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What did drink last night?!?! (Dustin Smith's arrival)

Posted July 29, 2020, 10:32 p.m. by Civilian Louis Harvatt (Ship Administrator/21st Century Human) (Louis Harvatt)

Posted by Civilian Dustin Smith (21st Century Human) in What did drink last night?!?! (Dustin Smith’s arrival)
“Things couldn’t be looking any better, yeah the eval went great.... mmhm.. yeah once it stops raining I can carry it up stairs. I’ll be home in about an hour honey, talk to you then.” Dustin hung up the phone and tossed it into the passenger seat. After a humid afternoon it was finally time to call it a day and retreat to the confines of his bedroom to watch TV with his daughter and waste another evening blankly staring at a computer screen. At least there he could read the desperate cries for attention and reply with nightmare fueled gifs for a good laugh. Odd how fast the thunderstorm rolled in, cracking booms, and flashes of blue light constantly flashing above.

“I hope she doesn’t expect me to stop at the store to pick up anything, such a crappy day to go stand in Wally World for some stale taco shells…” Surprisingly enough the call never came. Eventually Dustin pulled into the driveway and hurried inside to avoid getting drenched as he was met by his wife who had been preparing dinner. “I need to talk to you..” she said.

Immediately he panicked, “What.. did I forget to do something?”

“No” she said, “Its about your daughter, shes grounded to her room with no electronics, no talking toys, and no tv til i’m good and satisfied.” After a short while to calm herself Katelyn explained the events of her day as Dustin fell in beside her to finish making dinner.

After dinner, Dustin helped clear the table before checking on his daughter who had fallen fast asleep. “Since it looks like a quiet evening i’m gonna hop on the Star Wars chat and poke fun at Jakie and Micha for a while.” Evidently the demented duo had been spending all day working on some kind of banner for their novel page and it didn’t hurt to help out a little.

Sitting down to his PC Dustin cracked open a refreshing beverage to relax, the fizzy barley infused bubbles rolling over his parched lips felt like a small triumph after a long day. It was then that his PC seemed to be having a meltdown, the dreaded blue screen of death taking over his monitor. “No no no nonono NONONO” Dustin slapped the side of his PC in a colorful display of the English language as the computer began to whine. Reaching its climax the PC popped in a blinding flash, BONG was the last sound he remembered as he questioned why a frying pan landed on his head....

Dustin, USA

OOC: Okay wow great intro post there Dustin I love it! Time for me to pop my storyteller Hat on - Louis


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