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[tucky]

[If I don't have an active post up, feel free to use this post to have your character call, videochat, text, or knock on Tiffany's door.]

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[audio]

[tucky]

[And now she's laughing.

From beyond the grave.]

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

I can still hear her laughter, remnants of that great spirit. It touches the darkness in my heart that I thought could never feel again after her passing. Yes, I understand what I must do. I will do it for you Tiffany, so in whatever distant land you have traveled to in death you can rest. I shall institute a Barge wide training program - in your name. Truly, you will not be forgotten.

[audio]

[tucky]

Get rid of Zero, too.

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

Zero will be replaced by a special treat - getting to carry me on your back while you run up a mountain.

[audio]

[tucky]

What if you commit a crime.

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

Then you'll be forced to stay in bed till at least ten and be barred from training that day. Actually, after saying that I'm not sure if I can think of a crime severe enough to merit such a punishment.

[audio]

[tucky]

Mm.

I'm gonna enable you to commit a lot of crimes now. What do you think, blowing up the pool?

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

Blowing up the pool sounds like a good start. Changing the coffee to decaf or stealing all the alcohol might be a little too dangerous.

[audio]

[tucky]

Replace all the alcohol with apple juice.

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

That's harsh. I offer a little light training and you try to get me murdered.

[audio]

[tucky]

Hey, I was in prison at home. I'm a hardened criminal.

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

I was just a poor innocent diplomat, not ready to be thrust into this den of crime.

[audio]

[tucky]

That's why I'm corrupting you. I'm getting you ready.

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

You have to be careful, I'm very easy to corrupt. Next thing you know I won't wake up till eleven and I'll be drinking terrible American beer.

[audio]

[tucky]

You ain't even had Miller Lite yet. You don't know terrible.

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

I think I might have an allergic reaction to just hearing the words 'Miller Lite'.

[audio]

[tucky]

Pabst.

Blue.

Ribbon.

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

Now I'm dead. Tell them my last request was not to let you cater the wake.

[audio]

[tucky]

I would've served good cake, too.

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

I can't trust you anymore. The cake would've probably come from a box.

[audio]

[tucky]

Where else would a cake come from?

[This is actually mostly a serious question.]

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

Oh mortal child, let me take you back several hundred years to where true cake comes from. Women making it by hand because the lack of technology combined with gender relations at that time tied them to unending, unpaid labor in the home.

[audio]

[tucky]

Yeah, but then we invented ShopRite.

[audio]

[golden_eyes]

And the world faced a brighter day, if one where things are spelled incorrectly for no reason.

[audio]

[tucky]

I got an oven in my cabin, but I've never used it.

[She's just saying, if you want to come over and bake a cake with her, you totally can.]