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riverview2018-09-19 12:25 am
madeupnames) wrote in riverview2018-09-19 12:25 am
video. un: p.parker | don't drink and vlog, people
WOOOOOO—
[THUMP, CLATTER, A CURSE WORD THAT STARTS WITH 'MOTHER' THAT COMES FROM A POLITE LITTLE VOICE.]
Wheeew — Helloooo Riverview!
[There's a shuffling of feet as the familiar voice carries further away, like he's walking away from the feed. Someone calls distantly: 'Enjoy your glory years, kid!']
Thank you, sir! Where's the tram...? Which street again — Oh! I dropped my — [Dropped his phone. Oops. Right! He picks it up, squinting into the feed; Peter looks — well, drunk. He's very drunk. He whispers a little lower:] Hey, sorry, oops — sorry, it's late and I'm kinda noisy. I'll shut up. Shhhh.
[He staggers sideways in his attempt to sneak quietly, so there's that.]
Guys, I was, like, so worried about drinking? But I feel great! Mr. Wilson, thanks for helping me loosen up a little; I dunno why I was even nervous. I even did the karaoke thing on my own. Like, the thing on my bucket list? Man... It was so fun... I don't think I had that much fun in... I don't even know when. Heh. I love you guys. [He whispers in a giggle to himself, looking around and ignoring the feed for a moment:] I have noooo idea where I'm at... Oh, wait! that's Centerfield Lane, I'm doing great...!
But where's the tram again? Shit. Iiii mean 'crap'. Crap is what I meant.
Uuuuh. Hold on. [The feed blacks out again, and there's the telltale sounds of someone clearly climbing up a fire escape toward someone's roof. He's very coordinated for a drunk teenager.] There we go! I seeeee it now. Cool, awesome. Cool.
[He looks at the feed again, the background higher up.]
So I was thinking! I've been spending soooo much time moping about stuff I can't, uuuuh. Do anything about, so I was figuring... why not relax a little? I got this To Do List thing I wanna get done, and I was wondering if anyone wanted to help with it? It'll be fun!
I got stuff like — [He counts off on his fingers.] learning how to kniiit, surfiiing, learning origaaami... Holding a really big snake? When I was a kid I always wanted to face my fears and hold a snake, and I almost got a chance to, but then I remembered how scary snakes are and chickened out...!
[He waves at someone down below, sounding so happy.]
Heeeey! You wanna hug?! I have 'give a stranger a hug' on my to do list!
['Dude, what are you doing on a roof at eleven at night?!' the teenaged kid calls back.]
I'm drunk!
['I guess I can hug you?!' Peter fist pumps.]
Awesome!
[The kid down below yells back from cupped hands: 'Hey—! You're gonna break your neck up there! Get down!']
It's cool, I've got really good balance!
[He gives the guy a thumbs up. This is all still recording. Save him.]
[THUMP, CLATTER, A CURSE WORD THAT STARTS WITH 'MOTHER' THAT COMES FROM A POLITE LITTLE VOICE.]
Wheeew — Helloooo Riverview!
[There's a shuffling of feet as the familiar voice carries further away, like he's walking away from the feed. Someone calls distantly: 'Enjoy your glory years, kid!']
Thank you, sir! Where's the tram...? Which street again — Oh! I dropped my — [Dropped his phone. Oops. Right! He picks it up, squinting into the feed; Peter looks — well, drunk. He's very drunk. He whispers a little lower:] Hey, sorry, oops — sorry, it's late and I'm kinda noisy. I'll shut up. Shhhh.
[He staggers sideways in his attempt to sneak quietly, so there's that.]
Guys, I was, like, so worried about drinking? But I feel great! Mr. Wilson, thanks for helping me loosen up a little; I dunno why I was even nervous. I even did the karaoke thing on my own. Like, the thing on my bucket list? Man... It was so fun... I don't think I had that much fun in... I don't even know when. Heh. I love you guys. [He whispers in a giggle to himself, looking around and ignoring the feed for a moment:] I have noooo idea where I'm at... Oh, wait! that's Centerfield Lane, I'm doing great...!
But where's the tram again? Shit. Iiii mean 'crap'. Crap is what I meant.
Uuuuh. Hold on. [The feed blacks out again, and there's the telltale sounds of someone clearly climbing up a fire escape toward someone's roof. He's very coordinated for a drunk teenager.] There we go! I seeeee it now. Cool, awesome. Cool.
[He looks at the feed again, the background higher up.]
So I was thinking! I've been spending soooo much time moping about stuff I can't, uuuuh. Do anything about, so I was figuring... why not relax a little? I got this To Do List thing I wanna get done, and I was wondering if anyone wanted to help with it? It'll be fun!
I got stuff like — [He counts off on his fingers.] learning how to kniiit, surfiiing, learning origaaami... Holding a really big snake? When I was a kid I always wanted to face my fears and hold a snake, and I almost got a chance to, but then I remembered how scary snakes are and chickened out...!
[He waves at someone down below, sounding so happy.]
Heeeey! You wanna hug?! I have 'give a stranger a hug' on my to do list!
['Dude, what are you doing on a roof at eleven at night?!' the teenaged kid calls back.]
I'm drunk!
['I guess I can hug you?!' Peter fist pumps.]
Awesome!
[The kid down below yells back from cupped hands: 'Hey—! You're gonna break your neck up there! Get down!']
It's cool, I've got really good balance!
[He gives the guy a thumbs up. This is all still recording. Save him.]
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[He says it like some lame yoga instructor, closing his eyes and making dumb fake meditation gestures.]
Then I can cross it off the list. And have a new snake friend.
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Do you know what kind of snake it is?
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Hopefully not the "black touch yellow, kill a fellow" kind.
... Wait, was it "red touch yellow"...?
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“Red against yellow can kill a fellow”, and “Red touching black: Safe for Jack.
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... I'm sure Mr. Loki wouldn't let me mess with a poisonous snake, though.
[Don't mind him, he's just sitting on the ledge, kicking his feet in thought.]
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[Bev you can't just instruct a drunk person without being super specific.
You can practically see the question marks floating around his head.]
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Your body. Go limp if you fall. It’s what you do if you’re drunk.
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... If you keep your legs straight you totally break 'em on the fall, too.
[........... He steps to the side, a little further from the ledge.]
I wouldn't fall, though. M'really good on my drunk feet.
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[There may be a little 'you idiot' in her voice.]
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I'll be alright, though! I feel pretty good!
Promised someone else I won't do anymore back flips up here, so.