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[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

[oom: Hearts and Minds and Urchins and Feet.]

Hurley step into the bar, a bit sweaty and his shorts are damp from the water.

"Oh. This figures," he says. "How come you keep disappearing on me, bar? That's so not cool."

It's not crazy to talk to the bar. It can hear him. D'uh.

He goes and sits down in a booth.

"Hey, buddy," he greets a waitrat. "Get me a Oreo milkshake, would ya?"

[ooc: Open until the post slides off the front page, yo.]

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[superplumber.livejournal.com]

Suddenly, a little plumber jumps onto the bar in front of Hurley!

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

"...dude, what the hell?" Hurley says.

[superplumber.livejournal.com]

IT'S-A HIM, MARIO! Duh, Hurley!

-- and for no rhyme and reason, Mario is now running away. On the bar.

Don't worry. He'll be back. The bar does have an end to it, after all.

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

Hurley thought for a second.

"Man I wish I had, like, tiny barrels to throw at him," he said.

What? Like he wasn't supposed to have secret dreams about pretending to be Donkey Kong?

[superplumber.livejournal.com]

That's downright cruel, Hurley. How dare you think of such a thing!



Okay, little plumber man is back. He stops in front of Hurley's milkshake, wondering what he should do.

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"Dude," Hurley said. "Your princess is in another castle."

[superplumber.livejournal.com]

Huh what's that?


...yeah Mario just decided to run to the other side of the bar.

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

Hurley thought for a second.

"Hey, where's your brother?" he shouted.

[mnt_raph]

Raph hears the Hey Buddy and looks over the edge of his newspaper.
Nope. Not talking to him.
So he returns to his Sports pages, but keeps his eye on the big guy.

It's a bad idea to not keep an eye on big guys.

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

Hurley tilts his head.

"Dude, are you watching me?"

He has a healthy dose of paranoia.

I wonder why.

[mnt_raph]

"Why, you gonna do a trick or somethin'?"

That's not a no.

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

"I'm not magic. I'm just... a dude," Hurley says.

A cursed dude, but still.

[mnt_raph]

"In Milliways no one is just a dude."

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

"I am too," Hurley said. "I mean, okay, I'm stuck on an island, but that doesn't mean there's anything, like, wrong with me."

[mnt_raph]

"What with bein' stuck on islands bein' all normal and stuff."

Oh the deadpan, how it pans deadly.
He gestures to the front door.

"I'm assumin' you mean out there, an' not in here."

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"Yeah," Hurley said. "Out there. ...you probably don't want to hear about it, though. Unless you do. Which is cool, too. I just... don't want to bore you or somethin'."

[mnt_raph]

"Only thing I got goin' on is a reminder that I ain't at home to watch the Yanks play the Braves in the post-season."

Says Raph as he folds up his newspaper.

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

Hurley is big.

Wilbur is bigger. And rather hard to miss in general, to be honest. He is sitting nearby, people-watching.

"En Orio miulkshake? Whut?"

I dare you to understand his accent.

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

"Uhhh, what?" Hurley said, staring in absolute shock.

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"Whut's en Orio milkshake?"

Wilbur grins at the look on Hurley's face. It's a sane response, but in Milliway's it's unusual.

A tentacle slithers out from under the hem of his trenchcoat.

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

"It's a milkshake," Hurley says. "With, like... Oreos in it."

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

Wilbur is from 1928. This is not very enlightening to him.

"Whut ur Orios?"

The tentacle gives Hurley a friendly poke.

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"Gah!" Hurley says, recoiling from the tentacle.

"They're cookies!"

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

". . . oh. An' why dew yew put them inter miulkshakes?"

He grins at the tentacle.

It tries to poke Hurley again.

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

"Dude, stop it!" Hurley says, jumping back.

"Because it's delicious!"

...yes, he was multitasking freaking out and explaining the milkshake.