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[Otacon did frequent the bars of the Nexus just to drink casually. He had taken a liking to some of the odd beers the Nexus was supplied with. This particular bar, however, wanted its visitors to drink a little more heavy. Emmerich looked up and noticed - ]
Shots Drank : 0/3
[ - above his head. The doctor looked at all the gin, vodka, rum, sake, and all other types of hard liquers that were available. He figured this effect room was the same as the other ones he had been in. He had to fill his counter to leave because the room would be inescapable otherwise. The man grabbed a spiced rum bottle and began to pour himself his first shot in a glass.]
Here goes nothing.
((OOC: There's only one little twist - People with nanomachines, cyborgs, machines, and others can get drunk in this room even if normally they couldn't. Drink 3 or more to leave.))
1/3
[Pours himself another small cup of sake. He stares into the glass.]
Don't see any drinks you like?
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[And thus, he's stuck.]
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[He looked at the counter above the man's head.]
Have you tried shotting stuff that isn't alcoholic?
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That's... Uh...
Want me to bring you some food? I doubt eating beer nuts for three days will be all that pleasant.
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It is kind of you to offer, but I must turn you down. It is Ramadan, you see. It is not unusual for me to fast for long periods during this time.
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You sure you'll be okay?