047. Houses of the Holy

[samson]

[Brock's dumb cabin is missing a wall.

Again.

This isn't that unusual. Shit happens to the cabin with such frequency that sometimes he wonders why the hell he even built it in the first place. But this time, there are no bullet holes everywhere; there is no car sticking halfway out of the thing. There's just a missing wall, with log rubble (?) around it, pushed to the sides.

And Brock is standing there, covered in dust and dirt, clutching a hammer in one hand and the journal in the other, tools scattered on the ground around him. There's also a dog wandering the ruins but Brock's not really paying attention to that. Too busy staring at the horror he has wrought on his own cabin.

Because: he was going to build a fireplace but then he realized he doesn't know how to build a fireplace.

He did not think this through.]

Damn it.

[Hey look, Brock is dictating into the journal. He sounds a little tired and annoyed, but also embarrassed. Kind of. As much as he can be, anyway.]

So ... does anyone know anything about like ... masonry, or ...

[Harmony]
[AND LATER......... he makes a filter to Harmony yeahhhh!!!!]

So, hey. I wanted to talk to you about, uh ... something.

[ooc. open over the journal ofc and also in the woods/by brock's cabin if you happen to be over there for whatever reason!!]

Comments

[mal_addict]

Again? Really?

[samson]

[DEFENSIVELY] No, it's a different ... thing. Kind of.

I did it on purpose this time.

[mal_addict]

[Brock what]

...Why would you do it yourself?

[samson]

I wanted to put a fireplace in. Like ... a chimney and whatever ...

[mal_addict]

And you...destroyed your cabin while doing it?

Brock, I think you need to understand what building means. It means you add to something, not take away.

Brock :D

[iamdamnloyal]

Hi! What's up?

[samson]

Hey -- shut up. I needed to knock down the wall to put this thing in.

I just don't know how to put this thing in.

Harmony!!!

[samson]

Okay, this is kind of ... like, awkward. But you're pretty much the most normal woman I know, so ...

[You can do it, Brock. BE STRONG. Talk about your feelings and concerns like a little girl.]

Molotov's been acting ... weird ... since that fairy thing. I don't know if you have any ideas why.

Brock <3

[iamdamnloyal]

Are you sure it's not about her bears? She seemed really upset about that.

Harmonyyyyy

[samson]

I thought she was okay now ... I mean, she went to that party. But she's been avoiding me since then, so I dunno. Maybe she got pissed about it again.

[assassino]

[Lots of other guys would tiptoe around Brock after kissing his wife, but not Ezio. Ezio doesn't consider kissing infidelity (even if he knows Brock and Molotov will) so Ezio doesn't really give a fuck.

I mean, he's not going to mention it, but sure, he's not bothered.]

Not a thing, Samson. What did you do?

[iamdamnloyal]

Did you do anything at the party? I mean, it was sort of weird with fairy wine and masks and dancing... and I think there was a chocolate fountain.

i can't compete with that, harmony forever

[samson]

I don't think so. [I mean. They kind of made out a little and he may have gotten drunkenly pissed at her for being too tired to receive oral sex, but..........]

She got kind of drunk, though. Maybe she's like embarrassed or something?

[samson]

[Yeah, Ezio won't mention it just like he won't mention Molotov being a virgin, huh? Ezio.

No, it's fine. Brock is completely unaware anything happened.]

I wanted to put a fireplace in my cabin, but it looks like I'm gonna have to go to the library or something.

google: "how do people make things out of stone". first hit: minecraft.

[assassino]

[He pleads drunk.]

It cannot be that hard. Put a brick down, put a layer of... whatever that is, and then put another brick down.

problem solved!!!

[samson]

[Drunk..... or huge jackass? You decide.]

Mortar. I just don't want to give myself like ... carbon monoxide poisoning if I don't do it right.

totally!!!

[assassino]

[Both.]

Hmm? I have never heard of that, people from my time do not get it.

[mal_addict]

[There's laughing, Brock. Lots and lots of laughing]

Only you could manage that. Only you.

[heloise]

Are you welding daggers for your wife now?

[samson]

[MALADICT PLS.]

Gee, thanks.

coming soon to paradisa, minecraft: the plot

[samson]

What? Of course they do. Carbon monoxide is like, a type of ... air ... that happens when you burn something. [casually dumbs this down, what is Renaissance era science even]

[samson]

I was trying to build a fireplace for her. But probably she'd like the daggers better.

like a weirder version of lego: the plot.

[assassino]

[Huh...]

I see... well, why would there be... that while building something?

[heloise]

And why a fireplace, Brock?

writes this up immediately

[samson]

No, no, I mean after I build it. I can't just leave a huge hole in the wall ...

[I can't just leave an entire wall missing ...]