sailor (#453)(an instance of Generic Automaton made by Tarquin)Sailor is polishing his nails on the lapels of his glen plaid suit. He whistles a little tune through his shiny, yellow teeth. [ drug ] drugs the sailor. Sailor pulls out a lead tube. He cuts one end of the tube with a little curved knife. A black mist pours out and hangs in the air like boiling fur. The Sailor's face dissolves. His mouth undulates forward on a long tube and sucks in the black fuzz, vibrating in supersonic peristalsis dissappears in a silent, pink explosion. [ talk ] talks to sailor. The sailor leans over and says to visitor in his dead junky whisper, "With veins like that, Kid, I'd have myself a time." Go to location of this object, Meet Cafe. |