pc catchall | homophonic | netzach

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      OBLOMOV.      

oblomov.
netzach.

❝ Now or never! 'To be or not to be!'"—Oblomov raised himself from his chair a little, but failing to find his slippers with his feet at once, sat down again. ❞

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[abstractart]

[he's poking around the venue, in no real hurry... he seems about done with an initial inspection, which he concludes with a sigh as he slumps into a seat at the closest table.]

I didn't think being dead was going to come with being sober, man...

[metacognition]

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this makes fei du laugh when he overhears it, because he can't help it. ]

Tell me about it - what I wouldn't give for a glass of wine.

[abstractart]

Or at least a beer.

[he rests an arm on the table, propping his head up on one hand. the other arm is just lazily draped across the tabletop.]

I haven't found anything.

[metacognition]

[ ah... a kindred spirit. he comes to lean against the table, sticking his hands in his pockets. ]

Maybe whenever those barriers lower, we'll find a bar. For now, it seems the entertainment here is PG-13 at best.

[abstractart]

Ugh...

[this is the woooorst.]

Dunno why we have to suffer if we're already dead.