Dice Shame - 2-88 | 'Out of Step'

Episode Date: May 2, 2024

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Yep, it's getting pretty late. Concussed right on day one. We're down to remember. You guys are in for it. This is the best idea. Dora, do you want to sleep in the bed with me tonight? Digestable bites. Hey, ha ha ha. So, damn.

Ow, damn. Shit, sorry. There's two bites down. Oh, she's interested. Remember when we turned you into a turtle? Red, oh my God. There's all sorts of awkward conversations you could have with Jack. So clear that this has been bothering you.

Don't throw that decision on me. You, you, I don't want to know. I guess water. always needs to keep moving lest it becomes stagnant Welcome back to Dice Shame This is Season 2, Episode 88, out of step MVP this week is Campania from our Discord

I don't know why I'm doing the Red Voice Campania is listening to Dice Shame and they're at episode 45. You'll be here pretty soon. Thanks so much for listening. We're excited for you to catch up. All right. Shall we do this?

Yeah, let's do it. Woo! The Dwarven party is in full swing. And in the middle of the street, we have Doren, Red, Mari, and Jack. The four of you are sat down. at a pie eating competition. Things are just about to kick off. This pie smells good, but looks

kind of weird. What the hell is this? Well, if you guys are lucky... What's a pie? And he takes a deep whip. I think it might be... Oh, it's berry of the deep pie. You guys are in for it.

This is some of the most tart yet sweet flavors you'll ever get into a pie. prairie oyster to me. I'm not sure I'm interested. The pie commissioner clears his throat and the crowd falls silent. As it is, with every pie eating competition, the rules are the same. You must eat the pie without use of utensil or hand. And to be considered eaten, the pie must be gone altogether from the plate, the mouth and the face

Mm-hmm You all must Mm-hmm in agreement Oh yeah, I'm in Oh wait I'm mm-hmm Yes Oh my mouth is watering

Oh right The flavor is Berry of the deep Ooh that sounds ominous On the count Of three One

Two A three When in Rome Red throws his head down on the table so hard. He, like, knocks himself out. Cucked right on day one. We're down a member.

He's pie jumps. And you just, you just hear red like snoring into the pie as he's like knocked himself completely out for a second. Very good. Very good. There goes our advantage. Anyone else have any strategies? Digestable bites.

Ah, okay. Jack, you're not at all taking this competition seriously. Well. You'll be docked style points for that. Maury. So I'm just picturing. just red slamming his head into the table so he's just snoring he's like and like pieces of like whipped cream are like flying out his breath is just spraying them on to you bubbles yeah she well she pulls his head up by like the back of his head and pulls him up oh god what happens pie eating contest do we beat it no oh god and red goes right back down with just as much force but this time doesn't knock himself out and just starts devouring everything

very good he was really hoping it'd be a string round two bites down Doren, how do you fare in this pie eating competition? Doran's like basically going at it from the side of the pie with his lower jaw like on the table. He's like moving into it. Very good. Pac-Man style. Yes.

Yes, exactly. Pac-Man style. Great. And I want to say as we're eating this, Barry the Deep, like it's not actually berries. It's got to be like some mix of like roots. It's, I feel like it's clam. clams like they're clams yeah yeah it's clam pie

perfect but it's still like still like fruity in flavor thanks to some of the roots well that's why it's called the berry of the deep it's because it tastes kind of like a blueberry but it's I love it it's a shellfish red is furiously just like like pig in everywhere like very animalistic and he like sits up and he's got like blood dripping down his forehead and like most of it's gone but he's like crunching and blood's dripping from his mouth and he's like eating pieces of the plate that he broke when he head

butted in. Oh, red. You look down and the plate and the food is like gone. He's like still, he's like crushing the glass. I'm getting every piece of it dying. We're going to win this. I feel like gasp arises from the crowd. Yeah, Murray at this point

she's been like eating it and she's definitely not anywhere near as like as fur done as red is. She sort of like started going, but the problem is like she sort of like her hair is in her way and she keeps like accidentally eating it and like spitting it out like a cat that's been like it's so damp everything's wet i hate to tell you none of you are winners of this pie eating competition what how fortunately well they there are 12 other dwarves that you're competing against yeah but anyone else eat the plate i mean the intimidation factor alone red says and like blood flex the guy sitting across from as he like spits that because like his his jaw is Red, oh my God. She's casting a healing word on Red right now as he's doing this. Oh, I'm feeling so much better.

Oh, that glass really gets in between the fangs. I imagine there's like one dwarf with an exceptionally wide mouth and he's just like eating pie. He's the pie guy. Yeah, he's the one that everybody knows. Was the pie commissioner the winner of last year? Is that what's going on? That's right. Yes.

Yeah. Actually, once you win a pie eating competition, you are banned from participating in any future pie. pie eating competitions. It's a one and done situation. Yeah, yeah. But of course, Doran looks down after finishing his first pie and he sees the wide mouth and he says, of course he's eating it quicker. He's in orange foot. Look at his mouth. You can tell. And the dwarf just turns to you and gives you big thumbs up, mouth full of pie. It's in equal parts, charming and humiliating event to be a part of. Not for me. I feel good about that when

wait we didn't win we did not certainly wants a change of clothes afterwards is what i'm feeling but it was a damn good pie next time less glass is my recommendation but i enjoyed the majority of it yeah and red just project all vomits on the guy across from like full stream right to the guy's face like like comical clean oval just covering the guy very good i'm so sorry i am so embarrassed right now. I feel better, though. Can you buy you a drink or something? It's like drinking in reverse.

Doran gets up and shuffles away from the table. Red stands up knocking his chair over. More pie, please. Pies are served. Alcohol follows the pies, and the tables are removed. The party resuming a pace. With the end of the pie eating competition, the raucous dwarven jig that was

merrily accompanying you drops out the pie march the pie jig and a slow song comes on i don't know how else to describe it but it's a dwarven slow jam and some people take that as their cue to make space for other dancers and pour themselves an extra glass of grog or ale and some people find their sweethearts and take to the dance floor. And Mari, as you're ringing pie out of your hair, someone taps you on the shoulder. Huh? And Elister is standing there. Uh, sorry, Mari. I mean, I didn't mean sorry. Um, would you like to dance with me? Uh, and I think because she's had like a couple of drinks and she's feeling pretty chill and like, you know, we've, we've been through a lot. She's like, yeah, yeah, let's go out to the dance floor.

But don't get handsy. Oh, no, promise. Absolutely. I've seen what you can do on the battlefield. And he leads the way out onto this dance floor. It's a beautiful scene, really. There are like these lanterns that have been strung across the street, the brazier-files.

Fire is casting this lovely glow. The music is nice. Everyone's feeling a little bit of alcohol burning in their stomachs. And Alistair takes you in his arms, Mari. And the two of you start to dance. Is he a good dancer? He's not. He sort of doesn't have his feet.

It's almost like he's in a different body or something. You can kind of tell that he's still not really used to these limbs. It's only been a little while. Yeah, and Mari sort of notices that he's, his footsteps are awkward. They're sort of trying to, he's doing that thing that, like, a really new, like, pairs dancer would do where you're really careful of, like, where your foot goes, so it doesn't crush the other person. Oh, he's being very careful.

It's funny to her. Like, it's just kind of, it's just kind of, it's funny in sort of, like, a nice way. And she's like, here, let me, let me show you. And she starts to sort of, like, try to lead him a bit because back when she was younger, she learned how to dance a bit. So, so she starts trying to, like, lead him a little more. so that there's a more sort of natural rhythm. Okay, okay, I think I can get this.

Hold on. Sorry. Yeah. Oh, God. You just have to sort of trust where your feet are falling. You have to sort of feel your body and just, you know, allow it to guide you and allow your partner to sort of work with you as well. I feel like, Mari, you're looking down at both of your feet, sort of making sure that he's, like, understanding where they go

and that you're not going to get stepped on. And then you look up and you realize that he's been looking at you this whole time. And he says, um, uh, I mean, I wanted to, I guess, apologize for maybe coming on a little bit strong back there, uh, earlier. Some of the things I said probably took you off guard and, um, it wasn't fair to, to say that stuff in front of other people. will probably put you on the spot in a way. I don't really know you that well either. I mean, that is to say, when you brought me back, you admitted that you didn't know me very well,

and that's totally fair. Well, I mean, I don't even know how well these guys know me either, but there's always time. Yeah, for sure. Can I ask you a weird question? Sure. I've been alive a long time. I don't know if you're aware, but I'm three times as old as Doran.

Have you ever been in love with somebody? And this sort of little smile kind of creeps under her face, and she's looking around and she's sort of taking in the crowd and taking in the soft light of the braziers and the little candles that are everywhere and is just thinking for a moment. You can see she's just trying to sort of pick through how she's going to answer this question. And she keeps sort of like leading Elister through these steps. And she goes, I'm definitely not as old as you are and not even as old as Doran.

but I feel like I've lived a lot of lives in the past year or so since I left home and you know I've I've dated I've had some partners in my time but you know it was easy for me to to walk away where it wasn't easy but I didn't have anyone holding me there in that way and I set out and somewhere along the way I met someone and I met someone and they were wonderful and I had been moving for so long and I finally just stopped for a bit because it felt like a place to rest and I don't know I felt like I'd found another. home. And I did love them. I still love them. And I knew, though, that I had to keep moving, that I had to keep on this path for myself, for all these things I need to deal with.

No one can fix you. In the end, you're the only person who can make yourself whole again, who can bring yourself back together. But I really really. I really thought I would stay, but in a weird way, I guess water always needs to keep moving, lest it becomes stagnant. Sounds like you need to do some work on yourself, and I think it's hard to be in a relationship when you got to focus on you. Yeah, but man, I have to admit, when you got big, reminded me a lot of them. Mari, do you think that you could ever love me? It's not a trick question.

I just, I want to know if I'm wasting my time. She goes and she spins Elister and, like, brings him back. And she goes, I don't know. Do you think you could get big and stay big the whole time? I honestly don't know, but I can find out how many walls can you fall off of in a day? And then he spins you in response, which is far more awkward because you're like two feet taller than him. And she's a little drunk, so she stumbles everywhere and then slams into another dancer. Whoa, careful there.

Alistair, I, I had to keep moving before and I'm going to keep moving again. I'm moving too, you know? Maybe you just never had someone who needed to change as badly as you did. I don't know, Alistair. I just wanted to, uh, I've had a few, but, uh, I just wanted to talk to you again about this and to let you know that I think, I think, you're pretty wonderful. I think you're probably just about the most beautiful creature I've ever seen. Well, thank you. And you're quite lovely yourself as well, Elister. You have definitely

come in clutch here. The song ends, and the two of you are standing there, still in each other's arms, and he awkwardly sort of detaches from you, and he's like, well, thank you. Anyway, Dorn like abruptly enters the conversation grabs Elister by the shoulders kind of standing behind him and he says D'estere? Deseer over there, Elster. What?

Look. She's like trying to track me down. Oh, she's interested. Red comes over his other shoulder. It just creeps in through people. Her name is grublin. Look at the complexion of a skin. It's all mottled gray like yours.

She's real sweet. Yeah. She's really nice. since she's looking for a warm bum tonight. Guys, or a cold. We don't know what blood temperature you have.

I'm not into one night stands. Oh, no, she wants to get married. Even worse. But, and Dorn, like, kind of looks anxiously and then scoots away looking for somewhere else to hide. Red follows, Dorn.

Dorn, wait up. Keep me hidden, Red. Anyway, thanks for the dance. Well, thank you. And she gives like a sort of overly flared bow. Yeah. Alistair bows back, even stupider. And I'm going to go, I'm going to go get a drink and make sure that Red doesn't eat any more glass.

It's a real challenge some nights. Give it to me. I don't need any liquid in it. Silicon deficient. He's going to eat more glass. Meanwhile, Red and Jack are at the bar, at one of the many bars outside of. of these houses. I kind of imagine

there's like tables out front, you know what I mean, with like drinks and like the equivalent of Dwarven solo cups, you know? Listen,

I think people have these like front yards, these like postage stamp front yards that they're basically opened up to the public. So like patio furniture is being used by people

like sit out on and stuff. Yeah. It's very communal. And Reds sipping away at something he's like, it reminds me of that fireberry wine, was it, that you had?

Some elvish thingy in Silvery Moon we had. Is that the stuff Torin gave me? Oh, right, right. The cork that he, um, yeah. The corkscrew that I, um, that I, uh, yeah. Oh, and he, I mean, he was in Silvery Moon, too, at Mom's House. Right. Yeah.

Right. Say, there's a lot of handsome men around here. I mean, sure. Uh, you know, uh. That mug dule. I mean, the cooking was phenomenal. Yeah, and you know, you'd want that in a partner. Would you?

Well, not me. Oh. I'd just be like, globally, you know, you'd probably want some. I mean, not you. I don't know what you'd want in a partner, but, you know. Yeah, it's getting pretty late. Yeah, I might go head back to Doreen's, I guess we're staying today. I'll catch up with you guys.

That's a good call. Don't eat too much class. Oh, I won't. No, absolutely. No, no. I just want you to think forward to tomorrow. Yeah, it always hurts coming out more than it goes in. That's, that's, I just want to put that in your...

It's not the first time I've eaten glass. Well, you do you, my friend. Doran's over there. Redwarks of the Doran. Oh, I just had that most awkward conversation with Jack. I just put my foot right in it. What would happen? There's all sorts of awkward conversation.

as you could have with Jack. Doran's kind of... That's kind of fair right now. There's a lot of awkwardness going on with him with his magic and with Torin and that letter thing and I don't know. I just... Oh my God.

What are we going to do about Jack's magic? Doran's like starting to get drunk and like everything is lifted off his shoulders. He's just like kind of on seventh heaven. You know what, Don't give me some of that. I don't want to think either. And red drinks, whatever your drinking is like... Here.

That's strong. Enjoy this. What is that fire? I distilled all the water out of it. Oh, God damn it. Look, Doran, you deserve to turn your brain off, as do I. Remember when we turned you into a turtle? No.

Turtle, Doran. Remember that big party in the Druid forest with Kralath? Oh, yeah, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh, my God. Yeah, Kralong. Yeah, Kralov. It doesn't matter.

Look, tonight's about drinking, having fun, partying down, and finding somebody to turn you into a turtle. I wonder if Mari can do it. Yeah. Yeah, maybe someone could turn me into a turtle tonight so I can avoid that grublin. Oh, my God, she's still looking for me. Look, she's over there. Maybe we turn grublin into a turtle. Hey.

Mari's like overhearing with the magic's in her hand. She's like, I'm going to do it. I'm going to turn him into a turtle. Yeah, yeah, you should turn him into a turtle. I got to turn someone to a turtle. The night gets very, very late. It takes a long time for the streets to empty. These strains of Dwarven music get more and more distant as people wind their ways home.

A couple of dwarves are passed out underneath lawn chairs or the Dwarven equivalent of lawn chairs. We see Red and Elester singing on their way back to Doreen's place. Turtle Doran, Turtle Doran, Turtle Doran, Turtle Doran.

Turtle Doran. Turtle Doran, Marry's got was holding a turtle over her head. Tadle Doran, Turtle's arms are slowly moving

into a hurrah. This is the best idea. Red opens the door and it falls off its burnt hinges. Oh, damn. Shit, sorry. Fuck.

Everyone might speak. Wait. Shh. I'm sure Doreen's up. She's a pipe. animal? Not as animal as Doran is right now, admittedly, but still pretty party animal. Doran, do you want me to turn you back? He's clapping his beak thing. So peaceful. Look at him. You shake your head up and down or left and right. He shakes his head up and down.

Up and right. He just goes up and right. There's no down. I forget what question I asked. Doran, do you want to sleep in the bed with me tonight as a turtle? And his head slowly moves up and down. Perfect. And then it slowly moves left and right. And Red and Mari and Turtle Dorn and Ellister all start creeping into the front hall towards the bedrooms. As you're walking through the entryway, there's a table there, and Jack's sitting at it with a mostly empty bottle in an ink and quill and trying to scribble. And there's like crumpled up paper all around him. And he's sort of, he's not quite asleep, but he is, he is like got that one sleepy eye looking at the paper,

staring daggers at it and there's splattered ink everywhere. Oh shit. Sorry, Jack, we didn't see you there. No, it's okay. I'm still up. You don't need to be quiet on my account and Doreen's assured me her room is nearly soundproof, so party all night.

I'm gonna go put Turtle Doren to sleep. Okay, good night. Mari scampers off. This is a terrible time to ask. Can you have a look at this? Me? Yeah. Uh, show.

And read like watches, Marry. and Turtle Dorn and Ellister head off to bed. And then he turns towards Jack and Red walks over. You look so menacing sitting here in the dock with an empty bottle. Well, Jack just slides a piece of paper over to it. And it looks like a letter in Jack's handwriting, maybe a little sloppy because he's had a bit to drink. And then you see Jack like close his eyes and turn away.

And the letters on the page I'll start to move around and mix. And suddenly you've got Torin's neat handwriting, and where there were spaces or gaps in that letter before, there's big, red, angry scratches on the page so that the letter now reads, Dear Robin, thank you so much for listening to me share my true feelings about Jack. I so appreciate your candor. It's a relief to know that someone else feels the same way about that useless man. I mean, I feel like I've wasted so much of my life with him. I don't understand how it happened.

I'm not even sure I ever liked him. He's hard to relate to. He never had friends. When he introduced me to someone, usually it's the same sort of people for which a good conversation involves something boring like dirt or books. The closest he's ever come to a friend

was a horrible mage to Zan. Can you believe he's still corresponding with him on a regular basis? It's stuff like that that really proves that old saying, right? An illusionist breathed lies like air. Hearing you share that sentiment in the truest sense of the world, word has really helped me clarify something I've been struggling with.

And I suppose this is all to echo what you were telling me. Adventureing's dangerous, so if our friend doesn't make it back to Waterdeep, I wouldn't miss him, and neither would you. Especially now that I've got his dad's name and finances supporting the Copper Cup, I didn't really need Jack around anymore. He'd just complicate things. Considered hiring a contractor to take care of him for me, and I wouldn't want to impose on you because I know your relationship with the Dark Tide has changed recently.

but when it comes to this sort of thing, I don't really know what to do. I'm torn up. I feel like he's put a spell on me and forced me to love him. He's messed with my heart, and now I'm finally seeing clearly. Is there sufficient punishment for someone who tricks you into loving them? I don't even know. I hope it's okay to write this. I'm sure he'll find this letter.

Not that it'll matter for long. I'm sorry I have to put up with him. I just won out of this awkward position with Jack. and read holding this letter admittedly struggling to read it in the dim drunken light is just slackjaw his eyes flicker back up to jack sitting in the chair

oh god jack listen I know like when I look at what that says I don't I don't really think those things but there's some dark part of my mind that sees all those spaces and just fills it in with the worst possible imaginings you know i jack and red like pulls over a footstool and sits so they're kind of at eye level this look uh this is none of this is is true uh

ask any of this. Torin, Torin cares about you, Jack. He dies. Look, the letter he sent. I gave B some advice when she was dealing with her relationship with Orin. You know, Orin was infatuated with her and she cared for him. But she knew that she wanted more out of life. and I said something that made her feel like I knew what I was talking about, which, you know, I didn't. But you're her dad, and she crossed the world to come and get advice from you, and Torin's a man I've been dating for 10 years, and you're a person he's met three times, and I'd have thought, if there was something like that, he had to say, or we should talk about, we'd be able to talk about it, and not, you know, here through... I think Torin is trying to find maybe somebody who doesn't have the connections that you do have, that you two have. Sorry, I'm a little tipsy. Somebody, you know, that maybe doesn't have the emotional connection, the pull over each other, to just bounce ideas off of.

And Jack, that's all it was. Toran, he's afraid, you know, he... What? And like, I don't, part of me, like, it's totally fair. He, he can talk to whoever he wants. There's no reason he can't. You know, like, he should absolutely have a reasonable expectation to privacy and to write letters to whoever he wants. And that's fine. Like, I don't, that's why I've been, that's one of the reasons I've been awkward about it and trying to dance around it with you and whatever. Is I just, like, it, it's fine. He should have someone to talk to if he needs someone to talk to. And I'm glad you were there for that. Torin is wondering if he should break up with you and he wanted somebody to bounce ideas off of probably somebody that felt you know mixed feelings about you at times

I haven't sent anything back you know and I don't plan to the same with B you know I I wasn't there to guide a hand and I think look you're right I don't have experience with Torin but clearly B thought I said something right because it was she that put Toran onto the idea of bouncing ideas off me.

Look, I don't know what to say to him, honestly. When I read it, I kind of just shoved it in my bag and thought very little of it, because I figured in time the two of you would talk and sort things out, and maybe he just needed to put pen to paper the way you do sometimes, and once those feelings are out, then, you know, letting them grow allows you to figure out what you want. But I got to say, your reaction to this, well, it gives us, me pause for thought on whether or not I should say something to him.

You talk about letting him have friends and being okay with him talking to people, but it's so clear you're not. It's so clear that this has been bothering you immensely. Well, no, hold on. I mean, I would hope, and Jack pauses for a drunken minute trying to find a word. I mean, what's on that page? I would hope that's some of the darkest parts of me. I hope it doesn't get worse. But like, I don't, those aren't, that's not the best me. And so I hope that's not the standard by which you judge me from. And if it is, fine, whatever. But, you know, there's the... I'm not trying to judge you, Jack. I guess what I'm just trying to say is, how do you view the way your brain is filling in the blanks here? Do you think it's just

magic? Do you think it's something within you that, that is so... afraid to lose Torin that you're inventing these fears? Is it something that has a power over you that might not be the best thing for you and Torin, you know? There's definitely magic changing the letters on the page for sure. Are those thoughts I've thought when given a, uh, a cursed letter with blanks in it and then blown my mind up? Yep.

I did, I have thought all those things. um but i don't i mean when it when it comes down to it we're doing really important stuff right like even like i used to i used to think my work was really important i used to really like i still do like recording down what's happened in the world and finding all these scraps of knowledge and writing that down that's important but what we're doing now this whole this ordaining thing this this you know even just Gredhog we broke that damn down that saved so many lives if you think about the downstream effects like that's important on a level where I would sacrifice things to keep doing that and I would I would if it meant I couldn't be with Torin but I

could keep doing that balance of probabilities part of he wants to be a hero more than a good partner and that is weird to grapple with I think a lot of what Torin told me wasn't just issues he had with you since the ordaining jack perhaps there's a part of you that's clinging to Torin because it's a part of you you're not willing to let go of. Torin's issues with you that he wrote about in the letter started a little bit before the ordaining, Jack. You've always been a bit of a Roma, you know?

I'm not saying that's not true either. I just would have thought he'd a... What would you like me to say, Jack, to Toron? do you want me to write back to him and tell him that I'll stay out of it or do you want me to tell him that he should stay with you don't throw that decision on me you you I don't I don't want to know I I just look you're my friend first and I I wanted to respect Torin because I didn't know what to do no one's trusted me with this kind of stuff before and I don't know I was torn I asked Mary if I should tell you and she said I should and Doran too I was the last holdout because I had some

weird sick feeling like I should honor Torin more than you but I don't I don't get it and I don't really get any of this and I'm happy to do what you think is best I do trust you I you're smarter than me in this kind of the only thing I want to do is get back to him and and talk about all the parts of my value and all the all the all the ways he's enriched my life and made me stop and think about the things we're eating and the things we're seeing and the things that are happening now and not buried between pages and stained with ink and covered in dirt and the things that, you know, what, all the parts of life that are vibrant, that the colors he paints with, that's, that's what I want to tell him. I want to show him that, but, like, we're not done here yet.

I'm really glad that Toran has enriched your life, Jack, I am. How much do you think you've enriched his? Well... I don't have an answer for you. I'm just saying I think that's what Toran's been struggling with. He knows... He knows how special he is to you. You've always made that clear But I think

He's looking to me To ask the question How much does he get And how much does he Have to feel responsible For your happiness Before he feels okay to step away I

It's not your job I know that You know he knows that I'm I'm, I could, I would tell him, Jack says and takes another pull off the bottle and slides it over the table towards you. Can't get done here soon enough. Sure, yeah, you're right. Yeah.

And Red takes the bottle from Jack and slides it away from him. We should probably get to bed. I mean, you know, whatever you do, uh, staying awake and, meditating and all that cool elven stuff we'll figure out we're doing tomorrow uh yeah

it'll be all right yeah yeah uh tomorrow anyways thanks for listening to me rant for a bit anytime it's what I'm good for ha ha

red stands up like pushed the stool back how's the tummy with the glass doing all right oh great it's always it's always the next day, as you said, aptly. But, you know, hurts going in and hurts going out. Like a relationship.

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