunate event indeed.
It is perhaps a little late to point out that the majority of you acted with absolute disregard for common sense, so I'll spare you the lecture for now. Though I do wonder if etiquette lessons are necessary.

On that note, I will announce that the wedding is now unnecessary and is in fact, cancelled. If you hadn't figured out why by now, there's no hope for you. Of course, we were never intending on allowing it to go so far, that would have been ridiculous.

I'm sure you're all very disappointed.

[If you are Constance, Bro or an Ampora kid he would have found you and talked to you prior to posting it. Whether you want to handwave that or not is up to you, but I'm down with doing action posts here.]

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Me too!
[Murdoc snorts laughing, wobbling along and rushing forward to brace himself against the wall. For some reason everything is super fucking funny, especially the fact that he feels like he's going to float away. That must be why walking is hard.] S'probably the booze.

[He pushes himself through the bedroom door and practically throws Dirk on the bed before slumping half on it and half off it himself.] Fuck.

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Or maybe it's 'cuz you're holdin' me... But maybe the booze made me lose weight... Or maybe it's like an anti-gravity thing, or... I dunno. I forgot where I was going with this.

[When Murdoc throws him on the bed, he lets out a 'wee!' before going limp, suddenly really overwhelmed by how comfortable the bed feels. Damn, he could seriously fall asleep really easily right now. He drags his head up though, when he hears Murdoc speak.]

...You need help there, babe?

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I don't think gravity turns off because you're bein' carred. ...'less you're underwater. S'like you're really floatin'.

[He smiles fondly up at him as he yells that. God, he's so cute. He's gonna get up there and cuddle him...or he's going to squirm around trying to. He's reaching pathetically for Dirk's legs now.]

A little..

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[Don't try and tell him how gravity works right now. That's just asking for trouble. Because now he's thinking about it, and it's a few second after Murdoc speaks again that he comes to his senses.]

Oh! Right, okay.

[He drags himself forward, reaching out to takes Murdoc by the arms and tug as hard as he can.]

Hnnnnnngh!

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[Murdoc yelps as he's dragged forward and scuffles his feet hopelessly on the floor before he finally manages to climb up the bed and onto Bro, sprawling clumsily over the top of him and nuzzling against him.]

Why're you so fuckin' gorgeous? I can't believe I'm shaggin' someone so fuckin' gorgeous. [He's going to nestle against his chest.] Must've won the sex lottery.

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[Bro just fucking laughs at all of this as Murdoc scrambles onto the bed, because for some reason this is too hilarious. But man that took a lot out of him, and he just falls back onto the bed breathing a little heavily and feeling dizzy. Oh, the wonder of booze.

His arm goes around Murdoc as he nestles into him, splitting into a grin at Murdoc's words.]

Man you know just what to say to get me all hot 'n bothered. [He throws a leg around Murdoc and just kind of smooshes himself all over him.] I think we're both fuckin' rich in the gorgeous departmnet.

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We're rich in all of the deparments, aren't we?

[He hums, pressing his face against Dirk so he can just inhale his delicious man smell. His man smell. He adores him so much, it's crazy how safe he feels against him. He thinks about complimenting him, but the words don't even leave his mouth. In a few moments he's snoring against Dirk's chest, his own chest moving in a slow rythym as he does. Yup, he's down for the count.]

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[Bro is pretty much out before Murdoc is, any reply he had trailing off as he breathes deeply and actually tries to think of one, failing inevitably. So he just falls asleep, his arm around Murdoc and his mouth falling open. Overall, he's quite comfortable. The hangover, however, is going to be a bitch.]