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Been wanting to post this forever.
[Huey was actually feeling pretty good that day, having recently been intimate with Strangelove, as he wandered into a random room that was drawing him in. Then his eyes lit up with interest as he rolled up to a small table with something glorious upon it. He hadn't had a Ziganov in years so he excitedly opened up the pack of cigarettes, lit up, and smoked that vanilla flavor. He let out a long smokey pleased sigh when he suddenly froze, seeing writing appearing across the wall in front of him and his own voice reading a familiar love letter to the room.]
Hey. Long time no see, huh?
Sorry for writing to you out of the blue like this. I've been trying to get in touch, but, you know, you haven't been answering... Was it something I said, maybe? If so, I apologize. It's just there's something I want to tell you. So... I decided to put it in a letter...
I mean, obviously this isn't the best time at all. But I was, you know, kind of curious. About your... research and stuff... Speaking of which, how's the pod coming along? I was wondering whether that program I wrote was working or not. You know, the one that links our two AIs together. If it's not, I could always... go over and fix it... if that's OK, of course. For my own peace of mind, really. You know make sure the program's feeling alright... Er. I guess you wouldn't really say a program 'has feelings,' would you? Ha ha ha...
Sorry. I'm getting off track here. So, um anyway I've been meaning to tell you something for the longest time. I've been thinking... back when we first met at NASA... those were fun times. You know, living the dream, getting to work all the time with the... the science we loved. Ever since then I've always held you... your... your... research, that is... in highest esteem. No, more than that... I think you're a... a w-w-w-wonderful person. S-Sorry I don't even know what I'm trying to say here. So when you disappeared from NASA all of a sudden, I was devastated. That's when it finally dawned on me... I.. I need you... For my research, you see. I mean, no! Well, yes and no. It's hard to explain...
Anyway when I saw you were in Costa Rica I could hardly believe it. I thought maybe a divine intervention or something... you know, like it was written some where that we were meant to be like this. You and me, the two of us, from now on... you know... just you and me... doing research together... I mean not just research... well... there's research of course... But research can have so many different meanings, can't it? I'm rambling again, sorry. But we don't have much time left. When Peace Walker is finished, that's it right? There's the end of the project. So... what I'm trying to say is... us... Peace Walker is like something we created together, you know... And when it's finished... then we'll ...
... I know we're not done yet. Need to finish it first , right? Yeah. Until we do I just hope you won't disappear like you did on me last time.
Sorry for taking up your time. I wish you the best of luck with your research.
Your dear friend,
Huey
[... He just sat there, dumbfounded, wondering what the hell he was thinking when he wrote that to Dr. Strangelove. Then Dr. Emmerich went back to smoking, hoping no one would see that old message.]
((Welcome to the Love Letter Room! Feel free to "write" one, or just think about it and it'll appear, to anyone within the Nexus or not - addressing it is optional. It shall write itself on one of the walls in the room and be read out loud. Be prepared for people's reactions. Have fun.))
Hey. Long time no see, huh?
Sorry for writing to you out of the blue like this. I've been trying to get in touch, but, you know, you haven't been answering... Was it something I said, maybe? If so, I apologize. It's just there's something I want to tell you. So... I decided to put it in a letter...
I mean, obviously this isn't the best time at all. But I was, you know, kind of curious. About your... research and stuff... Speaking of which, how's the pod coming along? I was wondering whether that program I wrote was working or not. You know, the one that links our two AIs together. If it's not, I could always... go over and fix it... if that's OK, of course. For my own peace of mind, really. You know make sure the program's feeling alright... Er. I guess you wouldn't really say a program 'has feelings,' would you? Ha ha ha...
Sorry. I'm getting off track here. So, um anyway I've been meaning to tell you something for the longest time. I've been thinking... back when we first met at NASA... those were fun times. You know, living the dream, getting to work all the time with the... the science we loved. Ever since then I've always held you... your... your... research, that is... in highest esteem. No, more than that... I think you're a... a w-w-w-wonderful person. S-Sorry I don't even know what I'm trying to say here. So when you disappeared from NASA all of a sudden, I was devastated. That's when it finally dawned on me... I.. I need you... For my research, you see. I mean, no! Well, yes and no. It's hard to explain...
Anyway when I saw you were in Costa Rica I could hardly believe it. I thought maybe a divine intervention or something... you know, like it was written some where that we were meant to be like this. You and me, the two of us, from now on... you know... just you and me... doing research together... I mean not just research... well... there's research of course... But research can have so many different meanings, can't it? I'm rambling again, sorry. But we don't have much time left. When Peace Walker is finished, that's it right? There's the end of the project. So... what I'm trying to say is... us... Peace Walker is like something we created together, you know... And when it's finished... then we'll ...
... I know we're not done yet. Need to finish it first , right? Yeah. Until we do I just hope you won't disappear like you did on me last time.
Sorry for taking up your time. I wish you the best of luck with your research.
Your dear friend,
Huey
[... He just sat there, dumbfounded, wondering what the hell he was thinking when he wrote that to Dr. Strangelove. Then Dr. Emmerich went back to smoking, hoping no one would see that old message.]
((Welcome to the Love Letter Room! Feel free to "write" one, or just think about it and it'll appear, to anyone within the Nexus or not - addressing it is optional. It shall write itself on one of the walls in the room and be read out loud. Be prepared for people's reactions. Have fun.))
HurrHurr
I really enjoyed the passionate love we made the other night, Dr. Strangelove. Wandering into the gender switch room then being scissored by you was absolutely amazing. I never thought I would experience lesbian sex in person but I would admit I think I liked it better than when we made love in the past. Let's do it again sometime. I mean, if you want to.
[All color left the man's face when the reading of such a letter finished, his pupils as thin as pins. Hope you enjoy that letter from one parent to another, Hal.]
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Oh my Dad.
[Hal smiles with a toothy grin.]
OH MY.
[But then he's hit with a realisation.]
.....wait. Gender bending room?
[Yeah, that's not an image he wants in his head. And he can't seem to erase it now. Ohh dammit.]
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I loved every moment you rubbed my nipples and fingered me. When our wet pussies were rubbing together, it felt so great.
Damn it, wall! Stop writing!
I hope I didn't moan too loud - you know how I can't, well, restrain myself when we have sex.
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woah wait.... you and Mom are like....back together?
[This isn't such a bad thing in him mind.]
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NO, WE'RE NOT. IT WAS JUST SEX.
[He yelled in an angry shout, grabbing the pack of cigs then zooming out of the room, hoping that would make the wall stop. Emmerich let out a sigh, glad it all silenced once he left.]
[Were they back together? She was supposed to move in soon but... he wasn't sure what their relationship was at the moment. He began to smoke quickly, more than embarrassed.]
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You never got over Mom, admit it.
[He wrinkles his nose at the smoke but now probably isn't the time to grump at him about it.]
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[Huey couldn't quite get the smoke out of the thing fast enough, practically panting to force it out of the Russian stick.]
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Dad, really, it's okay.
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I know. I know, son. [He hacked again.] We're not back together.
[Kind of.]
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Well, you're at least talking, yeah? And apparently doing more then talking....
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[But deep down he knew his dad never quite got over Strangelove.]
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[That was absolutely true but Huey would be very reluctant to admit to that out loud.]
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I'd be okay with it.
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Its none of your business.
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Just saying. Things were better before you two divorced.
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[The grouch waved his free hand around then went back to enjoying his smoke again.]
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[Hal's hoping a bit. but he knows not to expect too much. Maybe it was just simply sex.]
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[That was certainly a new philosophy in his head - the affair of his wife and son had destroyed any emotion he attached to sex. It wasn't about love - it was just about satisfaction. Huey really does hope him and Strangelove become closer emotionally but she already broke his heart once. He's hesitant to really get back together again.]
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[Julie had effectively killed off any meaning to sex to him. And he was bitter about it deep down.]
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[That was a lot more honesty than he was comfortable with admitting but he couldn't take it back once he said it.]
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Well, she took you before, right? Why is this time any different?
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[Was such a thing even repairable?]
It... [He sighed.] It just is. [Different. Very different. Huey pushed up his glasses, not wanting to think too hard on it. He just yearned for their relationship again. He wanted Strangelove back.]
not gonna lie, i d'awwwed at that
If you say so.
((OOC: Cropped out part of a doodle Drawinks sent me a while back (http://i962.photobucket.com/albums/ae105/cionbird/nerdfamily.jpg). Thought you'd like <3 ))
Heh.
What the hell happened to your face anyway?
[He continued to smoke, his eyes aimed at his son's nose.]
((Heh. Great pic. Draw is the shit and Huey is fuckin' blind. Thanks for sharing. <3))
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I have more Huey/Strangelove pics I'll show you when I'm not on my iTouch lol
Sweet. I look forward to them.
Re: Sweet. I look forward to them.
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