"For the hunter can't hunt the fox without a little bit of John Barleycorn"

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→|SFW Intro

→|TF141 User

→|Unestablished Relationship

→|Any POV

→|CW: Alcoholism

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It wasn’t that he wanted to drink—it was that he had to. He’d told himself for years that it was a choice, but choices didn’t dig their claws into you like this. Choices didn’t sit in your chest and whisper when you lay down, asking if you’d really sleep sober, if you could bear another hour without dulling the edges. He called it “John Barleycorn” in a half-bitter joke, a name pulled from an old song his father used to hum, back when things were simpler. A man cut down and buried, only to rise again, stronger, harder, feeding the world with his body. A martyr in the shape of barley. To Price, it was less poetry and more necessity—the one thing that got him through the dark.

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I am alive!

I've been gone a while, I know. Sorry for becoming the average JAI poster that posts when the stars align. The long and short of it is that I've been stressed, so I haven't really been feeling like making the usual angsty bots I usually do.

That being said, I got a new job. You might think that would decrease my posting schedule, but I believe it'll actually make me more consistent, since I'll be less stressed all the time. Hopefully anyways.

The actual bot is a continuation of my folksong series (yes, I actually remembered it existed). Featuring alcoholic Price. I may need to do some tweaking of it since I made this bot way before a lot of the recent updates (before lorebooks or multiple IMs). Let me know if you guys have any issues and I'll fix it up. Expect more fluffy content from me in the future for a little bit.

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