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Welcome to The Taijitu Tavern!!!
Here you can relax, hang out with friends, make new ones, or merely sit and have a drink.
The bar is fully stocked and well staffed. So sit back, relax and enjoy being in the best bar available in NS!
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*walks in, takes off hat, then finds a seat at the bar, lighting a cigarette*
I need a pitcher of beer..... and keep 'em comin until i pass out, or i mistake you for one of the Osmonds.
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*sits down next to SDixie and pinches his cig from him*
:P
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Mine Host! A pint of your finest ale, if you would be so kind.
It is nice to be able to sit down in a forum with you guys at last. Hope I do not get you into trouble.
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*Orders a drink*
*Sits near to the group*
Course not Flem. We're not going back. You're as welcome here as you are in #pha.
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Yep...Flem...it is great to have you here. You are always welcome :)
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So. Down to some serious business, who wants to be barman? :P
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Well I vote that all drinks are placed on the Delegate's tab :p
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Yeah, definitely. He deserves to pay all the bills... :P
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Hee hee...I'm sure he'd appreciate that!
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Heh, well, so long as he gets enough drinks, he won't ever know... :D
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That is true!
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*Orders Merlin a few hundred drinks*
Sorted.
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All on his tab of course! :P
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Naturally...
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Now just to make sure that he doesn't find out!
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I'm willing to bet he won't suspect a thing...
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I bet he won't.
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Although he might if we don't keep him plastered around the clock!
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Which'll mean that his tab gets bigger and bigger!
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Yeah but I guess we'll never have to actually make him pay it...
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True...and we might need him to be sober from time to time.
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I heard all his best speeches are penned under the influence... :P
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:P
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It seems it motivates him. Makes him sing I've heard too... :P
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Hee hee hee....yes it does!
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*Ryazania walks in to the Taijitu Tavern*
How the hell do all of y'all have hundreds of posts already? Good God.
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CAPTAIN COKE, BARTENDER!
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I believe I'll have some Hennessy
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*orders some Tea*
Well, this is the Taijitu Tavern. Everything in moderation right? ;D ;)
Anyways I'll just take a moment to make a few browsers aslpode with anguish.
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*Enters, mouth all a-foam*
WAFFLES! I DEMAND!
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I want a drink please, I'm exhausted!
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BEER PONG!
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*collapses in expanding puddle of own drool*
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*Hands Praggy his Belgian Waffles.*
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*Consumes with much lip smacking*
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*enters tavern and approches the bar*
"A round of drinks on me!
*Slams pint of beer and orders another*
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WOOT! Another captian coke on the FNG!
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Beer! More beer over here.
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Oi, a Whiskey for me, put it up on Merlin :P
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Who is the bartender here?
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hmmm last time i was in a tavern i was burning people
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*stays near the fire exit*
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*enters the tavern and forces the inkeeper to give free beer and wine to all*
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*pulls pin out of swedish m56 phosphorous grenade and start to play catch with myself* (it has a backup safety on the grip)
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*tosses molotove cocktail ant The Empire*
pretty, burns rather well
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*releases backup safety on phosphorous grenade while burning like a torch*
Bustos! Catch! *tosses grenade*
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*had already left the tavern when Ran tossed the Moltov*
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*run out of the tavern, draws MX230 and begins to destroy the tavern*
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*Runs into Tavern and grabs a keg of beer before it's destroyed!*
Whew! That was a close one.
*slams another beer, refills his mug, and watches the fun begin*
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"Boy, glad I got out in time."
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*Watches burning debris falling around me through lidless eyes*
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THE ROOF! THE ROOF! THE ROOF IS ON FIRE! LET IT BURN! LET IT BURN!
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* fires on the roof to keep it from burning".
"I´m so compassionate to roofs" ^^
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How does firing on it, keep it from burning?
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*slams another beer and wonders if anyone is gonna call the fire dept.*
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*Watches as a bunch of drunks wave their arms about making gun shapes with their hands and shouting BANG and Argh*
*Shakes head and carries on drinking*
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*Watches as flames consumes living tissue coating my metal skeleton*
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*eats The Imperial meat*
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I´m destructing the roof because a really destructed roof just can´t burn.
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:D
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Mmkay....
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Ooooooo...a bar.....I think I like it here more and more.
;)
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*Comes in lugging soapbox.*
'scuse the soapbox. I've got a speaking engagement around the corner in about half an hour. A quick mug of coffee, please.
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Looks like it's just you and me......hope nobody minds.....here's your coffee
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I'd rather be in a bar with you than with anybody else.
*passes out*
*half an hour later*
Alright. Who spiked my coffee!? Oh my, I'm late!
*runs out*
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*Enters the bar*
*Looks around, proceeds to order drink. Delegates tab.*
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I'll buy a round for my friends. Whatever drinks they want. ...but make mine Jack Daniels and Coke.
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I'll have a can of mineral oil with high-grade coolant, delegate's tab
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*AW looks around...."Uh oh, orders are backing up"
Uh, G...could you be a bit more specific
Heh, I think I'm gonna like you Yellowstone....pours a Jack and Coke
Stares at Empire for a second....finds a bottle in the cooler marked "Empires Grog"....must be it
Pours a double Jack neat with a Diet Coke on the side for the temporary bartender
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*flexes finger actuators*
Hmm, a sliver of burned flesh is stuck in there, bartender, could I have a steel pin?
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Ah they rebuilt the tavern?
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Beer! Beer! more beer.
mmm. It is a bit warm.
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*Stell enters for the first time with barrels of Vodka atop a long train of supply wagons.*
"I thought we needed to re-stock on this, which I raided from the Lexicon Arms, it's on the house!"
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Beer is always warm in here, cuz we piss in it!
Name that movie!
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I need a victory drink.
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For what?
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*looks around the tavern which he unburnafied with his mind powers*
"Ah, quite the place here. Another tea please. Green. Thank you."
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Downs another Taijituian Vodka
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MORE RUM I GOT MY ISLAND!
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I'll take some Johnny Walker.
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/me drinks to Taijitu!
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I'll drink to that!!
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I too.
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*AW walks in, pours some coffee, grabs the Taijutu Times and sits by the fire.
Interesting headline "Family nearly crushed by handbags"
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Really? was it just generic handbags or any particular brand?
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I want some scrumpy now.
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Yoz, all Badasses say "HOLLA!"
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It seems there was a landslide of handbags...many different makes, colors and brands. Seems like someone has a serious liking of handbags....how odd.
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LMAO!!!! :D
That one was awesome!!!! :D
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*Sam enters the tavern*
"I think I'll have some apple schnapps to start off with, thanks, barkeep."
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Hmm... *Talmann enters tavern*
"Barkeep, any chance of this tavern having Auslese wine?"
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Bustian rum!
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A new face please
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Thou hast but to ask and thou shall receive....
So...can I have a hot chocolate with a healthy shot of baileys????
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*AW pours his morning coffee and opens the Taijutu Times
"Hmmmm, it says the founder of some NS region, yet to be named, was found naked and babbling laying in a gutter".
Thank god there were no pictures.....think of the children.
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"Yeah, the pampered brats could sure use some anatomy lessons"
"What hospital did they take him or her to?"
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*Walks in, throws his guns on the table and asks for a black coffee...looks around to see the tavern empty....opens a paper and starts waiting patiently for the Taijitu-folk to show - up*
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*creeping slowly out of the shadows and assaulting Gunner with a customized combat pillow Mk IV* (It's a version with pink lace and black glitter to provide enhanced fun)
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*spills coffee all-over the tavern as T E's pillow hits him* Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh!!! Who did that? *pink laces hangs on his shoulder* Damn it! I look like a sissy! *Walks to the bar* A glas of Vermouth with a slice of lime please! Damn it! What have you done to me KR?!!!!!!!!!!
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Just greeting you welcome in my usual way *giggles and gives gunner a manly pad on the back* and let me get you another coffee
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That manly pad felt good! *throws away the vermouth glas, slides his shoulder back in place and accepts the coffee* up for a dart game, matey?
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Why not? But why don't we make it a wee bit more interestin? I bet a fiver that you can't hit FL's eye ;D
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ANOTHER SHOT OF RUM! *bangs on table*
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*Drinks delicious tuna*
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tuna comes in liiquid form?
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Apparantly :o
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They make weird drinks where he's from.
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Never heard of a blender???
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But who would want tuna....in liquid form?!
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Yeah, lol, It's pretty tasty in a sauce of crushed tomatoes and yellow onion though, eaten with rice and with parsily on top.
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......ugh.
I'm perfectly happy with my rockstar.
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Tuna fish drink.....Bleh.
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SO NASTY!
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Yup, fish is mostly unfit for eating... imo anyway.
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So fish is fro drinking?
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*Walks in takes off rain jacket puts hat on rack and sits down at the bar stool. Bar tender asks "what can i get for you?" "Hi I'll have a shot of triple distilled smirnoff Vodka, Thanks" takes the shot then lights a cigare and asks for another then switches to Smirnoff wine koolers and waits to talk to someone......................*
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No, fish is for looking at while snorkling and for feeding the cat, that's what I think anyway ::)
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I'd like a jelly-fish-shake. And smoked snake.
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Wah...good that I´m vegetarian^^.
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Can I get a panda-burger......and a pisco sour????
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a cherry-beer please *thinks about the beer-orgies from La Morte Subite in Bruxelles and throws a dart at Flem, missing his eye* damn it KR, you've won a fiver.
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LION STEAK PLEASE!
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Anyway, a good plate of pan-fried black pudding and salted pork with lingon berry jam would be nice ;D
oh, and PoD, you missed by leagues!
*goes out of the bar, picks up a javelin, backs up, start running and launch the javelin flying straight and true to the Lex... and hitting Fullhead in the eye...*
There, that's how it's done :P
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Nothing much to say, just wanted to be able to PWN the OOC.
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Hey! i'll buy the next round for everybody!
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Thank's I'll just have water though, with ice.
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Guiness draught for me!
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And I'll have another shot of Vodka. Thanks Barasyth!
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I'll have another beer.
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a Bloody Mary for me mate! much obliged ;) *watches the javelin damages through his binoculars* bullseye mate! *throws KR another fiver* here you go. buy yourself a harem with it.
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Need a drink. Just Pwnd the forum. Keep the rum coming.
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hey u go guys and i'l *hic* *he passes out on the folor*
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*Takes Shartor's Car keys*
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*wakes up and notices car keys are gone* WHERE IS MY CAR KEYS! *notices Varkor is laghing and chops his head off with a ax* THAT THAT CAR KEY STEALER!
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/me walks in with his eye on the prize!
"Vodka please!"
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*PUR saunters in with her infinate grace*
"jim beam please!"
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Here we go again. Can I get a Captain Coke for the road?
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Okay, back from PWNing the forum once again.
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A cup of coffe please
have to go to work soon :(
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More tea...vicar????
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Keep the rum a comin...PWNing aint easy, I just make it look that way.
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I would love some Ginger Tam thanks
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Oh god, don't give her alcohol.
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lots of ginger tam
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whats ginger tam?
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oh and could i have beer? i'm parched...and a hot lady ;D
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damnit barkeep, wheres my captians?!
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Ginger tam is whiskey with some ginger n it made by a small distillery in scotland its magic
Right now though i am going to need strong coffee to wake me up as i am off to work in a mo :(
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You have any Staropramen?
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Ahh rum....you're my best friend.
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The next round is on me ;D
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YAY! Another bottle of the Captain's!
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Jack and coke please!
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screw jack, love morgan.
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Love morgan too.
It's just the cap'n don't like me
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capt loves everyone!
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The Capt makes me get into fights and puke on my shoes!
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I'll take a Budlight...8 of them. Hey didnt i cut off Varkour's head back on page 9?
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Another beer please! Oh and Varkour grew another!
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*swills a bottle of oushua*
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A pious looking man dressed in priestly vestments walks up to the counter to the bartender.
"Do you have any 'pleasurable' entertainment? If not, I'll take four shots of your highest proof drink."
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Well fine if he grew his head back then ill BLOW HIM UP! MU HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
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*hanzac sets the bomb on Varkor and lights the fuse* HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HE SHALL DIE!!!!!!!!! FOR HE IS A CAR KEY STEALER!
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Hey all... What'd I miss? *looks at Varkour, then Sharkor (sorry if I mispronounce)* ... oh.
Barkeep, I'm feeling like havin a Heineken! or two!
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ITS HANZAC!*plants a bomb on Talmann * THATS FOR GETTING MY NAME WRONG!
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*takes off bomb and throws it towards the lex*
hey, i'm sorry, alright? Thought I saw it said differently before, okay Hanzac. Now let me be and enjoy a Heineken. Here, I got an extra.
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ok sorry sorry thats ok.
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can i have the exatra?
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eh, sure. barkeep! more Heinies! We'll need 'em...
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yes! more till we pass out or i blow up the entire tavern with my bombs!
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oh... just enough to get us drunk enough to leave and blow up the lex. Anyone else want to come?
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comeon peolpe! it will be fun!
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Yeah... I had a little operation... So now I got a new head...
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I need a nice hot chocolate before bed.
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Ah... Think I'll have one, too. Nice to see ya, Amy.
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Well, I want a staropramen.. but im not gonna pay for it.. ;)
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fine, i will pay 4 it
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Thanx bud, I'll pay next time
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ok
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i have a qustion...does anyone like my avatar?
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Its alrite.. prefered your flag though :P
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i got a littile bored of the falg
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ok, you like this one?
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Its alrite.. Its your decision though :P
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Coffee!
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Is it spiked?
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It can be.
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Kick ass!!!
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*cuddles Merlin while drinking coffee*
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*Comes in for a couple of drinks before driving away to the South* I guess it will be coffee and brandy, since I have a lot of work ahead of me tonight.
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*hugs PoD*
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*puts PoD's drinks on his tab*
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*cough* Erm....TGR and I decided that all drinks go on the Delegate's tab *cough*
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well, your drinks *always* go on my tab sweetie
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Yay!
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Does anyone actually work in this tavern, or do we just take what we want??? :P
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We just pretty much take what we want...and it all goes on the Delegate's tab! :P
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Hey... That means I can order a round of real Hefeweisen (the stuff they serve at Hofbrauhaus) for everyone!! Two for the delegate!
Just so he'll pay for it
;D
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Delegate's tab?
Then I will have a double Nun Island Whiskey, 1889.*
*Btw, that is £100,000 a bottle.
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hmmmm
*steals dixies moonshine*
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RUMMY!
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and?
*swills deep*
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MORE RUMMY IN MY TUMMY!
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THIS IS A ROBBERY!!!
DOWN ON THE FLOOR!!!
*takes all the drinks in the tavern and leaves*
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*breaks a beer mug over Varkour's head*
okay... Hanzac, can you get rid of this guy, please?
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with Pelusre....*Pulls out a Ak-47 and Aims it at Varkors head* See ya*fires*
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Man... i have been killed in here twice now :P
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both by me! ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
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Now... back to our drinks... Come on, people. there's nothing to see here...Except a dead body...
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I want a hot chocolate....and a pillow.
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... and Herr Delegate, I believe. Here, Amy. Have a glass of Hochbaronauslese Wein before bed. I swear, sweetest wine in the world.
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*hugs*
Thank you!
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y'welcome... ;D
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*curls up and falls asleep*
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*prods Amy* Sorry, you won't PWN the forum, Bustos is here
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MWAHWHAWHAHAHAHAHA RUM!
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taking a break. gotta make sum green soon.
one captain coke to go please.
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Spam!
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*orders fried spam*
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I really want pizza.
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Speak of the Devil... Herr Delegate! Willkommen! Have some Wein!
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ooooo fried spam pizza.. with lots of hot sauce.... that may go good with wine...
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Sounds great!
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:D *laughs* Wine and fried spam for everybody!!
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I need a comfortable pillow to sit on.
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would my lap work :D
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Yup ;D
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sweeeet
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This spamming is thirsty work.
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Barkeep! More wine for the thirsty Spammer in Chief to be! Oh. And Herr Delegate!
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Just make sure SDixie doesn't know that everything is going on his tab!
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SHH!!
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hehehe, as i said amy, your drinks are always on my tab :D
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*zips up mouth*
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:P
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*leaves for bed*
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Night Amy!!
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Goodnight :)
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night sweetie :)
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Night, Herr Delegate.
(Barkeep! Remember that that's all on his tab)
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Korinna... you can PWN the forum now.... I tire of this.
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Alright have fun.
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G'morning......M'Colleagues.....How's goes it on this rain sodden day.....????
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right now i could really do with a very large earl grey tea thanks
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RUM! got a thirst after PWNing!
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Hey, Bustos. I gotta question. Why don't you REALLY PWN the forum, not just the threads you like?
That's how I PWN...
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Cuz thats all I care about. ;) my 1.3k+ posts speak for themselves.
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What was that Bustos?! I couldn't hear you over your posts! :P
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*drinks more rum*
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Wiederseh'n guys! Have sum more rum, Bustos. Remember, teh Delegate's got your tab...
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he sure does!
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A martini please
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leave the rum bottle here okay?
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BARFIGHT!
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okay... better not get involved - i mite die again
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good idea or i maight shoot you for the heck of it ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
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D'you know what's fun?
Being 18 and legal to drink while most USAmericans have to wait till 21.
=]
Guinness, please.
Britain: Highest rate of teenage pregnancies.........CHAMPION!
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dude, its a barfight! *Punches ^ in the face*
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Awesome, I'm Scottish we invented the bar fight. **Gives ^ a Glasgow Kiss**
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dude! im scottish!
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Wow 37 mins in and i already get in a bar fight with another Scot! =P
Where from?
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America, Scottish Anestery
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Pfft wannabe scot ^_^
I'll try not to hold the american part against you =P
Drink?
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alright
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Funny story: after Braveheart, The National Trust for Scotland (Who own the Wallace monument, about 15 mins away from my town) put up a statue of Gibson as Wallace with the word freedom on it. Then due to vandalism put it in a cage ^_^
Anyway what ya having?
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Budlight
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**gives ^ a budlight**
To umm Scottishness!
How long you been here?
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8 days
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Hahah cool, so a semi-newbie?
What's it been like for you?
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1 im not a semi newbie cause i have posted almost 300 things and its been pretty good, nice folks here
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oh, and look for my poll, its under genarl rolepaly and vote thre and leave a comment
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Ahh sorry, I thought this region was much older.
And coolies I look forward to spending time here and okie pokie.
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eh, some Scots (sorta)!
*raises a pint and a fist towards them*
cheers!
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Beer all around cuz I just PWNed
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Gotta pwn again. Barkeep, a rum for the road!
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Back! more rum! Just PWNT ALL DA FOOLS!!!
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Alright, off to watch "CRANK" bye bye wannabes.
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*shots bustos in the back*
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*dodges matrix style*
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*stars fireing his ak-47* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!*runs out of ammo* ahh man!
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*bullets fly pass, clearly breaking the air as they zoom by my dodging, bending and flexing body*
"You done, yet?"
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VIVA LA RESTINCE!*pulls out a RPG and fires*
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*raises hand and freezes the RPG projectile in mid air*
"You look like you could use some rum."
*hands Der a glass of rum*
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thanks*chucks it down* how did you stop my rocket in mid air?
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Easy. Just remember the truth.
That there is no rocket.
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:D
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See rum solves all problems.
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well, i think we have lerned a lesson
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that kitty sinper are out to kill us!
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I need a hot chocolate and a hug.
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here u go!
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Yay!
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did you like your hug?
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Yes thank you :)
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im gald!*gives here hot cholcte*
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*hugs*
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Ah, here we go again.
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Bustos! Spam time!
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PWNT! MORE RUM!
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spammage!
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WERD!
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i shall send my Milita after you!
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Gotta get through my entire army first. Check my factbook on my militarys stats. ;)
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Slide me some beer cuz I jst PWNed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Need another rum for the road. You know the story!
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BACK! need more rum from PWNING!!!!
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*a rebel sniper kills bustos*
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I need a drink....all this recruiting is thirsty work.
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Oh Amy... got some more wine if ya need it...
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Another round!! cuz I just PWNed!
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A rum for the road...
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Back...more rum please!
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Another beer please
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900 posts!!!!!!!!! A round on me!!
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Another one for the road....
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Back. PWNTing aint easy. Mo' rum barkeep!
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I'll take a hot chocolate.
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Need more rum.
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I just PWNed again
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Bartender
*I Yell*
I'm celebrating today.
"Round for the house."
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I'll take ya up on that. I believe... :-\*unsure* :-\ that ambassadors' tab is picked up by the delegate... I know mine is!! :P
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And make mine a double Johnny straight up.
I hope it is picked up by the delegate..... :-\ i left my wallet at home....just a sec. :-\
You take Visa? ;D
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Not sure.. :-\ I just empty the stock of Auslese Wein...
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Hot chocolate again.
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OOOOOOOO Hot Chocolate sounds good right about now
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With cream on top of course.
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Ah... nice tasty wine... I believe you're going to bed now that you've PWNed, eh Amy?
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In a bit :)
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Now that I've PWNed I'm off
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I need a coffee.
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i need a new gun, this one jammed
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Coffee!!!
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NEW GUN!
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COFFEE!
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(http://www.twoevilmonks.org/alias/asimg/imagessn3/312/ashd312025.jpg)
Amy, i sentuce you to death because you have not given me a new gun
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Noooooooooooooooooooooo
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yes!
FIRE!
*fring squad fries and kills amy*
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:O
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There will be no execution of Amy!!!! *sets up bullet proof shield, then buys her a drink*
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Yayyyyyy!!! *kisses Merlin*
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gosh, take a joke, it was rubber bullets anyway.....
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:P
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what was :P for?
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Joke or not, it still got me a kiss, so i'm not complaining :D
*kisses amy back*
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:D
Brings SD a JD and coke.
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why thank ya darlin!
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Thats a double...so be careful :P
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*makes the whiskey noise* Sweet Jesus!!! Ahh yeah, that's good shit...
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Hee hee hee.....*lines up more doubles*
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woooo hooo!!!
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;)
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are you trying to get me drunk? :P
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Me?!
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yes...... you!! ya little turd :P
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;)
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hehehehe *kisses amy and takes another drink*
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*looks sweet and innocent*
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Rum for the road...
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Spam time.
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Mos Def.
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*continues his pursuit of drinking excellence*
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*watches in admiration*
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Back! Captain Coke please!
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I need a hug.
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*Hugs*
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did you actually read that book flemingovia?
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I need a hot cup of tea and a slice of toast please
I need fortification before the delights of the british railway system :D
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where R u goin?
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travelling to kent
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kent what
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Kent is a county in England.
Useless Piece Of Info: My gran used to live there.
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you know, just as a Useless Piece Of Info 2. i live somewhere called kent island
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I live in Kent :)
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supermans fosterparent's last name was kent ;D
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Hee hee hee...so many connections to Kent :P
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im hungry. time for pancakes! :D
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Ooooo.....pancakes!
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really good'ns with lemon and herbs cooked goldenbrown with a dash of butter and a globbering of maple syrup.
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Ooooo.....I want some!
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with steam rising slowly- looks just like commercials omg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :o
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Hee hee...I most definately want some!
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Count me in! Also, I'd appreciate a drink barman!
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drinks all round! hooray for pancakes!
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That's the kind of attitude that gets you places! :P
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Drinks and pancakes!
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That's the kind of attitude that gets you places! :P
booya.
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Beer over please
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So this is the Tavern, eh? It's cozy! ;)
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Yep....make yourself at home :)
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Beef-stake, medium and wine, red, lots of it...phew, I'd say I'm tired and hungry! what do ya know? I thought they excluded eachother! :D
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I'll join Mike for that, just minus the wine.
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Time to give this another shot....a rum for the road.
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I could use a drink, but I have to drive home.
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have ur drink and call a taxi
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A round of beer
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I need a coffee frappucino!
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I'll join Mike for that, just minus the wine.
Just minus the wine, and add a double johnnie straight up.
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I'll take a hot chocolate.
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*brings TGR and K their medium steaks* the piccolo is drunk and sleeping under the table...*cashes tipp* hey, thanks!
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Keep the rum coming
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here ya go, Bustos. *passes Bustos a flask of rum*
Barkeep, gonna need a hot chocolate!
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WHOO-HOO!!!
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coffee please
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Woot, cheers PoD! I'm hungry!
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I need another bottle asap!
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*brings Bustos a bottle of asap* I'd be careful with that, I think it contains egyptian gun-cleansing oil... ;)
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much more coffee please :)
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*chugs down new bottle* It does taste a lil funny. Oh well! *chugs some more*
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More tea....I'm so thirsty my stomach feels like my throats been cut.....
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Two bottles of Auslese, please. For the road.
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hey, yo do not lack good taste in wine. *packs Talmann 2 bottles of Auslese and a Schinkenbrott along with an Apfelstrudel, placing it all in a basket* and bring that basket back soon, you hear? ;)
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Hmm...want a Pizza Margherita. (Maybe you don´t know it, but pizza is the standard food for every computer geek, and the girls and boys from the delivering service are heroes for us^^)
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I'd quite like a bottle of Entre de mer....a rather yummy white Bordeaux....
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I´m eating my pizza.
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I need a blanket and a hot water bottle.
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I´m still eating my pizza.
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You know the drill, one for the road barkeep!
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I need lots of coffee if this week gets much worse it will be the vodka :)
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I think we have one for the "special" padded room...
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*brings basket back*
Hey, barkeep! Can I get a refill? Also, I'm gonna need more Wurst!
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More for the road...
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Pwnin' aint easy.
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I'm not the barkeep, but here ya go *throws 3 meters of Bayer-Wurst in Talmann's Korb*
...now I can enjoy teh coffeez! ;D
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Another rum for the road.
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Are you drivin' somewhere, dear?
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Nah, I have a personal driver sweetie. *A Blackhawk lands outside in the middle of the street*
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sweet! *hands Bustos a rum* it's safe, then. ;)
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I might as well have a bottle. Its gonna be a lonely night, unfortunately.
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uh, what's the use of owning a Black-Hawk under certain circumstances... :'(
cheer up mate! *throws B. a bottle of purest Jamaican*
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I am just that fuckin filthy rich. But "money cant buy love."
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I order another Pizza. I´m a pizza loving geek.
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I'll call back for a delivery!
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I'll have a double Johnnie on the rocks
And a pizza with ham and pineapple to go... ;D
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Hot chocolate for me!
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Hmmm...Hot chocolate....with a large shot of Baileys....
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The Tavern must be cleansed by illuminating fire. Also, The Master would ilke a beer.
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*sits down with the Master*
I agree. Make mine a Heineken.
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Good friend and pilgrim, how might the Master catch your interest in the nothing that only fire might reveal?
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I'm going to be straight up... Send me a bottle of scotch!
-he slams his head into the counter and puts his hand up in wait-
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The Master says: Phenomenon is truth and truth is phenomenon.
*pours his beer onto Evermore's head*
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Deep. Can I have my scotch now...?
-shakes beer out of hair- God, now i smell like urine.
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One for the road...its that time again.
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Back...pwning get easier everytime.
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He who pwns most is he who pwns least.
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Welcome to The Taijitu Tavern!!!
Here you can relax, hang out with friends, make new ones, or merely sit and have a drink.
The bar is fully stocked and well staffed. So sit back, relax and enjoy being in the best bar available in NS!
Just a spot that I need.
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Beverages as such will not fill you truly. To be filled, you must be empty, and to be empty you must seek the Di with illuming fire.
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IM BACK!
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Another Johnnie on the rocks..
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make that 2
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Got anything for a hangover.....Bleurgh!!!
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Greetings! Round of shots on me.
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Well, can't really turn that offer down! I'll have a black sambucca on Merco's slate please barkeep!
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budlight for me!
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Another for the road please.
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Ahh...back! Keep the rum bottle here, hun.
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lwt mw buy ya a round bustos!
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SURE! ANOTHER BOTTLE! ON HANZAC!
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*Sees rum*
Give me rum, barkeep. Now.
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Johnnie on the rocks...double
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heck! ill buy everyone a round!*buys everyone a round*CHEERS!
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I need hot chocolate...and a warm blanket.
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*gives amy some hot cholcte*
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*gives Amy a blanket*
"It´s an exclusive, Feniexian made blanket. As you can see, or better: feel, it´s very high quality stuff."
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anyway, me and ^ dont have dates
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"Shhs. Don´t tell everyone. They have to find it out themselves."
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sorry!
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*laughs*
OOC: Everyone who read the "Valentine" thread in the RL subforum know this already^^
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Hot chocolate! And pizza!
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Anything with more or equal proof as everclear.
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More Pizza!
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Can i have Musroom and Onion Pizza please?(That stuff is good!)
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I still would like a Dairy Queen Oreo Cheesequake Blizzard. I'd take a fifth of Monarch rum on the side as well, I guess.
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Ill take whatever is left in the bottle of rum after you give ^ his fifth.
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I'll have a bit of wine. Spätlese, I guess.
*waves* Hi all!
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Guten Nacht!
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"Gute Nacht", not "Guten Nacht". "Guten" is a heavy grammar error.
("Gute Nacht" means "goodnight" in german^^)
*drinks some plum wine and continues with pizza-eating*
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does anybodt have a idea for a new nation name for me? my mom doesnt like the name Terrazac.
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*falls through a window*
"Wow, i didn't notice there was a bar here!"
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man! he even more drunk than me!
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Phh! I'm not drunk...... :-\.....ah who am i kidding of cause i am!
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*walks in and takes a seat* Hello everyone! Bartender, may I have a Heineken please?
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Hello, I don't remember seeing you here the last time I stopped by.
Bartender, I'll have a rum and cola.
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*Sees Serenity*
Hello there, may i buy you a drink?
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Woot! A free drink!
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not for ya T-town
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Of course you may Dervmark, thank you.
*to Empire* Well I'm new to this area so that may explain why.
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*Buys Serenity a Drink*
Here you go!
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Thank you! ;D
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No problem! its a Dervish way of life being nice to other peolpe
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May I return this act of kindess by buying you a drink?
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Sure, that would be very nice of you
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*hands Dervmark a drink* there ya go!! ;D
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thanks! :drunks:
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Hello^^
*whispers* "Don´t let him drink too much.."
"I´m still waiting for my pizza Margerita, bartender!"
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*Sits at an indigo booth in a dark corner of the room and orders the finest white russian this place has got*
Posted on: February 14, 2007, 06:33:31 PM
Welcome to The Taijitu Tavern!!!
Here you can relax, hang out with friends, make new ones, or merely sit and have a drink.
The bar is fully stocked and well staffed. So sit back, relax and enjoy being in the best bar available in NS!
*Comes in from the pouring rain in a dark coat,sits at the darkest booth in the corner of the room,and puts his black hood down to reveal a pale white,flushed-looking face with an evil smirk smacked on his face.*
"Gimme a couple swigs of white russian.And bring in a case of scherry wine.I wanna drink until I'm singin with angels."
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*Wispers to Nathaniel* Derv doesnt seem to be the one we should be worried about at the moment......
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I soooo need a coffee. Less than two hours of sleep just doesn't work for me.
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*looks to Yangland* I´m still paler...
*talks back to Serenity, with a smile* Yes, it seems so.
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*steps into the tavern, and walks to the bar* May I please have an apple martini?
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"Rum and Coke, barkeep." *looks around at the newbie spammers*
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Cart walks in and joins Bustos at the bar.
"Pint of your London Pride please barkeep".
Without saying another word, he sits down on a nearby stool and also watches the new spammers, being inwardly pleased that the appeal of this ancient art has not dissipated.
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*nods and raises his glass, welcoming Cart, then takes a sip*
*shines the "Forum Dominator" medal on chest for everyone to see*
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*Places sandals on the turtle.*
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Myriam Rivonacci entere the bar and scanned the room.
She walked up to the bar and ordered a couple shots. Who would she take home tonight?
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/me walks in, smashes lobster on table, and digs in.
Mmm...lobster.
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*Looks at the medal on Bustos*
Wow, Bustos. You've done some work while I was away, eh?
*orders a case of Baronauslese to celebrate the occasion*
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Need to hit 3k posts, rum for the road barkeep!
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WHOO-HOO!!! 3k+ posts!! A ROUND ON ME!
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Greetings, might I invite all visitors to the tavern to visit the Mercantilist Smokes & Brews (http://forum.taijitu.org/index.php?topic=758.0) shop for your alcohol and tobacco needs.
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Lighting an apple tobacco cigar he looked to the bartender, "Barkeep, get me a shot of Old Mercantilism."
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w00t @ Bustos
*cheers*
:drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :whip:
(da bar right now) ^-Bustos
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Except for "Word Link" (darn you Vark.), I have PWNed first page and must be going.
*takes long swig from wine bottle then heads out*
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LOL.... ;)
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Hmm let's see if I can misspell stuffs.
(I put that through the spellchecker)
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Interesting.
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'tis a case of deduction my dear Watson *sits down takes out pipe lights and smokes away* Ill have a pint of your finest ale please.
"'tis a hard case Holmes"
"elementary my dear Watson"
"I don't quite see what you mean"
"Whatever!"
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Mehr Deutsche Wein! :drunks: :drunks: :drunks:
"You! B-flat! Doo-doo time!"
*Band starts playing...*
"Haben Sie gehört das Deutsche Band?
Mit a bing,
Mit a bang,
Mit a bing-bang, bing-bang boom.
Oh, haben Sie gehört das Deutsche Band?
Mit a bing,
Mit a bang,
Mit a bing-bang, bing-bang boom.
Russian folksongs and French ooh-la-la,
Can't compare with a German oom-pah-pah!
Ve're sayin'...
Haben Sie gehört das Deutsche Band?
Mit a setz, mit a zap, mit a zing...!
Polish polkas, zay're und zay're rotten!
It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that
Schweigen-reigen-schone-schutzen-schmutzen Sauerbraten!
Key change!"
*pianist stands and heils*
"Ve're sayin'...
Haben Sie gehört das Deutsche Band?
Mit a zetz, Mit a zap, Mit a zing....
It's ze only kind of musik
Zat ve huns und our honeys love to sing!"
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Niice song...............
Penny for the poor man? ;)
Ben
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Danke. Wein for everybody!! (Yes, I know it's morning. But what's so bad about wine in the morning?)
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Nothing, if I liked wine i Would gladly drink it in the morning!
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Wine, in the morning, after a hard night shift.....hits the spot... :clap:
But for an afternoon drink, a little G and T please.
And a round for the house....... ;D
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Certainly gets you up!
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Ahh... Think I'll settle down with a nice Heineken...
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Think I'll stick with an orange juice :)
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anybody here want to take a guess on who it is?(whats up with the spelling cow?)
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If you're a person that likes to a) spam, and b) blow others up with massive quantities of explosives, I'd have to say.... Dervmark!
Welcome back, dude. Just hold back on the spammage... except in games forum.
*passes Veramark a Heineken*
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People keep mentioning dervmark, who is he?
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that would be me old chap and i like to blow the crap out of everything(GD Talmann how did you figure that out so quick?)
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How come you got so many accounts?
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becaause, i keep on telling my pal on what my passwaord is and he screws up a lot of it and i keep geeting new ideads for names.
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Fair play, my friends like that with msn!
You plannin on telling your friend this password? Or is this gonna be your forum dominater, minister, kinda uber big account with lots of money? lol
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If this is a tavern, I assume there is some form of alcoholic beverage available.
So - lemme have one. :P
*eagerly awaits e-booze*
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alright mate, here you go...*pulls out a ak-47, rpg-7, grenades, PKM, C-4, TNT* DIE ROBOT!*shoots the robot, places explosive on it and runs out of tavern and robot blows up* *walks in* that's how i serve drinks!
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Xyrael is back!
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nevermind, logged off agian
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*points at the weapon-totting man*
Hehehe - he tickled my foot. :D
*pats weapons-totting man on the head*
;D
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*drops his jaw* woah..... you must be really powerful....
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Well, I'm a giant Gundam - it's kinda part of the job description. ;D
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and? are you trying to tell me something? Veramark Imperial Army soldiers just wont cut it?
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Not at all - I'm simply stating part of my job description.
& in other news - the "smiley intervention" algorithm:
:) x LOL/! = (http://www.depressionforums.org/forums/style_emoticons/default/cat_jumps.gif)
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Yes, V-man. I kinda knew because of the closeness to Derv. Dervmark, Veramark... kinda similar, don't you think? Now, how bout that drink? you gonna drink it or do I have to lace it with Nitro-glycerin?
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Xyrael's back! Everyone hide and get ready to surprise him...
With a load of drinks... not explosives V-man...
:drunks: :drunks: :congrats: :drunks: :drunks:
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YEY!!!!!.. whos Xyrael, and why was he away?
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Xyrael ran a weapons shop and he is cool...
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awesome, sounds kl, rp weapon shop right? i need a military, have to sort out me budget!
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yep, RP shop for weapons.
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Mehr Wein! Bitte Sehr! I'll drink it straight from the bottle if I have to!
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Hey whos that old man in the corner? wOO FReaKY!
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*shoots ben and steals his car*
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1. I wasn't talking about you, 2. i dont have a car, 3. if you want everyone to stop hating you DONT SHOOT THEM!
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my god, i was joking man.
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I know its just quite annoying!
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sorry :'( :'( :'( :'( :'(
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dw mate
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OMG :D
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sup
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sup...
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(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/3c/Gangsters_piloti.jpg)
(world war 2 Italian propaganda poster, the caption says"the inhumane crimes of the gangster pilots exclude for ever the US from the commonwealth of civilized states."
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*stares intriguingly at the poster then walks over to Ben*
Couldn't help but overhear, mate... So, Cheers. Those were my sentiments exactly... :drunks:
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what ben do?
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I dont know...
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look at last page... and again, cheers! :drunks:
*raises mug towards ben, puts it down to the table, then raises to his lips and takes a long drink*
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YEY!
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*Raises and Beer bottle and he drinks so much he passes out*
STEAL MY CAR KEYS VARK, AND YOURE DEAD!
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I had a car once... But Veramark stole it, now is my chance for revenge! *goes to take keys but veramark wakes* Dammit foiled again!
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Over here... I know how to get his keys...
*throws lit stick of dynamite in other direction to distract Vera, then takes his keys and attaches them to a rocket and launches them into space*
lol... :trout: I don't have your keys V-man.
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Great work Tal! Now all we gotta do is build a rocket and get them back! ;)
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good thing i can fly
(http://brainfuel.tv/postimages/superman.jpg)
I believe i can fly!
*gets keys back*
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lol @ Vera.
Who's got Kryptonite?
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i am like a transformer, i am more that meets the eye.
(http://creditsuit.org/images/uploads/cows_with_guns.jpg)
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God i love cows...
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(http://prestoagitato.typepad.com/presto_agitato/images/cowswithguns.jpg)
(http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/300W/images3.deviantart.com/i/2005/153/1/d/Cows_with_guns_by_Warrer.jpg)
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Great piece of flash work!
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yeah
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you know, for the last 3 pages, me and tuck has spammed the entire tavern....AWESOME!
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I love Spamming me and veramark are like the spamming bros lolz
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we can make a new game!
Super Spam Bros!
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lols with spamaraio
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yeah rofl
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ROFLCOPTERS! all round, shouldn't you be in school veramark?
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todays sunday
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Ahh now I see, americas a day behind us day of the weekwise!
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yep.....BARFIGHT!
*pulls out a AK-47 and C-4*
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*PULls
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Sorry thingy messed up *pull out samurai sword* time to do this old skl ;)
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ok
* pulls out a samurai sword*
Lets do this thang!
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wow chow chow...
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ching ching
this is so stupid
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I know but strangely enticing, 450 up WOAH!
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cool
ching ching * ben falls on floor*
Do you give up?
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Hell no, *ben does fancy flip thing up* swings sword around to meat veramarks blade
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OOC: spelled meet wrong!
ching ching, chow
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LOOKS LIKE ITS TIME TO CALL IN... THE SPELLING COW!
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*batman musics plays*
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:D 7 posts left...
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yey, tuck is a hero member!
*pulls downs bens pants*
Ha Ha!
*runs off to hide*
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*pulls up trousers ('ts what we call them in england) and returns to dignified state*
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*comes back from hding and pulls bens pants down agian and nails them to the floor*
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GUYS! i found this awesome game called Fallen Earth! its not out yet but it looks cool!
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So whats this fallen earth about?
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its a post acpultioc setting, check it out at the website http://www.fallenearth.com/ (http://www.fallenearth.com/)
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Let the Earth fall as damn far as it pleases, so long as I get something to drink within this millennium!
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the game looks aww some! its just total anarchy and crap like that! it is the prefect game 4 me!
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yey!
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YEY! PARIE CHICKENS!
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mmmmmmkayy... Randomness... Barkeep! Another glass of Riesling, please.
Wow, I havn't seen the Delegate or SD in a while...
*gulps due to sudden realization*
What if SD won't pick up the tab!! Who, oh, who will pay for my expensive taste in wines?!?!! This tavern will turn into utter chaos without Herr Ex-Delegate!
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People still post in this forum?
Spammer Wannabes.
Barkeep! Bring me the Captain.
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Aye, we do...
and Bustos... who's gonna pay for that there Captain?
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i quess i will, and ill pay for ya talmann!
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Aye, we do...
and Bustos... who's gonna pay for that there Captain?
You havent seen how deep my pockets are or my bank account have you? Shop (http://forum.taijitu.org/index.php?action=shop)
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Dang... I didn't know about the shop.... or the bank. Which I can't use anyway because minimum deposit is 50 Tai. How do y'all get so much money? I realise that I'm not quite as active, but still...
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*ceases consumption of alchohol*
Become a recuiter ye silly lad! That's where I earned all of my wealth!
*resumes consumption of alchohol*
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*sits down*
I need something strong been a bad day.
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*Looks over at Prag*
Aye, I would... 'cept I be a senior in high school, and I'm gettin a tad of what they call "senioritis". With the extra workload, I couldn't handle the minimal efforts that recruiting takes.
Ugh... that kind of a realization calls fer more licker...
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why are we talking like pirates? Arrrrrr....
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AYE! Why we be shoutin' like pirates?! *waves hook in everyone's face, while limping with a wooden peg for a lower right leg and swinging a bottle of rum*
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im a modern pirate!*pulls out a ak-47* DIE OR GIVE YOUR MONEY!
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*give me a swig of that rum matie*
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*steals all of the money in tarven and flees in his speedboat*
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*unfortunately, there isn't any water for miles and Veramark has to push his speedboat*
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*when veramark relzies this, he jacks T-towns car and runs to the water and jacks a speedboat
*
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"Well, that was fun."
*clicks button*
*massive explosion in the distance*
"I'll take Vera's drink, he won't be needing it."
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*Veramark comes back*
"Fuse didn't work, huge dud."
*gets drink back*
"thanks mate"
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"Damn, you just can't rely on Ebay these days. How about you buy me a drink?"
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sure........
*buys T town a drink*
wait a sec, why do we need to pay? there is no bartender........
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"Indeed..."
*cleans out the bar and leaves the room*
"Cheerio"
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*puts a bullet in T-towns back*
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Damn. Lets take this outside.
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im bring all the dudes in my pic
*walks outside*
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Hah, I can take 'em!
*many cans of spinach and morphine injections later*
Lets get it on!
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*shoots T-town in head and takes away his morphine*
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Once again; Damn.
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;D
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Im ill so i shall relax in the corner
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*gets tuck a blanket and hot soup*
hope you feel better mate
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/me walks in with these girls V
(http://www.splicedonline.com/99reviews/bodyshots.jpg)
and buys a round of jack and coke for her ladies
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*walks over to the girls*
"Hello girls how is it going?"
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*chuckles as Vera gets drinks thrown at his face*
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*blasts ^ face off with a shottie*
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*Drink is destroyed in all the chaos*
*Is greatly annoyed at having peace disturbed*
*Crushes Veramark's ribs with a round kick*
*Sits back down and resumes previous activities*
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*wakes up from comma*
What happened?
*notices beer is gone*
WHERE IS MY BEER?
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*walks in among chaos*
*looks at V-man and chuckles*
Hey, mate. I dunno where your drink is at, but I get you another.
Hey barkeep! Two Heinekens!
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YEY!
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*walks in looks around and shakes head*
Pear Kopperburg if you've got it
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*wonders why no ones cleared up corpse yet*
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*Makes T-town a corpse*
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*sits in corner reading book about finches*
"Ignoring bodies yes that's what I'm doing yep no bodies here"
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*storms in, drinks a huge cup of black coffee and storms out*
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"I think shes mad..."
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SHOOT OUT!!!
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*Flips over a table and pullz out a RPG-7 and fires at Solnath*
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*ducks under table and pulls out a large flask*
Ahh... I'll need this.
*pulls out several grenades and a Machinenpistole 40*
*throws armed grenade and shoots randomly screaming*
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*Looks at Talman*
"Woah, he is more drunk then me!"
*Pulls out a PKM*
"ALLAH ACKBAR!"
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Hiya fellas!
*didn't you die*
Coffee please!
*but that's your corpse in the corner there!*
Coffee, damn it!
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Hey man look at the sign!
(http://www.customerservicepoint.com/images/no-shoes-no-shirt-no-service.jpg)
where are youre shoes?
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*checks for shoes and shirt*
best johnny on the rocks is here...
Round for the house. :drunks:
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Captain Coke please.
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*Slides Bustos a Captain Coke*
But it on your tab?
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Always.
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the tab is up to 999,999,999 bucks bustos. one more buck i have 2 force you to pay up
*Pulls out a shoutgun*
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*wonders what a shoutgun is... then forgets about it*
I'll buy a glass of Riesling for everyone in here... which, at the moment, seems to be just me... woo (sarcasm)
OOC: V-man, even if Bustos has accumulated such debt, he could a) pay for it with his bank account or b) put it on the Delegate/Vice-Delegate's tab
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i was joking nim rod
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oiy... don't be such a hot head, V-man, or I'll have to cool ya down with some wine... :trout: :whip: :P :drunks:
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*wakes up in a girly pile in the janitors closet, pulls Tarrotown out from the mix and brings him to the bar and orders six shots of makers mark*
"so have you seen the sign?" (reference to the king in yellow)
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"You mean Veramark's no shirt or shoes sign. Yeah that sucks."
(hits Veramark with a broken bottle)
"Where's ya no service sign now biatch!"
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"well that works i suppose..."
*procedes to hand out copies of "the king in yellow" and then wanders off to distant Yhtill*
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"That was nice!"
*proceeds to feed Veramark a book through his chest"
"Random violence is funny!"
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*peers inside door quietly wondering if it's safe to enter or if his limbs will be ripped off*
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Probably both... depends on who ya sit with... V-man's prone to violent outbursts.... ::)
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*Grins*
"He He.................."
*eats t-town alive and kills pur and skins her*
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*explodes vmark's head from the inside scanners style*
"This looks like job for beer!"
*pours beer down vmark's stump of a neck*
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/me is immortal and regrows the skin quite easily.
"yay now i can get some fresh tattoos!"/me buys wazuu a jack and coke.
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"Do you have a knife handy? I'm thinking of hollowing Vmark out into a mini-bar?"
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/me pulles a knife out of her boot and hands it to T-Town.
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"Buyah!"
*proceeds to get to work on Vmarks chest*
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*looks over at t-town*
"That's not a knife..." *pulls out machete* "Now THAT'S a knife."
*proceeds to hack at V-mark*
Two min.s later
"Barkeep, a round of Hefeweisen for everybody!"
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orsis takes 1 look around the place and throws a couple of grenades in - being careful not 2 explode the licour - steps in over the pile of bodies and serves himself a drink
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Man, what have i missed?
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*pulls a can of Fosters from Vmark's stomach.*
"Not much, how's it going?"
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*pulls out a fosters from stomach*
"Dude, you ripped out my spleen"
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Eh.. you won't need it for long.
Hey, you got any German Bier in there?
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Yeah, right belw my Stomch, here you go!
*Pulls out a German Bier*
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/me pulls some jack out of v-mark and guzzles geedily
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*walks up to PUR with a Heineken*
Cheers!
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*looks into body*
"Well, who would have quessed i hade a beer cooler in here? freee drinks for aloll!"
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cheers!
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orsis decideds the place needs livening up and suddenly runs out of the bar and is back 10 mins later with what looks suspiciously like a pole dancing pole and some power tools - suspicions are confirmed as orsis attaches one end of pole to the ceiling and one to the floor, then tells PUR: "Dance!"
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Forceful, aren't we? That's no way to treat a lady... here, try this:
*walks over to bar, grabs a Jack Daniels, walks over to PUR*
Here, m'lady. If you would be so kind as to dance for us, I will give you this entire bottle.
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Ill give you the cooler
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orsis has a sudden idea - he runs to the place where wishes come true and wishes for PUR to dance then runs back to catch the action
(check out the granted wwishes thread)
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*respawns and orders a Jack Ruby*
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Studies the pole, contemplating if it would fit in "The plan"
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"Respawn, eh?
*sets up gun turrets at strategic points around tavern*
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*drinks orange juice and opens up the console, just in case*
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PLANESIDE!
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"Me and the guns will have a gin and tonic."
*drops controls for auto-turrets into gin and tonic*
"Dang!"
*random gunfire ensues"
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*filps over the a table and take's cover from the gunfire*
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"ahh... gute Wien..."
*bullets break wine bottle and glass*
"WAS!! Meine gute Wein!!! Ihr macht mir sehr böse!!!"
*pulls out two rpgs, fires them, pulls out AS-50 and shoots several turrets*
*runs out of ammo*
*pulls out claymore and dents barrels of all remaining turrets, causing them to misfire and explode*
"Zerstör niemals meine Wein."
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"Hmm, that was quick, damn shame though, I only had one payment left on 'em."
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*sighs as bullets and shrapnels fly, missing only barely*
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*proudly proclaims he is invulnerable*
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*waits for orsis to be proven wrong*
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*challenges Solnath to a game of russian roulette (rigged in my favour)*
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*chuckles when a Camel kills oris*
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*gets a new bottle of wine, and watches the hilarity about to ensue*
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*Boba Fett walks in*
"give me a beer"
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*declines orsis' challenge*
*starts building a house of cards*
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*Shoots the house of cards and kills oris*
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*frowns at Boba Fett and pets a kitten*
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*Torches the kitten and gets his bouty on Oris*
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*frowns at Boba Fett and pets the trigger of a BFG*
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*wakes up from shrapnel induced wounds*
"Woah, that took a whole day to heal!"
*notices Boba Fett pointing flame thrower at him*
"Ah, crap..."
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*Enters the bar sees a flamethrower wielding bounty hunter, a kitten petting card house builder and a lot of drunk and injured people and decided to find a less violent place to drink*
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*Grins a T-Town*
"You have a bounty, and im here to cllect on our ugle green face"
*sets t-town on fire*
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*shouts at wheresoever*
It's safe in here, I swear!
*hold up a shield while shouting to deflect flames shot in his direction*
*pulls out refilled AS-50 and shoots Boba's jetpack fuel injector, causing him to fly off randomly before he is shot out of the sky by Talmann*
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*takes off jetback and shoots a rocket at tallman, killing him*
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(Powerplaying)
*places BFG on a convenient spot on the shot cards*
*pulls out a magic wand*
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*Blasts wand away from ^ and steals the BFG*
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*eyes start glowing golden*
*summons wand*
*teleports Boba Fett into the sun*
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*Slave 1 is there and he hops in and fly's back to the Tavern*
Think you can get rid of me that easily huh?
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"Yes."
*teleports Boba to Byss*
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*Hyerspaces back to the Tavern and muders ^*
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*laughs at Boba's useless efforts*
*calms Boba down with a spell*
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*pass's out*
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*Throws Boba Fett down to the Sarlacc*
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Boba Fett actually lives the Sarlac Pit, it doesnt show it in the movies though
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Boba Fett actually lives the Sarlac Pit, it doesnt show it in the movies though
Wait - we are talking about the huge gaping maw that eats people, right?
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*Alana wanders in aimlessly, narrowly avoiding tripping over her bare feet into the Sarlacc pit in the middle of the room. Oblivious to the chaos, sits down at the bar and orders a glass of Pinot Grigio.*
*Turns to whoever is closest* "Why hello, have you seen my friend?"
(Yes Dysanii, we are. :D )
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Boba Fett actually lives the Sarlac Pit, it doesnt show it in the movies though
Wait - we are talking about the huge gaping maw that eats people, right?
Yes, the huge gaping maw that eats people
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*Finishes his Jack Daniels*
"Now, why would he live there? Why not shack up with a -...several hot babes in a nice open Coruscant apartment?"
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*Blasts his way out of the Scarlac Pit*
"Bartender! Give me a Budlight on the Double!"
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"...his name is David. David Bowie!"
*Pulls out bowie knife and leaps into Sarlacc pit to do battle*
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*Looks at Allama leaping in the Sarlac pit*
she is Insane
*Fires a Rocket into the Sarlac pit, killing it*
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*Crawls out of the pit, bloody and injured from the explosion*
"I need a stronger drink."
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*Algerianbania walks in and goes directly to the jukebox. He pops in a quarter and selects Thriller by Michael Jackson. Algerianbania then begins to throw out some intense, hardcore dance moves. I mean these are some awesome moves.*
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*Starts dancing along, spills her martini*
"FUCK."
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*Martini spills on his new suit*
"Its gonna one of those days."
*Pulls out nickel-played 45' and walks out of bar, shortly followed by the sounds of screaming and gun shots.*
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*looks at ^*
Thats not how you do it
*pulls out a flamethrower and begans to torch everything in sight*
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*freezes the flamethrower and pacifies Boba, again*
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Jut asking how do you "Pacify" eolpe?
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*Sends out psychedelic hippie vibes (they're like pheromones, or something?) to calm everyone down, including herself*
"Here I am, sipping a drink, tum te tum..."
*Gets bored, starts another brawl for the fun of it*
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*sees the thrill of a fight and jumps in. Punches Solnath in the face.*
Suck on it mother fucker.
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*watching the fight*
Oh boy
*Pulls out a rocket and fires it into the fight*
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*During the ruckus, Dysanii hides under a table, holding in one hand a small knife, and in the other Harry Potter.*
"Make a sound, and Ill cut you!"
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*Algerianbania sees Harry Potter in danger and steals him from Dysanii.*
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*Boba Fett sees Algerianbania steal Harry and he kills them both with a Blaster*
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*Harry Potter uses his magic to revive Algerianbania*
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*Curses, runs out from under the table, throws a pint glass at Boba, uses a snooker cute as a spear and impales Solnath, and resumes to kick Algerianbania the Panda in its big hairy bollocks, taking Harry Potter and throwing him in a cage.*
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*trapped in a cage, Algerianbania does the one thing that he knows will freak everyone else out: sing Barbra Streisand songs.*
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*wakes up from head wound*
"Evenin' mister Potter!"
*almost trips and falls into sarlacc crater*
"Hey that's the thing from star wars that looked like a gaping v...
*enter george lucas*
"No! It was a family movie! Despite the random killings and such!"
"Oh George your funny"
*hits him in the back of the head with a bottle*
"Buyahh!"
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"Owie..."
*pulls out cue*
*zaps Algerianbania with the wand, wonder mode activated, turning him into a sheep*
*zaps at Dysanii, shooting flowers*
"Oh well..."
*takes cover*
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*Begins to bite and maul everybody*
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Something goes wrong with Solnaths magic and orsis is revived - he then decides its time for sheep to suffer extinction
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*Takes the opportunity offered by the chaos to hide behind the bar and steal wine bottles*
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*upon seeing the wine bottle stealing, Algerianbania crashes threw the bar and knocks the bottle out of Allama's hands.
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"NOOOO, not my booze!"
*narrows eyes into a kinda fierce-ish glare and bradishes broken bottle*
(aside: Why did I make myself a violent alcoholic? :drunks::whip:)
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*Wakes up from being knocked out and looks at Allama killing Algerianbania*
God.....youre doing it all wrong!
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"Agreed!"
*rams crack pipe up Boba Fetts nose Invasion USA style"
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*looks at Crack Pipe being harmlesst deflteced thanks to his helment*
Hah! Take that sucka!
*pulls out a RPG-7 and a Flame Thrower*
DIE!!!!!!!!!!!
*Torches everything in the Traven and blows up T-town*
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*snuggles avatar inside a shield bubble*
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*Looks at shield bubble*
huh?
*pops the bubble with a pin and torches Solnath into a firy crisp*
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*laughs as the pin does nothing to the bubble*
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Youre already dead dim wit
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The irony; it warms my heart.
/me is resurrected by George Michael.
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*looks at snoltah resutereed and chickles*
Put some colthes on!
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*Raises himself from the floor, adjusts mask, and opens the window*
"Go flying monkeys! Kill them all!"
*Flying monkeys from Oz zoom into the bar, directly into the Sarlaac Pit.*
"...shit."
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/me realises George Michael is next to him.
/me faints.
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*Hands Allama a bottle of Baronauslese Wein*
"Hold this will ya? and don't drink it all..."
*Proceeds to grab daikatana and slices Boba's head off, followed quickly by creating a red panda*
OOC: the same reason I do
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*Algerianbania, now red and covered in blood, proceeds to slap Allama in the face. This has no effect since a pandas paw is extremely heavy, thus make the slapping motion excruciatingly slow.*
"I'm screwed."
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*Arrives wearing tuxedo and flexing some serious muscleage while looking at watch.....
"alright you lot.....aint you got homes to go to.....???"
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orsis discovers he has an amazing ability for regeneration but is slightly worried by the amount of attention George Michael is paying him - who keeps suggesting a drinking game in the mens room (orsis fears it has little or nothing to do with drinking)
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/me wakes up and orders another Jack Ruby, holstering his magic wand.
(By the way, anyone want to point out the obvious phallic innuendo in the use of wands?)
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*Dodges panda paw, sips Baronauslese Wein, pulls out camera to record the fun*
"This is perfect for my documentary."
(Solnath- I do! Hehe, penis?)
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/me shoots a large white spider-web out of his wand at Alana.
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*Tries to remove spider-web, but it's too sticky*
"Wait... UGH, this isn't webbing!" :-P
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/me sits down, smiling and pleased.
"To get it off, you must eat it!"
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*Gunner calls a genital janitor to cool things down by using a lot of cold water* Spider man, please stop throwing your web around the joint, somebody could slip on it and break a ribb. I know this isn't a library, but, nonetheless...
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*Leaves to take a shower*
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*Opens up beer keg and sticks head in*
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*Gerion Love suddenly drives into the bar and swerves around the entire area. He knocks over a panda who for some reason has his head in a beer keg.*
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/me points wand at Gerion's Love.
"Oi, mate, you haven't introduced yourself yet!"
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(((I'm Algerianbania's puppet. For RPing. I just need 30 posts to get on the map.)))
*Gerion's Love doesn't like stuff pointed at him, so he drives straight at Solnath.*
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/me zaps, creating a spiked wall in front of him.
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"'ey, lass! You forgot your bottle! ... oh, well... Mine now..."
*drinks wine straight from the bottle*
*sees a car driving in the tavern*
"Hey, didn't you see the sign on the door? NO VEHICLES PAST THIS POINT!"
*Pulls Panzerfaust from backpack and fires just below car causing it to flip out into the street*
"HA! Wer ist den Meister schon?
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*while Algerianbania flys through the air, he drops a tub of acid, and his new highness causes him to be come in an even more enraged state. Watch the fuck out people*
(((Kids, don't do drugs)))
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*looks at the high panda*
Silly Panda, drugs are for humans!
*Torches Algerinbania*
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*quickly takes some beer bottles and rolls them over to Algerianbania*
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/me drinks more jack
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*walks in and slip on Talmann's bottles*
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*Walks back in, tripping over Chinese Loyalist's prone form*
"Why are we leaving people on the floor? Surely this is counter-productive..."
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/me wanders off, returning shortly dressed in an SS uniform and smoking a cigar.
"Yes, that's more like it."
/me sits down at a vacant table.
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"Ow! Watch it lady."
*ponders where he is and scans for the culprit who rolled the beer bottles
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*Stands up, heads towards the bar to order a glass of wine, and turns back around to survey the room
"Hmm, I wonder who's here this time..."
*Sees Soly and walks over to his table to sip her drink
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*On fire and running around, Algerianbania knocks over table where Allama and Solnath are congregating.*
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*Sighing in frustration at having to do everything again, calmly walks over to extinguish Algerianbania*
*Is ignited, proceeds to rub about the room as a living torch setting everything else alight*
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"Ah...just wanted a drink...now everything around me is on fire. Is there a place next door?"
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Im new, gimmi gimmi gimmi
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*looks at the new guy*
Gimmi Gimmi never gets
*Proceeds to blast his face off and butcher him up*
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"Uh oh, looks like a fight gonna start"
*hides under a bar table, while looking up the skirts of female bar attendants.
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/me punches ^ for being a pervert.
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*falls unconscious on the booze stained floor, his head bouncing down on the floor in slow motion. Takes one more glimpse before blacking out.
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"Thanks, Prag, he seemed to be having some problems seeing that he knocked over this table."
/me lifts the table back up.
"A moment, Fräulein Alana."
/me goes to Algerianbania, pulls out a Lüger and empties the clip in the panda's head before returning to the table with his cigar.
"Silly panda, tricks are for kids."
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/me punches ^ for being a pervert.
Kettle...pot...black....the calling of???
And Barkeep...a Baileys on the rocks
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*finally wakes up, goes up to the bartender.
"Do you have a bandaid?"
*Turns around to see a panda on the floor with a bloody bullet hole in his head
"Wonder what that guy did?"
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*Fisnhes baslting that ones guys head off*
Ahhhhhhhhh.............
*looks around*
hmmmmm, there is something missing......
*Sees dead panda*
Thats what is missing!
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*Walks over to Allana and hands her and Solnath their wine*
*walks over to CL and hands him a bandaid, a drink, and a pistol*
Here man. You gotta stop being a wuss. Kill others to defend others!
*walks back over to Sol and Al and 'Heil's before sitting down and pouring some glasses*
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/me heils Talmann and offers him a cigar.
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keep it civil guys. sometimes take a second to wonder about your choice of words...
*drinks his rum and sits up* well, nice evening, all.
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*settles down to a nice cup of tea on the veranda.....
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/me apologises.
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*Talmann tells Solnath to stop apologizing and apologizes to CL*
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/me wonders how Talmann knows CL.
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See RP, OOC Weapons designing and Talmann Bolt action gun
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*Walks into Tavern* I'll go Texan today. Bottle of Lonestar beer, please. *drinks* Man, that reminds me of home. This is the stuff ma used on her ironin' board. Hand me the bottle with the pretty turkey on it. That's it. All bartenders need a fine, steady hand. *drinks the bottle, and starts bawling into a ballad about the Old South, then passes out*
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/me forgot Talmann couldn't get what he meant.
"Good God, a redneck." Sol mutters under his breath.
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/me forgot Talmann couldn't get what he meant.
"Good God, a redneck." Sol mutters under his breath.
"Them's fightin' words" The half-asleep Texan slurs weakly. "Y'all know we's the greatest people on this here planet. If it weren't fer the Alamo, we'd all be in deep cow..." *mercifully falls asleep before he swears in a fit of binge drinking*
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*Algerianbania punches Marsos for incorrect use of language*
"The correct answer was 'Those are fighting words. Did you all know that we're the greatest people on this planet? If it weren't for, we would all be in deep cow...' So get it the f*ck right next time."
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*Sips the wine Talmann brought over, looks around at her table-mates and tries to ignore any anger still festering
"So... read any good books lately?"
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James O'Shea walked into the tavern walks up to the bar sits on a stool and says "I would like a shot of whiskey and keep them coming".
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*sticks the pistol in is pants (safety on of course) and takes a sip of the cold beer. Nods towards Talmann and Solnath.
"Nothing with alcohol beats the taste of bitter malts in beer."
*Gives deep stares at any female patron that catches his eyes, for no reason at all but to freak them out.
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*glares at Alg.*
"What be yer problem wit' Texan speech? Ya wanna start som'in?"
*pulls back jacket to reveal a Colt .45 revolver*
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*walks in, orders a pint of water (in a dirty glass) and glances warily at Talmann*
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*wakes up completely sober, walks out, walks in wearing Irish garb*
" Dia dhuit! Pint o' Guinness, Más é do thoil é, and the next round's on me."
*Gets drink, takes a swig*
"That's the stuff. I'd like to make a toast, or better yet, a song:
Gather 'round ye lads and lasses, set ye for awhile,
and hearken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle,
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone...
And lift our voices in another Irish drinkin' song!
Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox,
Me brother drank the whiskey till he wound up in a box,
Me other brother in the troubles met with his demise,
Me sister has forever closed her smilin' Irish eyes
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried,
we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more!
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light
then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
Next verse, lads? Ya have to know the song..."
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Please the finest ale you gots and anyone need a new friend to talk 2 :drunks:
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*Talmann orders a pint and walks over to Marsos*
"Kenny was killed in Kilkenny and Claire, she died in Claire;
Tip from Tipperary died out in the Derry air;
Shannon jumped into the River Shannon back in June;
Ernie fell into the Erne, and Tom is in the Toome
"Cleanliness is godliness," me Uncle Pat would sing
He broke his neck a'slippin' on a bar of Irish Spring
O'Grady, he was eighty, though his bride was just a pup
He died upon the honeymoon when she got his Irish up
*Joins Marsos for chorus*
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink and then we'll drink some more!
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, then we'll go dinking once again!"
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"Joe Murphy fought with Riley near the banks of Old Doneen,
He took out his shilelagh and he stabbed 'im in the spleen,
Crazy Uncle Mike believes he was a Leprechaun,
In fact he's just a leper and his arms and legs are gone!
When Timmy Johnson broke his neck it was a crying shame;
he wasn't really Irish, but he went to Notre Dame
Mcnamara crossed the street and by a bus was hit,
But he was just a Scotsman so nobody gave an ARGH!"
*Talmann joins in for Chorus*:
"Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried,
we'll drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more!
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light,
then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!"
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*Algerianbania finds a random guitar lying around and jumps onto a table and begins to play some hardcore trash metal.*
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Gletia hears the hardcore rock and starts to think that the guy ain't that bad but yet he punches him :trout: :clap: takes his guitar and shows him how to really rock hardcore (like Ramones :clap:)
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*Waves to Gletia*
Hello! Always nice to see a new face around, breaks the monotony a great deal...
*Covers ears to avoid listening to the horrid music that fills the room now*
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Punches all the losers that think the wonderful music is horrid :drunks: :trout: then orders ale all around and every starts sining My Humps by black eyed Peas (from Blades of Glory)
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*Tries in futile attempt to use his beer bottle as a instrument
I was nothing but a dirty guy, with no shame to show,
Who sneak peeks up fair maidens' skirts to get a cheapskate's show,
Alas I was caught red eyed by an angry cheeky PUR,
Unleash her womanly fury, and knock me down the floor.
Chorus
"Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried,
we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more!
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light,
then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!"
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*starts rocking out with the chinese dude* :congrats:
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*Deflects Gletia's punch and breaks Gletia's arm with First Star Punching Method*
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Then gletia's buddy comes and smacks the wolf dude till he starts crying (first made sure he had no friends helping him)
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This pub is nothing but a mess of fighting barbs and friends,
Can't a guy get a quiet place to waste himself away?
There's nothing better or safer to do, but watch the fights come to,
a bloody end, with a winner, and a bunch of cripple men.
There's nothing quite refreshing, as taking down a pint,
Of fire water brittle with barley malt and hops,
Getting drunk and getting laid, the creed of all us men,
O happy days are soon to come, once the sun rises at seven!
Chorus
"Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried,
we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more!
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light,
then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!"
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Gletia Breaks every human at the bar and starts hanging out with aliens
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"BLOODY FUCK???"
*takes out his pistol, and shoots Gletia in the gut.
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"What the crap, my mate will get you"
"Sick him golly"
*golly gets a knife and stabs the chinese dude to death
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*Fakes death on the floor, while the ketchup packets in front of his steel body plate bleeds out of the knife holes. After the culprit turn around, gets up, and gives the guy a Full Metal Steel Toe Kick from behind, jabbing directly up the guy's genitals. Takes out his pistol, and empties the clip in the guys head.
"Can't we all be friends,...you warmongering prick???"
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"Never" he cries left dead on the floor
his mother walks in and kills the chinese dude for sure with an AK 47
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I think we need a weapons check in at the door of this place........
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*Horrified by the terrible music that is being played, Algerianbania is temporarily stunned out of shock, Never the less, he eventually finds another guitar and begins to play the opening to "For Whom the Bells Toll" by Metallica (may they rest in peace).*
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WOW @ CL's verses! LOL :D :clap: :clap:
The REAL next verse:
"Me drunken Uncle Brendan tried to drive home from the bar
The road rose up to meet him when he fell out of his car
Irony was what befell me Great Grand-Uncle Sam
He choked upon the very last potato in the land
Conor lived in Ulster town, he used to smuggle arms
Until the British killed him and cut off his lucky charms
And dear old Father Flanagan, who left the Lord's employ
Drunk on sacramental wine, beneath the altar boy
*Marsos and CL join in for chorus*
Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried,
we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more!
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light,
then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again! One more time!
Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried,
we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more!
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light,
then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!"
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:clap: :clap: :clap: Thanks Talmann. Everyone was awesome, we should do this again.
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Never! The tavern shall never die. It shall live on forever!
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Ai, I found the song, really catchy and jokes, the best part that it the melody fits with my verse haha.
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:clap: :clap: :clap: Thanks Talmann. Everyone was awesome, we should do this again.
Impromptu songs are a tradition of Talmann's and my school choir. Perhaps it should be a tradition in the Taijitu tavern. :drunks:
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Wo, we're nto finish!
Someday soon I'll leave this world of pain and toil and sin,
The Lord will take me by the hand to join all of me kin,
Me only wish is, when the Saviour comes for me and you,
He kills the cast of Riverdance and Michael Flatley too.
CHORUS
"Now everybody's died so until our tears are dried
We'll drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again."
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:shrug: :-\ Whoops... I blame Marsos for not putting that verse in the PM >:(
:D Just joking... Now... perhaps tomorrow another song...?
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/me flips the electricity off so the godawful noise would stop.
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*Emerges from under a table and removes the cotton wool from his ears*
Thank God that's over.
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*Emerges from beneath the table, peering about warily to make sure everything is over
"Shit, I forgot it's too dark to see."
*Hides under table again, but grabs her drink off the top first this time
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*Opens the door noticing the inside is dark.*
*flips down IR-googles*
Hey! bartender, give me a double of rum!
Hello Al' what are you dooing under the table?
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*Peeks out from behind tablecloth
"Hiding... and drinking. Mostly drinking."
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*enebriated*
can i join u under the table cloth? We can both 'hide' together
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*Mutters drunkenly
"Gitcher own table. 'Dis un's mine. Been down 'ere fer hours, not botherin' nobody... Ah, what th' hell? C'mon over, grab a drink on th' way! We c'n tell stories."
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*looks at drunk allama*
Gawd Dang, i would hate to see what you look like when on drugs!
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*Algerianbania looks at the drunken lady, after just have finished the song. Look for another fight, he swings the guitar around his head and smashes her in the face with it.*
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*gletia walks in orders 5 glasses of whiskey gets drunk and shoots everyone while singing ive been goin down the mountian :drunks:
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"Hel, you two causing trouble again?"
*Takes out his new first aid box, and tends to a unconscious Allama.
"You two better stop this childish play before we exile you from this place"
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*Keeps singing and then then the chinese dude got mad and tried to stab gletia but he got away in time and decied to try and be friends with evryone*
*everyne starts singing*
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"Never. i shall never be exiled! NEver NEver!"
*Algerianbania also whacks C-L, and then begins to whirl around swing the guitar, hitting all in his path.*
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Gletia starts rocking with Algeria panada person thing
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*Takes out a new bagpipe, and starts blowing the tunes of Scotland the Brave
Hark, when the night is falling
Hear, hear the pipes are calling
Loudly and proudly calling
Down through the Glen.
There where the hills are sleeping
Now feel the blood a-leaping
High as the spirits
Of the old highland men.
Chorus:
Towering in gallant fame
Scotland my mountain hame
High may your proud standards
Gloriously wave!
Land of my high endeavor
Land of the shining river
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the brave!
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*After his swirling rampage, Algerianbania gets back onto his table/stage and plays plays "Climbin' the Wall' by Wrathchild America.*
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I've got Scottish ancestry!
*singing off key*:
High in the misty Highlands,
Out by the purple islands,
Brave are the hearts that beat
Beneath Scottish skies.
Wild are the winds to meet you,
Staunch are the friends that greet you,
Kind as the love that shines
from fair maidens' eyes.
Chorus
Towering in gallant fame,
Scotland my mountain hame,
High may your proud
standards gloriously wave,
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the shining river,
Land of my heart for ever,
Scotland the brave.
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Ai!
Far off in sunlit places,
Sad are the Scottish faces,
Yearning to feel the kiss
Of sweet Scottish rain.
Where tropic skies are beaming,
Love sets the heart a-dreaming,
Longing and dreaming for the homeland again.
Chorus:
Towering in gallant fame,
Scotland my mountain hame,
High may your proud standards gloriously wave,
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the shining river,
Land of my heart for ever,
Scotland the brave!
*Takes down a pint of cold bitter beer!
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Great song. I feel at home in a tavern, as every part of my heritage is famous for its drinking. :drunks: Long live the tavern!
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Ai, in some young and long nights, I wish that me self was born of proud Scottish blood!
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"Metal is greater than Scottish music!"
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/me sighs.
"Auld lang syne..."
/me reloads his Lüger.
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*Regains consciousness and beats the living piss out of Algerianbania. He is taken out of the tavern on a stretcher and the ambulance departs to the applause of the crowd.
"Now for some peace and quiet... that sobered me up, I need more wine!"
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I got that riiigh-cha!
*hands Allama a large bottle of red wine*
*grabs a couple Heinekens for hisself*
:drunks:
Now we need some German songs!
Wer Lebenslust fühlet, der bleibt nicht allein.
Allein sein ist öde, wer kann sich da freu'n?
Wer Lebenslust fühlet, der bleibt nicht allein.
Allein sein ist öde, wer kann sich da freu'n?
Allein sein ist öde, wer kann sich da freu'n?
Im traulichen Kreise, beim Herzlichen Kuss,
beisammen zu leben ist Seelengenuss.
Im traulichen Kreise, beim Herzlichen Kuss,
ist Seelengenuss. Ist Seelengenuss.
Im traulichen Kreise, beim Herzlichen Kuss,
beisammen zu leben ist Seelengenuss.
...beisammen zu leben ist Seelengenuss.
Ist Seelengenuss. Ist Seelengenuss!
*drinks entire bottle of Heineken*
Ahh..
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*can't understand a word of german so resorts to shouting "You lost the bloody war!"*
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/me says, "Ist es so?" while fixing his red armband decorated with a psi.
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*Wonders where everybody went*
Ah, screw it.
*Goes over to play a solitary game of darts*
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*Attempts to use Jedi mind powers*
You'll buy me a beer...
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*uses Sith powers*
You WILL buy me a beer!
*random person says no*
Then DIE!!
*uses lightning and choke, then pulls out lightsaber and guts everyone*
*Takes beer from a dead guy*
HA!
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*Uses Jedi mind trick on cute ladies at the end of the bar*
You want to come back to my place
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You're DEAD, Jedi!
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I'm already back at my place with yo momma :-P
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*gletia walks in and orders a buttcrap of food and then finds the nearst bagpipes and startes playing them horridly
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*Runs up to the bar, jumps and slides along its entirety.*
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*starts dancing*
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I could swear the bartender has an aura of Sam Malone to him....
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Another Irish drinking song, this time improvising! Ai!!!
Gather 'round, ye lads and lasses, set ye for a while
And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song
Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox
Me brother drank the whiskey 'til he wound up in a box
Me other brother in the Troubles met with his demise
Me sister has forever closed her smiling Irish eyes
CHORUS
Now everybody's died
So until our tears are dried
We'll drink and drink and drink
And then we'll drink some more
We'll dance and sing and fight
Until the early morning light
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again
Now sing your own verses lads!
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Let's all go and grab a beer, and grab some whiskey too
And then we shall all drink it up until we're loopy-loo
So grab some bottles, lads, and we'll be drinking up a storm
Then we'll all be drunk enough to go look at some por(*slap*)
edit: whoops, fergot the chorus
Now everybody's died, an' until our tears are dried,
We'll drink and drink and drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!
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Enough of the singing says gletia and beats everyone down who started to sing that wreched song
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*whacks gletia around with a beer bottle and forces him to drink*
yull like the song er git outta here, ya her'?
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Decides to attack and show no mercy doesnt get drunk and decides to beat every that is drunk and if they resit shoot them with an ak-47
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Ai! (Joins Talmann in bashing Geltia's head against wall)
Troublemakers make their rounds, causing such a fuss,
If they got nothing good to say, I wish they would shut up,
Take up the old iron bar, and wish me a good luck!
I'll smash hard in to their skulls, to teach them to fuck off!
CHORUS
Now everybody's died so until our tears are dried
We'll drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!
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Enough of this damned singing >:( >:( >:(
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:clap: :clap: :clap:
This man wishes for us to stop, his nonsense we hear not.
If he doesn't quit whining, we'll have to kick his butt.
So all of you who like this song, take up your arms and fire,
And then we'll have no more whining to keep from our desire!
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, an' until our tears are dried,
We'll drink and drink and drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!
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Looks Like noone but You has thier gun but everyone seems to be on my side :fight: :-P
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Haha, great one there me friend! Lets keep this jig up!
Singing loud and proud we are, we bunch of drunken buds,
I hope the lead would start to fly, and strike that bastard fuck,
And when we're done with Gletia, we'll check on ass and sluts!
I hope that PUR does not come in and punch me in the nuts...
Come the bagpipe tune that comes alive into the room,
This Irish song is far from over, so hang tight to your stool,
Let us sing the night away, until our throats are dry,
then we wipe the thirst away with two shot of good rum!
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, an' until our tears are dried,
We'll drink and drink and drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!
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Ya' crazy one, ye thinks that ev-er-y-one's on yer side,
But ye notice not all the guns pointed at yer hide.
Give up, ya downer, cheer up an' drink to yer health and mine,
As we sing and dance and drink this liquer so divine!
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, an' until our tears are dried,
We'll drink and drink and drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!
edit: ya got to it afore I did!
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Ha, my apologies, the rest is yours my friend!
*rocks away on the fiddle
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GOD DAMNIT SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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We will keep singing this song now, and ni-ight after night,
And if you think this song is good, you are so bloody right!
So, 'fore we end this song I'd like to raise some hell in here,
Now let's all go into the back and fetch some bloody beer!
*CL does crazy riffs on the fiddle for a few minutes whilst everyone drinks and parties*
*Talmann signals to CL, who stops*
*Slower*
Someday soon I'll leave this world of pain and toil and sin,
The Lord will take me by the hand to join all of me kin,
Me only wish is, when the Saviour comes for me and you,
*resumes Tempo primo*
He kills the cast of Riverdance and Michael Flatley too.
*cheers and general chaos resumes*
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, an' until our tears are dried,
We'll drink and drink and drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early morning light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinking once again!
*CL ends with small fiddle riff*
Yeehah!
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I DEMAND BEER! AND PRETZELED BREADS!
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/me enjoys his drink and the shows.
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*Larry, being a kind soul, supplies Wheresoever with beer and pretzeled breads, reminding him to ask politely next time*
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:clap: That was excellent singing. I liked the fiddle.
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Oh! forgot the rum before I started. I'll take it now.
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Ha, can't have a Irish song without a fiddle.
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alright everyone heres a version of a rent song i edited for us i expect everyone to sing./me hands out the following
BUSTOS
you make fun, yet im the one attempting to do some good. or do you rell want a neighborhood where people piss on your stoop
every night. Bohemia bohemias, a vallacy in your hand. this is calcutta bohemia is dead.
PUR
dearly beloved, we gather here to say our goodbyes.
here she lies, noone knew her works. the late great daughter of mother earth. on these nights when we celebrate the birth.
in that little town of bethlahem we raise our glass you bet your ass to la vie boheme.
ALL
(la vie boheme)
la vie boheme
la vie boheme
la vie boheme
PUR
the days of inspiration playin hookey makin somethin out of nothin.(la vie boheme) the need to express to communicate.(la
vie boheme) goin against the grain going insane,(la vie boheme) goin mad.(la vie boheme)to loving tension no pension to more
than one dimmension (la vie boheme) to striving for attention. hating convention hating convention.(la vie boheme) not to
mension of course hating dear old (la vie boheme) mom and dad ( la vie boheme) to riding your bike mid-day past the three (la
vie boheme) peice suits, to fruits, to no absolutes. (la vie boheme)to absolute to choice, to the village voice (la vie
boheme) to any passing fad.to being an us for once, instead of a them.
ALL
la vie boheme
la vie boheme
WAITER
so thats five miso, four seaweed salad three soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter, and one pasta with meatless balls
RYAZ
ew
GC
it tastes the same
SOLY
if you close your eyes
WAITER
and thirteen orders of fries. is that it here?
ALL
wine and beer!
SOLY AND TALMANN
to hand-crafted beers made in local
breweries. to yoga to yogurt to rice and beans and cheese. to leather to dildos to curry vindaloo. to huevos rancheros and
maya angelou.
OTUS AND GC
emotion devotion to causing a comotion creation vacation
PUR
mucho masterbation
OTUS AND GC
compasion to fasion to passion when its new
GC
to suntag
TALMANN
to sondheim
FOUR GIRLS
to anything tabboo
GC AND RYAZ
gingsberg, dylan, cunningham, and cage
GC
lenny bruce
RYAZ
langston hughes
OTUS
to the stage
GIRL
to uta
BOY
to buhda
COUPLE PEOPLE
pablo neruda too
PUR AND ALLAMA
why dorthey and toto went over the rainbow to blow off aunty em
ALL
la vie boheme
PUR, TALMANN, ALLAMA, THREE OTHERS
bisexuals, trisexuals, homosapians,carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, peewee herman. germen wine, terpentine, gertrude stein,
antonioni, bertolucci, kurosawa, Carmina Burana
ALL
to apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstacy. vaclev havel, the sex pistols, 8bc. to no shame, never playing the fame game.
GC
to marijuana!
ALL
to sodomy, its between god and me, to us in hell
BUSTOS
waiter, waiter, waiter!
ALL
(la vie boheme)
GC
in honor of the death of bohemia and impromtu sallon will comence ammediatly following dinner. OTUS, just back
from his spectacular one night engagement at the 11th street lot, will perform native american tribal chants, backwards
through his vocoder, while accompanying himself on the electric cello. wich he aint neva studied.
RYAZ
and PUR will preveiw her new documentary about her inability to get off on the high holy days.
PUR
and ALLAMA clad only in bubblewrap will perform her famous lawnchair-handcuff dance to the sounds of iced-tea being
stirred. and RYAZ will attempt to write a bitter sweet amocative song...that doesnt remind us of muzzeta's waltz.
GC
TALMANN will model his latest fall fasions from paris while accompanying himself on a ten gallon plastics pickel
tub.
TALMANN
and GC will recount his exploits as an anarchist, including the deligates successful reprogramming of the M.I.T. retro
reality equipment to self distruct as it broadcasts the words!
ALL
actual reality, act up, fight aids!
ALLAMA
a way to make a living, masacism, pain perfection, muscle spazums, cyropracters,short careers, eating disorders!
ALL
bill
PUR
a centur, tedium, no family, boring locations,dark rooms,perfect faces, eagles, money, hollywood and sleep
ALL
music!
TALMANN
boy of loving motion, mathematics, isolation, rythm, power, feeling, harmony and heavy competition!
ALL
energy!
OTUS AND GC
revelution, justice screaming for solutions, forcing changes, risking danger, making noise and making plea!
ALL
to faggets, legesdites, cross dressers too
OTUS
to me!
PUR
to me!
ALL
to me, to you and you and you, you, and you. to people living with living with living with not dying from disease. the key
among us without sin be the first to calm down!
GIRL
wooh!
ALL
la vie boheme, la vie boheme, la vie boheme
PUR
is anyone out of a main street
ALL
la vie boheme
PUR
is anyone in the main street
ALL
la vie boheme
PUR
anyone alive with a sex drive
ALL
la vie boheme
PUR
tear down the walls, arent we all. the opposite of war isnt peace.
AMY
what is?!
PUR
its creation
ALL
wooh! la vie boheme, viva la vie boheme!
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PWND!
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alright everyone heres a version of a rent song i edited for us i expect everyone to sing./me hands out the following
BUSTOS
you make fun, yet im the one attempting to do some good. or do you rell want a neighborhood where people piss on your stoop
every night. Bohemia bohemias, a vallacy in your hand. this is calcutta bohemia is dead.
PUR
dearly beloved, we gather here to say our goodbyes.
here she lies, noone knew her works. the late great daughter of mother earth. on these nights when we celebrate the birth.
in that little town of bethlahem we raise our glass you bet your ass to la vie boheme.
ALL
(la vie boheme)
la vie boheme
la vie boheme
la vie boheme
PUR
the days of inspiration playin hookey makin somethin out of nothin.(la vie boheme) the need to express to communicate.(la
vie boheme) goin against the grain going insane,(la vie boheme) goin mad.(la vie boheme)to loving tension no pension to more
than one dimmension (la vie boheme) to striving for attention. hating convention hating convention.(la vie boheme) not to
mension of course hating dear old (la vie boheme) mom and dad ( la vie boheme) to riding your bike mid-day past the three (la
vie boheme) peice suits, to fruits, to no absolutes. (la vie boheme)to absolute to choice, to the village voice (la vie
boheme) to any passing fad.to being an us for once, instead of a them.
ALL
la vie boheme
la vie boheme
WAITER
so thats five miso, four seaweed salad three soy burger dinner, two tofu dog platter, and one pasta with meatless balls
RYAZ
ew
GC
it tastes the same
SOLY
if you close your eyes
WAITER
and thirteen orders of fries. is that it here?
ALL
wine and beer!
SOLY AND TALMANN
to hand-crafted beers made in local
breweries. to yoga to yogurt to rice and beans and cheese. to leather to dildos to curry vindaloo. to huevos rancheros and
maya angelou.
OTUS AND GC
emotion devotion to causing a comotion creation vacation
PUR
mucho masterbation
OTUS AND GC
compasion to fasion to passion when its new
GC
to suntag
TALMANN
to sondheim
FOUR GIRLS
to anything tabboo
GC AND RYAZ
gingsberg, dylan, cunningham, and cage
GC
lenny bruce
RYAZ
langston hughes
OTUS
to the stage
GIRL
to uta
BOY
to buhda
COUPLE PEOPLE
pablo neruda too
PUR AND ALLAMA
why dorthey and toto went over the rainbow to blow off aunty em
ALL
la vie boheme
PUR, TALMANN, ALLAMA, THREE OTHERS
bisexuals, trisexuals, homosapians,carcinogens, hallucinogens, men, peewee herman. germen wine, terpentine, gertrude stein,
antonioni, bertolucci, kurosawa, Carmina Burana
ALL
to apathy, to entropy, to empathy, ecstacy. vaclev havel, the sex pistols, 8bc. to no shame, never playing the fame game.
GC
to marijuana!
ALL
to sodomy, its between god and me, to us in hell
BUSTOS
waiter, waiter, waiter!
ALL
(la vie boheme)
GC
in honor of the death of bohemia and impromtu sallon will comence ammediatly following dinner. OTUS, just back
from his spectacular one night engagement at the 11th street lot, will perform native american tribal chants, backwards
through his vocoder, while accompanying himself on the electric cello. wich he aint neva studied.
RYAZ
and PUR will preveiw her new documentary about her inability to get off on the high holy days.
PUR
and ALLAMA clad only in bubblewrap will perform her famous lawnchair-handcuff dance to the sounds of iced-tea being
stirred. and RYAZ will attempt to write a bitter sweet amocative song...that doesnt remind us of muzzeta's waltz.
GC
TALMANN will model his latest fall fasions from paris while accompanying himself on a ten gallon plastics pickel
tub.
TALMANN
and GC will recount his exploits as an anarchist, including the deligates successful reprogramming of the M.I.T. retro
reality equipment to self distruct as it broadcasts the words!
ALL
actual reality, act up, fight aids!
ALLAMA
a way to make a living, masacism, pain perfection, muscle spazums, cyropracters,short careers, eating disorders!
ALL
bill
PUR
a centur, tedium, no family, boring locations,dark rooms,perfect faces, eagles, money, hollywood and sleep
ALL
music!
TALMANN
boy of loving motion, mathematics, isolation, rythm, power, feeling, harmony and heavy competition!
ALL
energy!
OTUS AND GC
revelution, justice screaming for solutions, forcing changes, risking danger, making noise and making plea!
ALL
to faggets, legesdites, cross dressers too
OTUS
to me!
PUR
to me!
ALL
to me, to you and you and you, you, and you. to people living with living with living with not dying from disease. the key
among us without sin be the first to calm down!
GIRL
wooh!
ALL
la vie boheme, la vie boheme, la vie boheme
PUR
is anyone out of a main street
ALL
la vie boheme
PUR
is anyone in the main street
ALL
la vie boheme
PUR
anyone alive with a sex drive
ALL
la vie boheme
PUR
tear down the walls, arent we all. the opposite of war isnt peace.
AMY
what is?!
PUR
its creation
ALL
wooh! la vie boheme, viva la vie boheme!
Hoooolyyyy...
/me sings along.
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A bottle of rum to go....forum once again PWNED against all wannabes.
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*picks up Bustos' tab*
Way to go, buddy. That's showing them how it's done...
@PUR- hmm... some parts of that I can't see myself singing... but,
*Talmann hums along and sings SOME of his lines*
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*Starts reading lyrics
"Woohoo, La Vie Boheme! I love Rent, so good choice, PUR."
*Sings loudly, taking the alto harmony
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*listens to harmony and starts to make up bass harmony as he has not seen Rent (yet)*
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/me sings with passion.
"thanks allama, its my favourite song right now."
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and again.
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There goes Bustos... off on a spamming rampage...
I'll pick up the tab for people who PWN the forum COMPLETELY until the next election...
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Two bottles of rum on the wall, TWO BOTTLES OF RUM ON THE WALL!
Take one down, pass it around, and then there was only one bottle of rum on the wall.
One bottle of rum on the wall, ONE BOTTLE OF RUM ON THE WALL!
Take one down, pass it around, and then were there no bottles of rum on the wall.
Zero bottles of rum on the wall, ZERO BOTTLES OF RUM ON THE WALL!
:'(
Get 99 more bottles of Captain on the wall, on Tal's tab!
YAY!
99 bottles of rum on the wall. 99 BOTTLES OF RUM ON THE WALL!
Take one down and pass it around...
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*Grabs a bottle
"98! Now for Daquiris."
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/me gabs a bottle of captain morgan
"97, rum and coke anyone?"
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Eh! That liquer's only fer those that PWN the forum! Git yer hands offa it!
*takes switch and raps knuckles of Allama and PUR*
If ya want it so bad, buy it yerself! I said I was only payin fer those that PWN.
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/me beats talmann as only she knows how and ties him to a support beam.
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he he....my turn!
*Places all manners of explosive material on the beam*
Hmmmmmmm, there is this rocket that spells, N.....U......K........E, wonder what that means?
*places Nuke with the pile of junk*
BOMBS AWAY!
(http://nukeitfromorbit.com/nuke.jpg)
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*Looks up from his beer*
"What was that?"
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*Narrowly avoiding the explosion (somehow) Alana waves and walks to the door
"Goodbye, everyone! See you tomorrow!"
*As she steps over the threshold, she spills her drink and slips on it. Pretending nothing happened, she exits.
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*Follows Allama out the door*
And to all, a good night!
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/me sits down at the table, looking around at the destroyed tavern while smoking his victory cigar for the nth hour, sighing.
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*Walks out of smoke away from now-destroyed support beam*
*cough* I miss anything?
*looks at Solnath's cigar*
hmm... meh, not now.
*grabs a few bottles from the back to save for later*
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Let's start 'er up!
Gather round ye lads and lasses, set ye for awhile,
An' harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle.
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone,
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song.
Consumption took me mother an' me father got the pox.
Me brother drank the whiskey till he wound up in a box.
Me other brother in the Troubles met with his demise.
Me sister has forever closed her smilin' Irish eyes.
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
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*Tries to throttle himself to death after hearing to much Irish drinking songs.*
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"Oh my dear...what happen here...?"
*surveys the devastating damage to the beloved pub
"My god...who in dang hel...TALMANN, what you doing singing at time like this,..the pubs destroy!!!"
*Rummage through the rubble
"We got to fix this,...come on, help me with cleaning this mess,...how come I feel kind of sick all of the sudden, feels like radiation poisoning."
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*Talmann summons many Boy Scouts to rebuild the Tavern in less than a day*
Now SING, my friend. SING!
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*reveals his big tool box, and starts helping with the reconstruction.
*How about a beat and tune to accompany our laboring my dear friend?
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Already started my friend.
*points to previous page where a drinking song was started*
unless ya want a work tune?
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"Oh, please...a work song sounds fantastic! Do you know any?"
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NO MUSIC unless its ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! says glet
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Get used to other music, ya crazy one.
*Talmann thinks*
Oh, I've been workin' on the Tavern, all da livelong day.
I've been workin on the Tavern, to pass da time away.
Don't ya hear the beer a'callin'? Way back when when times were good?
Don't ya hear those times a'callin'? So work for drink and food!
Work for drink and food. Work for drink and food.
Work for all that's go-o-od!
Work for drink and food. Work for drink and food.
Work for PUR, drink and food!
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U no qut just shut da hell up
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NO MUSIC unless its ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! says glet
This is a pub, if you want only rock, create your own dam club.
*returns to nailing the oak floor boards, while humming to Talmann's tune
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Mind yourself, Gletia... There are people out there with different views than you, ya know. If you can't accept that, then I suggest... well, I have nothing nice or constructive to say, so I shall be quiet and continue singing.
*waits for CL to start a verse*
*reminds CL of the same*
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Well maybe there are other people who dont like your singing too you know
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Is this some song that I need to google up or what? Guess I'll wing it...
There's nothing like carrying, a hundred on the shoulders,
Just feel the morning light shining off your face and dew,
Take a gulp of ale, no coffee for my liver, that shit is just so bitter,
Waste the day away on hard labour, and hope the ladies look my way.
Work for drink and food. Work for drink and food.
Work for all that's go-o-od!
Work for drink and food. Work for drink and food.
Work for PUR, drink and food!
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@ Glet - *points towards Constitution* Freedom of speech, man
@ CL - parody of "I've been workin on the Railroad"
Someone get the wires, the lamps and bulbs,
Someone get ceiling and flo-o-o-ors.
Someone get the winda's and tabl-ow!
And someone please get the WALLS!
Don't ya dare touch that beer, son!
Cuz if ya do, oh boy, there'll be pa-ain.
If ya do touch that beer, son,
I'll split yer head in twain!
Work for drink and food. Work for drink and food.
Work for all that's go-o-od!
Work for drink and food. Work for drink and food.
Work for PUR, drink and food!
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/me applauds at the show while puffing his cigar.
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OMFG who likes this crappy music!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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You'll find that everyone likes eachother's crazy antics, no matter what they be doing. :trout:
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*Puts the finishing touches to the pub sign
Well, we're done here, guess there's nothing to do, but wait for someone to deliver and stock the booze.
I fitted this N-Jammer under the tavern by the way, no nuke should be able to blow up within 13 miles of this place.
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Yay no more Nukes but can i still ahve my ak-47
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Awesome :clap:
Ya hear that Boba!? NO NUKES!
Anyway, want to get a drinkin song goin'? I saved ye a bottl'!
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*Yawns
Sorry Talmann, tired from all the work, maybe tommorrow.
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Alrighty. *Hands CL the beer anyway*
See ya tomorrow, my friend!
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THANK GOD :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :-P :-P :-P :-P :-P :-P :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap:
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"But Talmann, it is tomorrow!"
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Doesn't mean I ain't singin' :-P
Oh Danny Boy... the pipes, the pipes are ca-allin'...
From glen to glen... and down the mountainside...
The summer's gone... and all the roses fa-allin'...
It's you, it's you... must go and I must bide...
But come ye back... when summer's in the me-eadow...
And when the va...lley's hushed| and white with snow...
It's I'll be here... in sunshine or in sha-adow...
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so...
But come ye back... and all the flow'rs are dy-ying...
If I am dead... as dead I well may be...
Ye'll come and find... the place where I am ly-ying...
And kneel and say... an Ave there for me...
And I shall hear... though soft you tread abo-ove me...
And all my grave... will warmer sweeter be-e-e...
For you will bend... and tell me.. that you lo-ove me...
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me...
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so...
Oh Danny Boy, oh Da..nny Boy..., I love... yo-ou.. so....!
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/me whistles the official hitman tune.
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*obviously drunk, and sobbing at Tal's song*
That's *sniffle, sob* that's so beautiful. It's delishous. So sad. Never understood the song myshelf. Who sings to that Danny Boy? Oh, my gosh, the singers gonna die! He say so! So sad... but what doesh it mean? I never told you this, guys, but I have a confession to make. It's a deep, dark shecret I never told nobody. I...
*passes out, once again*
OOC: wait, tal posted before I finished editing. whoops!
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Dere's never a bartinder here, lad... here, got ya a bottl'.. though it seems ya had some already..
wanna sing a drinkin song?
(Oh, and pop by the IRC!)
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/me pops open a bottle of whiskey and offers it to people standing nearby.
"Anyone want some?"
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Yoink!
*grabs whiskey and takes a swig*
So, what's with the avatar?
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"It's a long story, sit down and I shall narrate it for you."
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*sits on a barstool and pretends to listen*
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/me starts telling the story, but soon derails to blame capitalists for misusing the term, "communism."
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*Returning once more, Alana looks very pleased to see the tavern rebuilt
"Pass the bottle, lads!"
*Sits down at the bar and sips her whiskey
"I thought I heard singing! Who's up for another verse, eh?"
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I would! What song'd ya have in mind, lass?
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"Let's have an Irish drinking song, aye?"
*Steps onto the bar and sings, gesturing for the crowd to join in for the common verses.
"Gather round ye lads and lasses, set ye for awhile,
An' harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle.
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone,
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song.
Consumption took me mother an' me father got the pox.
Me brother drank the whiskey till he wound up in a box.
Me other brother in the Troubles met with his demise.
Me sister has forever closed her smilin' Irish eyes.
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
Taijitu's full of pleasant drunks and mournful, angry eyes
The weepy and the commonplace we all dare not despise
For we, a tavern full of drink, accept whoever comes
'Why not?' we say, 'Drink the night away, for we're all naught but bums!'"
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Aye! There we go!
We have good fun in this here place, to leave I would not dare.
'Tis greatness in the liquer and the friendship in the air.
So link your arms and hands now in friendship that's bound an' true,
And then we'll all drink to our health, here's to myself and you!
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
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Gotta love the song...
I came from good ol' ECC to giant Taijitu
I thought I'd come and show them socialists a thing or two
I never thought I'd find me drinking with 'em in a bar
A Cap'tilist drinking with hippies is really quite bizarre!
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
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:clap: Keep drinkin, m'friend!
I'm really glad we all can come here to drink and have fun.
I'm sure we will get a few boos (excuse me fer the pun),
But ya cannot argue when yer friends come all around,
And they start drinking with ya, matchin ya pound fer pound!
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
PS: Howdy do, Marsos... come by IRC again...
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*raises a glass to toast*
Here's to the return of Soly's old avatar
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*joins toast*
Hear, hear!
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*All the toasting makes me hungry*
Waiter, toast please!
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*rolls eyes at Tacolicious*
We're in a pub, you idiot.
Bartender, toast please!
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*Algerianbania gets a beer keg with a hose and begins to down the entire thing. People are cheering him on.
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*watches with interest, munching on his toast*
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*rolls eyes at Tacolicious*
We're in a pub, you idiot.
Bartender, toast please!
"I'sh wurked in pubs as a khuk ya know" Tacolicious begins to say in a drunken slur "And theresh were waiters and waitresses and wun ofs them waitreshesh even bruke my heart, ya know wha I'sh shaying man?"
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*takes drink from Taco*
I've think you've had enough alcohol for today.
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*Algerianbania gets a mouthful of beer, lights a match, and sprays the alcohol out of his mouth, setting it aflame and burn a lot of people, who in turn get really pissed off.
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*Tacolicious raises his empty hand to his mouth, still as if holding a glass*
"Damhit, I dhdn't order no light beer!" he hollered. The bouncer raised his eyebrow thinking he might soon need to toss yet another drunk from the rowdy bar. "Bartender, I nees sumthin strung, like wishkey... gimme some wishkey and sum mer toast"
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*intercepts bartender and advises him to water down the whiskey as much as possible*
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*Tacolicious takes a gulp of the whiskey*
"Wathur?! Bhartenda, you shud be ashamed. I jush wants some wishkey and I shill ain't got nuh toast... Well If I'sh can't have stung drink and thost then I'sh gunna play shum darts... WATCH OUT ESHRYWHUN, I'SH GUNNA PLAY SOME DARTS. Now Wash thish, Three bhanks and inshto the Bullshy"
*The dart flies off in some random direction hitting V*
"Itsh nah mah fult, The damn board ish shpinnin"
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Ow! What the f***?! Some jackass threw a dart at me!
*glances round, sees Taco wavering unsteadily by the dartboard*
Right, that's it, I'm calling you a taxi.
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Tashi, Take me to da Taijitu Tavern! Whoe yer fast!
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Taxi, take this guy home. Actually, I have no idea where he lives. Just dump him in a field somewhere.
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*walks in with droopy tired look
Ai, I just finish PUR's picture, someone hit me with a drink with ya?
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*Still angry, Algerianbania grabs a bottle of Jack and gulps half of it down. He then smashes it on the head of Larry.
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Must... drink to.... forget.... animated panda...
Is it just me or does it look like it's either about to vomit or is having a seizure?
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*Algerianbania is amazed at how no one can realize that the panda is dancing to the best of his abilities, which aren't much considering that he is a panda.
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What song is that panda dancing to?
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Probably the same one as my avie. Hmm, I need to think of a name for her.
"Here's to you, CL! Nice work you've done!"
/me buys CL a drink.
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*sigh*
Times are tough.
*gulps down a beer*
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*Algerianbania gets a mouthful of beer, lights a match, and sprays the alcohol out of his mouth, setting it aflame and burn a lot of people, who in turn get really pissed off.
/me stares at Alger and wonders what they put in the beer here.
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*dances with Solnath's and Alger avatars*
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*amazed that Alger can actually set beer on fire.... :o
*ordered 10 shots of vodka, poured away the first and last and down the rest
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Give to me a beer
I'll give you my ear,
But when the drink is near
I will hardly hear
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A famous TV show character once said that alcohol was the cause of and solution to all of life's problems. I disagree. Alcoholism is a very bad thing that one should be on their guard against... what the heck, gimme a beer.
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*Alana walks in, already holding a mudslide for some reason
"Hi everyone! Um... please don't tell me I'm the only one who sees the dancing panda. I don't think I've had that much yet."
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Yeah, the damn thing won't stop dancing. We're just ignoring it and hoping it will go away.
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... or stepped over...
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*Alana walks over to the jukebox and pounds her fist on it Fonzie-style, clearly expecting it to start playing
"It doesn't work..."
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*walks over to the jukebox and actually puts money it in*
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*Quickly Jumps in and chooses most cheesy track on the jukebox....*
(And this is the thousandth post in the taijitu Tavern Thread....Huzzah for alliteration)
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*sips his drink*
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(Actually, that was the thousandth reply. The one above it was the thousandth post.)
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Whoo, I got the thousandth post!
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*Dances around to the country song Dai put on, but is probably the only one who thinks the jitterbug fits everything
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*Talmann thinks it is about time we sang yet another Irish drinking song* :-P
How 'bout another round for any singer... on me!
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Gather 'round, ye lads and lasses, set ya for a while,
And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle.
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and fam'ly gone,
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song!
Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox.
Me brother drank the whiskey till he wound up in a box.
Me other brother, in the troubles, met with his demise.
Me sister has forever closed her smiling Irish eyes.
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again! :drunks:
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I walk in, order a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster, take a swig, and immediately collapse.
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Pfft, weakling. I'll show you how it's done.
*orders a Pan Galatic Gargle Blaster, takes a tiny sip, then collapses*
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*oders a Pint of creme de menthe....gives it to the panda and stands back to watch....*
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Now if ye spy a bonny lass, don't just grab her rump!
Buy 'er a drink, then she'll think ye are a gen'rous chump
Take ye off to town, she will, to buy 'er gowns 'n rings
But once ye're done with all o' that, it's on to raunchy things!
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
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:clap: It's about time, lass!
All ya men, there are a few things that ya ought to know,
What women say will whip ya so they :whip: and off ya go.
So some advice I offer ya' before ya go get hitched,
Is the gal a goodly one or is she a big b*tch?
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
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*walks in with a tired look
"Hello everyone! I got me self a cold this moment, could use a mug of ale to warm these old bones..."
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*passes CL a round*
How 'bout a verse, lad?
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You guys wouldn't happen to serve Hak'len would you?
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"I think you'll find they carry just about anything you could want, dearie."
*Launches into song (again)
"If a man comes up to you, my fickle female friend
Make sure he buys you lovely drinks, and more things in the end:
A cat, a hat, an automobile, and always alcohol
'Cus if he does he's one of the ones who's in for the long haul!
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again"
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In that case I'll take a small shot of Hak'len. I wouldn't recommend anyone else touches the stuff though. Without working up an immunity to it, it might easily kill you. One sip, bartender!
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Finishes singing and sidles up next to Latagon
"So, what's in that stuff? It smells... strong."
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The truth is, no one really knows anymore. It's main ingredients is Kresh, but the art of Hak'len brewing is basically lost. I wouldn't expect that many others here could handle more than a sip of this. Caldarians are the only ones who can take more than a swig. How about you, what's your poison?
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"Wine, though I like other things on occasion. Speaking of, I need another glass."
*Alana hurdles over the bar, fumbles around beneath it for a while (producing a few alarming crashes and clinks), and reappears with a glass of Sauvignon Blanc.
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/me turns into Iskar, drinks a glass of Hak'len, thinks for a while and shifts back into his normal form.
"Meh, I've had better."
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/me turns into Iskar, drinks a glass of Hak'len, thinks for a while and shifts back into his normal form.
"Meh, I've had better."
You probably shouldn't have done that. Hak'len has the potency to kill you,fortunately your death should be slow, so you can say your good-byes...
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stronger than absinth?
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Deadly with one sip, that is, if you haven't already built an immunity to it. As I said, Caldarians are the only ones that can acctually take more than two sips without dying, and even they're susceptible after a while.
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How does it taste, though? Is it worth dying for?
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The taste isn't the appeal. It's ceremonial for Caldarians, and a test of strength for others. Caldarians use it 2 times out of their lives. Once at school when they turn 14 and once during funerals. A taste of mortality you might call it.
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*Stumbles behind bar and pulls himself a pint of Poteen*
"What use is eyesight anyhow???"
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Why Senator, what a pleasure, here have a sip of Hak'len.
*Begins to hand Daimiaen the Hak'len, but then thinks better of it.*
On second thought, you probably want to live out the night...
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"Dearest Latagon, that's why I changed my form before drinking it."
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"I appreciate your kind offer.....I simply have no need for such mild tipples.....I would offer you some Poteen...but I fear your constitution may not be up to it....." :-P
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Blindness and Death are two totally different things. Hak'len is not for the weak at heart, so I'll not offer it to you. Now Allama, might be able to take it, but I doubt the good senator could take more than a sip before death gripped him.
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*confuse by the conversation about liquor
"Can we talk about the coming war? I'm falling asleep here..."
*Drains mug of beer.
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well look at the man in the liquor store......he yelling "anyone want a drink before the war"
(Spot the quote for special cookie)
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"Think so, Latagon?"
*Not one to turn from a challenge, Alana takes a sip of Hak'len, looks to enjoy it for a moment, then turns a violent shade of violet
"Good... *cough... hearty stuff... Maybe another later, eh?"
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I'd sleep on it.
*Puts the Hak'len away, and begins to drink a non-alcoholic drink.
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orsis is inspired by Jumanji and brings aload of monkeys into the bar - deciding it would be funny to see them pissed (i know this doesn't happen in the movie - but those CGI monkeys r ace!)
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My God, the monkeys! They're everywhere! Won't somebody think of the children?!
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My nation just became a democracy :'(
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Well sit down and have a drink.
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"Hey Talmann, how about that round? After we drink, we can sing another verse or three!"
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Aye! That'll do, lass. That'll do!
Gather 'round, ye lads and lasses, set ya for a while,
And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle.
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and fam'ly gone,
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song!
Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox.
Me brother drank the whiskey till he wound up in a box.
Me other brother, in the troubles, met with his demise.
Me sister has forever closed her smiling Irish eyes.
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
Edit: We need a round for Dixie! *empties mug*
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*jumps on the bar holding a large Bavarian beer and starts chanting "Dixie's back all right!"'
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*As per IRC discussion, SD pays Talmann for a bottle of Hochbaronauslese Wein*
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*Boba Fett walks in, blasting all the monkeys as he walks to the bar*
WHERE IS MY BEER DANG IT!
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Ty Boba, they were annoying. Here's a beer for you. *Serves Boba a cold Weizenbier*
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*Pops a dime into the jukebox, selects and 80's disco tune, and starts to bust some awesome dance moves. The ladies all clamor around him, and he winks at a select few. The ones that he winks at scream in delight.
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*Latagon leans over to Allama*
What's with the guy over there? The one dancing and winking at imaginary women. He going crazy or something?
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*walks in with hair sleek back, and wearing a concert t-shirt. Pulls in his electric guitar and sets up. Starts playing Billy Talent's "This Suffering".
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Air guitarists too? Wow, this place has got all the crazies...
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*Annoyed that some rock tune is louder than his disco, Algerianbania steals the guitar from CL and throws it. It somehow hits Latagon right in his face. Everyone can hear the bones crack as his face becomes disfigured and ugly.
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*Looks at Algerbania...........................................................gets another guitar and plays "Try Honesty".
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*Grabs a guitar himself, pushes CL aside, and starts to play "The Hellion", which leads into "Electric Eye", both by Judas Priest.
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*pulls the guitar plug, and strangle Algerbania with it
"LETS LEAVE ME THE F*** ALONE YOU FUCKING FURRY!!!
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*Algerianbania, upon realizing that he was a furry, shoots himself in the head.
(i might have to change my avatar. I never thought of myself as a furry. Thank you CL for opening my eyes)
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No problem man
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"They're fighting over... an air guitar?"
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No, we're fighting over half a hot dog.............................................ya we're fighting over an air guitar.
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/me pushes and holds 2 for speed-dial on his cell phone.
"How about you two just sit down and relax, I'll order you some real guitars while you do so."
/me steps outside, talking in a hushed voice to the operator at Arkham Asylum.
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"Soly where you going?....Soly, you there?...................SOLY????? DON'T LEAVE ME SOLY!!!!
*breaks down in tears
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*Algerianbania comforts CL and then runs out side and punches Soly in the face. Unfortunately, he is really punching a '98 Jaguar.
"How dare you Soly. *crunch* How dare you hurt my friend like that! You *crunch* and your *crunch* perverted dancing girl *crunch* avatar. *crunch* Pervert! *crunch* Dickweed! *crunch* F*ckhead!" *crunch* *car alarm*
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/me looks at Alger for a while before replying to the phone:
"Yeah, ASAP would be nice."
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*Sirens sounds. Cop cars pull up and a man walks out with a billy-club.
"Its OK son. We're gonna take you to a place where you're gonna be happy."
"Happy? Hehe. Happy" *Claps hands slowly while have a an over exaggerated smile. Is dragged away. "Happy. Happy."
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/me lights his cigar, turns to the camera and says:
"He'll be back."
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*Larry turns back to his beer*
Well...that was odd.
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agreed.
will some 1 please take care of CL he/she's crying on my sleeve
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*Annoyed that some rock tune is louder than his disco, Algerianbania steals the guitar from CL and throws it. It somehow hits Latagon right in his face. Everyone can hear the bones crack as his face becomes disfigured and ugly.
I love this guys imagination. Throwing Air guitars and thinking it does damage?
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"Hey wheres Algy?"
*goes to the washroom to change his clothes.
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Ok CL. It's time we take you off to the Happy Hotel. I'm sure you'll be happy there.
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Soly, u have Arkham Assylum on speed dial?
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I do, in case of crazies...
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*enters*
Plenty of those around here.
*leaves*
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*Algerianbania busts through a wall wearing a straight-jacket and looking around.
"Dude! I don't know what happened, but someone must have spiked my drink or something cause first I'm having a beer, and then I'm in some asylum and wearing this thing. One of the guards told me that some guy called them and they picked me up. I'm not crazy. You people have to believe me! But I am going to find that guy who called the asylum and kick his ass!"
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Oh no! Quick get the tazers! *Calls the Asylum to get the men in the white coats to take Algerbania back*
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*Alana sips her drink thoughtfully, viewing the spectacle with a mixture of amusement and disbelief.
"Hey CL, it's alright. Soly will be back, don't you fret..."
*While comforting CL, Alana discreetly removes a cell phone from her pocket and sends a text message to Arkham:
One of your patients has escaped; he's in the Taijitu Tavern.
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The Man, the myth, the legend, walks in. Okay, he's only "the myth" but who cares.
Mythical Puma, or just Puma, sits down at the bar and orders a drink.
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*walks in wearing his usual black cowboy hat, looks around, taking in the scene*
Damn, place has gotten busier since the last time i was in here.
*lights a cig, cits down, and orders a shot of whiskey*
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*The men in the white coats take Algerianbania away.
"Someone save me! I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy! Can I get a psycho-evaluation or something? I'm not crazy! CL help me! Please! Does no one love me?"
*Begins to cry
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Yeah, it's SD!!
*orders a few drinks and starts to party*
Hey, SD! You up fer a howdown?
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Oh we all love you Alger. *Motions to men to get him out of the bar*
Which is why we're going to help you get out of that bad ol place. *Motions that the men sedate him*
We'll be rescueing you soon!
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*Begins to feel drowsy.
"Curse you Latagon. Curse.....you.....curlslelsllllll."
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Shhhh. Just go to sleep. We'll rescue you soon. Don't worry man. We'll get you out of there!
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oops.... I'm late...
anyway, nasdrovie! :drunks:
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Namaste!
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'ey! Methinks we need to liven this place up a bit!
Gather 'round, ye lads and lasses, set ya for a while,
And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle.
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and fam'ly gone,
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song!
Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox.
Me brother drank the whiskey till he wound up in a box.
Me other brother, in the troubles, met with his demise.
Me sister has forever closed her smiling Irish eyes.
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
:drunks: Woohay! :drunks:
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Hey Talmann! Hodown? No thanks, the ho can stay down for all I care! LMAO!
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/me buys SD a double shot of Makers Mark
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We drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and fight! (HEY!)
We drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and fight! (HEY!)
And if I see myself a pretty girl, I'll take her home tonight
And we drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and drink and fight! (HEY!)
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A plague fell on the village and the children all but died
The women laid up sick in bed and old folks barely tried
The men decided they would cure it but to no avail
Drinking, now, that'll fix us, another round won't fail!
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
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Hello everyone.
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(((I would say hello but im in an insane asylum.)))
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"Is that pole dancers pole i erected in her still intact?
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*A rift in space-time opens and Taco from 200 years in the future falls out having been partly converted to a cyborg*
I'm going to buy you all a stiff drink, in about 15 minutes you'll really really need it.
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*Talmann takes the drink, then throws empty bottle and the water that came with the drink on stupid cyborg*
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What is this, the hitchhikers guide?
...or maybe we're at the Restaurant at the end of the Universe!
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do we get to taste the rainbow?
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*Talmann takes the drink, then throws empty bottle and the water that came with the drink on stupid cyborg*
In 200 years we figured out water proofing... we also figured out phasers :clap: *Vaporizes Talmann*
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*dips a finger in Talmann's ashes and licks it*
Mmm, tangy.
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*Talmann walks in*
Ah, I see y'all have met one of my doppelgängers... What's with the retarded-looking statue in the middle of the room? Is it target practice?
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*Algerianbania walks in.
"They released me. I'm freed from the loony bin!"
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*orsis is unconvinced*
alger, did u c the tunes in the looney bin?
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/me looks mildly concerned, then changes her mind and decides to have another drink.
"Oi, what happened to all the Chardonnay?"
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A good question. I believe this robotic chump was trying to take it all.
*looks at Taco, who has 10 bottles of wine behind him*
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*Algerianbania, seeing Allama's need for chardonnay, find a good opportunity. Grabs a bottle of chardonnay and two glass, and slides up next to Allama, while pouring the drink.
"Hey hot stuff. Can I interest you in a drink?"
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Glad you're all enjoying your drinks, I'll now open biding on an item you all might be interested in... the antidote
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Good thing nobody remembered to poison the drinks then...or we'd all be SOL...
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I didn't poison the drinks. It's air-borne poison.
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Man, it's lucky I've been breathing from these air tanks all day. And they all called me mad for walking around with a bunch of scuba gear. Who's laughing now, huh?
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hmm wot r the side effects?
*orsis looks at allama and decides if he's goin 2 die he might as well die happy*
"is there any primal biological funstion necessary for the continuation of the species tht u wnt to do before u die? U no the 1 i can help u with..."
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*Latagon looks over to see Orsis looking at him and not Allama.*
Back off buddy.
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*smiles inappropriately*
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/me slaps orsis in the face, and turns back to Alger.
"You can, but only if you drop the "hot stuff" bit and don't expect anything apart from conversation."
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*staggers in through the door covered in blood and bruises....
"What ho chaps....top fun out there....been collecting butterflies....got a lovely specimen of Actus simplus....Champagne all round to celebrate...."
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*Talmann wonders in amazement the size of the butterflies Dai was catching*
:o
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Well then...Maybe another round for the patrons. On me!
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*Algerianbania takes the beer that Lata was offering him.
"Thanks, dude."
*Turns back to Allama
"OK. My name is Alger, I'm a panda, unemployed and I live with my parents."
*Smiles hopefully.
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Did you say Unemployed Panda or Unemployed Pan handler? I was too busy being drunk to hear properly..
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"Unemployed panda. Now please let me discuss the flaws of my life with this beautiful lady over here."
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Pandas must no have very good eyesight... you've been talking to a coat rack for the last 15 minutes
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"How do you know? Your drunk."
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I'm not THAT drunk that I don't know what's going on. The "Real Deal" is you will.
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*Turns to Allama and whacks his head on a jacket.
"Oh. I guess your right."
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/me wonders why Alger walked away to talk to a coat rack, shrugs, and grabs a glass of champagne.
"I suppose we ought to clean up the mess, but... oh well."
/me
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Well now that that's taken care of....
*offers Alana a drink*
I couldn't help but notice your glass is nearly empty... so how's the world spinning for you this fine evening?
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"Why, thank you. I do enjoy a nice champagne. The world is spinning clockwise for me on this fine evening, though I may ask it to reverse direction later. And you?"
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*Algerianbania walks in wear big, thick glasses.
"I can see so much better now."
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*Gets up from the bar*
Ok Alger, it's time to go off to the happy hotel.
*Pulls out tazer*
Don't worry, if you're drunk enough, this won't hurt a bit.
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"I've told you a billion times. I'm not crazy, I just bought some new glasses."
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I dunno...You look pretty...crazy...to me. I'm watching you.
*Walks back to the bar.*
Time for another shot of Hak'len. Anyone care to join me for a drink of death?
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"Why, thank you. I do enjoy a nice champagne. The world is spinning clockwise for me on this fine evening, though I may ask it to reverse direction later. And you?"
Seems to be spinning a lot faster for me now, or maybe you're just so beautiful you just make time stand still (Yay physics pickup lines!) :drunks:
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Great Pick up line...
*Looks over to Allama*
Some people are such idiots...
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Nothing ventured, nothing gained
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"I think it may be spinning a little too fast for you, honey."
/me walks over to the other end of the bar to get a shot of Hak'len.
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So, Alana, how's life treating you?
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*Walks in looking very distracted and sits down and looks off into space*
:wb:
Oh, right... A glass of Auslese, bitte. Weiße Wein.
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Allama just out of interest - while all of the bar hv been mooning over u - hv u actuli ad 2 buy a drink?
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*drifts into the Taijitu Taven for the first time, forgetting that it's 9:18 AM in Teoghlach, and choosing only to drink away the sorrows of the stale remnants of cheese left on his collar from a protestor*
Make it a vodka and orange juice, on the rocks...
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Heysh Teego! Welshcome to thesh Tavrun. Lesh me buys you a beer and gish ya shum advish. Dun make phishics pick-ups... They'ls alshways brek yer heart...
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"Oh orsis, don't be silly! ...of course I never buy my own drinks."
/me turns back to Latagon.
"Life has been treating me pretty well, aside from the occasional need to 'deal with' over-ambitious men. The world is beautiful in spring and my job has been picking up a bit. How's it been for you?"
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*Taco passes out after yet another forgotten night and begins to dream* ...super.... ....super...metroids.... ..... ..... ..... ..... SAMUS NO!
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*looks down at Taco, then back up at the barkeep*
I'll have whatever on earth he was having... double!
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*Taco wakes up fully sober-ish, checks the calender and sees that September is still a good ways off* Barkeep gimme a pitcher of rum and coke and a silly straw!
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hmm i've been thinkin - we've all been in here drinkin for a rather long tym - by rights we shud be dead by now, do u think we all died and went to drinking heaven?
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If that's the case, go find Boris Yeltsin. He should have a distillery up here somewhere by now.
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There should also be a beer volcano and a stripper factory
a cookie to any 1 who gets the refernece
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"Hey, who thinks we should install a karaoke machine full of terrible 80's pop songs?"
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"As long as it mainly contains rock classics I don't care if there is also the odd horrible pop song.
And Bartender, give me the strongest you got, make it a double, and spike it. And let the current delegate pick up the tab."
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"Having a rough day, huh? Here let me get you another of those... intriguing concoctions, on the Del's tab. And one for myself while I'm at it. Cheers, TGR!"
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As long as Del's paying do you guys do off-sales here? Because I could use a could 40's of Tequila :)
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i'll have your most expensive beveridge on the tab of whoeva's least likely to notice the missing money
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Hehehe... While we're having a party on TGR's tab, I'll buy a bottle of Hochbaronauslese Wein, aged 50 years at least.
*Starts pouring glasses for himself and any woman that's at the Tavern
Here ya are, Al, enjoy it! Es schmeckt wunderbar...
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"Woohoo! Thanks, Talmann."
/me up.
:drunks:
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hmm - anyone know how far TGR's overdraft/credit allowance runs?
jst thinkin he might notice when we max out his credit card
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Nah...well...maybe...
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We'll just get them really drunk before they have to pay the tab and hope for the best.... If not I hope you all have a good hiding spot picked out.
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orsis has an idea runs out and comes back a little later - i bought us all a sniper rifle to see off TGR if he/she comes too close - now does any 1 know how 2 shoot it?
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"I do."
/me takes the rifle and handles it with alarming familiarity, checking to make sure it's loaded properly.
"Hehe, fun! Someone get me another drink!"
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* tak gets Allama an airag
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/me slings the rifle over her shoulder, takes the proffered drink, and sips gingerly.
"Thanks, tak!"
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right! i'm definately not goin 2 annoy ^ now!
would u like a free :drunks: ?
jst please makesure u can still aim afterwards
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"Sure, but I think it would be prudent to wait until I finish this one."
/me downs entire glass.
"...there we go. I'm ready!"
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i think i'll stand behind you just in case
*eyes Allama's unsteady gait*
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"That' a girl!"/me swaggers in from the back room with what appears to be a bottle of jack half gone.
"Now just aim at the stupid boy. oh wait i've got something for you!"/me pulls out an elegant silver engagement ring with a small diamond glinting in the light.
"here take it, its for the marriage ceremony."/me places the ring on Alana's finger and gives her a kiss.
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Um...Alana? Why is PUR proposing to that chair?
*Picks PUR up, and places him in the chair. He sits down making faces and kissing the back of the chair.*
By the way, I'm a pretty good shot with a rifle as well. Anyone got another? We can never be too careful.
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It's hanging above the bar in case of a zombie attack
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Ah. Good.
*Picks up the rifle*
So...in that case. What's your zombie plan?
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i've got one - if u see something that looks dead shoot the fuck out of it
btw Latagon i believe PUR is female - check profile and this thread thts somewhere else on forum where ppl ost pictures of thmselves it might be in real life section i cn't remember
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Orsis, I get the feeling you'd be taken by the shambling hordes in no time. My plan is to get a tank and use it as a mobile zombie fighting fortress
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"stumbling in"
what did i walk into "slurring" w/e give me that damn bottle of cap'n morgan
"handed the bottle and stumbles back to the corner and kills the bottle in minuets and stumbles back passing out half way"
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*Taco thinks towlie might be a zombie*
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*Pulls out a pistol from his jacket and shoots towlie in the head*
Well, if he gets up, he's undead and soon to be dead, and if he doesn't... well, sue me. I don't care.
*Goes back to drinking his wine*
Eh, empty? Ah... A bier then, bartender! Heineken, Hofbrauhaus!
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"dragged out by 4 big guys wile a fifth arms a home made bomb w/ short time left'
5
4
3
2
1
KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOM
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hehe... got my boomage in for today... Oi... me back
*cracks back*
Ah, much better... Alas, it be getting late. I should be off fer bed.
*finishes his beer in a single gulp*
Auf Wiedersehen!
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taco we shud be able to get a tank from the military establishment i've been nicking this equipment from but a tanks a 2 man job - i need ur help and with a little extra help we should be able 2 take an apache
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"PUR, honey, is this for me?"
/me giggles and admires the ring on her finger.
"That's that, then: we'll have to move to Massachusetts for the wedding."
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'walks in w/ head wrapped up and takes a seat at the end and stars drinking again'
talman sucks give me the best rum u have and put the rest of my drinks on his tab
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*Walks in from doing something, wants to fight and punches Talmann in the face.
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"grabs a nearby beer bottle and breaks it over talmann's head"
that takes cares of that
sits back down and finishes the rum and falls passing out
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*smacks Alger across the face with a pool cue, just for the hell of it*
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*Shoots the rifle into the air*
Ok, everyone go back to your beers. I'll take care of these three morons. Outside NOW!
*The four walk outside and the gun is fired three times*
Ow! Shit!
*Latagon walks in holding his foot.*
Bastards jumped me...
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don't worry - i think allama still has the other rifle
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/me wonders what the hell is going on and wanders into the kitchen to escape the chaos (and look for cake).
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/me greets Al' in the kitchen after promptly hiding the huge batch of cookies and dusting flour off his uniform.
"Lovely weather, ne?"
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"Oh, didn't see you come in. Hello, kitten! It is gorgeous outside, isn't it?"
/me peers at the thin layer of flour on the floor.
"Hey... were you baking? I need cake, Soly."
/me fanatical gleam alights in her eyes as she reaches out her had imploringly.
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"Eh, cake, madammoiselle? I suppose there's some here."
/me walks over to a device that isn't all too unlike a cappucino machine, excepting the huge mass of wires connected to a chocolatey piece of cake where the cup is usually set, detaches the wires and offers the cakeling.
"Ignore the dents, it was attached to that improbability thingie. Strawberry and banana, I think."
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/me grins with glee and pounces on the cake, somehow managing to thank Soly with a quick hug in midair without deviating from the flight path.
"MMMMM, it has Kahlua icing."
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/me subtly shifts the big, looming pile of cookies back behind the large oven, causing the heap to shake ominously.
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cookies!
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Who let him in here?
For that matter, who let me in here?
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/me pulls out an X-COM plasma rifle from the cookie pile.
"I think the question is, who's going to let you out before I do?"
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*gulps*
No, don't worry, I'm leaving.
*grabs a cookie and runs like hell*
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/me notices that Al's still distracted by the cake and resumes hiding the humongous pile of poisoned cookies.
Yes, poisoned.
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*wanders back into the kitchen*
You know, that cookie tasted kinda funny. And not ha-ha funny. More like...
*collapses onto the floor*
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*wakes back up and staggers to his feet*
what the hell did i do this time *looking at the dead body blood and broken glass and broken pool stick*
i need a beer that is enough liquor i am tooooo mean on that stuff sorry about the breaking the bottle and all that stuff
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*Walks In.
*Looks Around.
*Raises Eyebrow.
Hmmm. This looks like a nice place to get a drink.
*Orders everyone a drink as it's my first night in the bar.
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*Still in need of a fight. Algerianbania wonders into the kitchen and saunters over to were Soly is plotting evily, and where Alana is shoveling cake into her mouth.
"WOOO! This isn't my car!"
*Stabs Soly with a cutlery knife, and bangs Alana's head on the counter. Quickly grabs the cake and runs, eating it more piggishly than Alana was.
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*Merrily sits and enjoys the entertainment provided by the other guests.
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You know, someone should call the police.
*continues to sit and drink*
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I'll take care of this.
*Shoots Alger four times.*
Well...My motto is "Shoot first, kick the panda later." Would somebody please get Alger to the hospital? He seems to be dying of massive blood loss.
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Ok, fine. But you owe me one, panda.
*picks up Alger and walks out of the Tavern*
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/me falls down to the ground, bleeding, but a shining cookie drops from the pile and as it touches the wound, Soly is healed once again.
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You do realise you now have poisoned blood?
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You do realise I'm immune to my own poison? Besides, it's the Shining Cookie.
/me hides the SC in his pocket.
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You're immune to your own poison? What are you, a snake? Anyway, I don't think they're really poisoned; I ate one a while ago, and now I'm fine.
Oh, by the way: yoink!
*grabs the Shining Cookie and runs like hell, again*
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/me shoots the ceiling so that a large stone knocks Larry out and retrieves that SC.
"I don't think so."
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*orsis starts making molotovs and lining them up along the counter*
anyone got a light?
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*gets up groggily and looks at orsis*
Yeah, I've got a lighter here.
*passes it to orsis*
Why, what's it for?
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*staggers in waving a broken sword in hand*
Avast give me your best grog or ye shall all walk thee plank
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orsis decides Soly has crossed the line by desecrating cookies - lights a molotov and throws it straight at Soly's face
"Shining cookie be damned! You cookie poisoner!"
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*picks up a molotov and takes a sip*
Wow, that's disgusting.
...Oh, wait, it's not that type of cocktail?
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/me regains consciousness and staggers back into the main room.
"What the bloody hell just happened? Where's that panda? I'll kill 'im! ...for that matter, where's my drink?"
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I took Alger to the vet. As for your drink...here, try this.
*hands Allama the molotov*
It tastes better if you set fire to that rag first.
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why cant we all just drink and be friends!?!?!?
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/me wonders why orsis threw the molotov cocktail at the wall between them.
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/me grabs a bottle of wine and pours a glass for herself and an extra.
"Hey, where'd my fiancé go?"
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i dn't know but when we find her i hope u two are up for celebratory, prenuptial sex in front of us all
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/me sighs at orsis' vulgarity and blasts him with a short burst of plasma.
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*Collects plasma residue to sell on ebay.
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*staggers in waving a broken sword in hand*
Avast give me your best grog or ye shall all walk thee plank
Oh shit! Zombie Pirates! *Opens fire*
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*Walks in*
What the...
*shoots pistol in the air*
Alright, Alright. Settle down... Now I'm giving y'all three seconds until yeh be drinking an' actin' all civil-like. Now...
*grabs fire extinguisher and puts out ever-growing flame from cocktail*
*grabs other cocktails and throws them on Soly's cookies, burning them to ashes*
Now if y'all'll kindly place your weapons in these here lockers I made for each'a ya, we'll get down to some real business. Like... a free round of whiskey, on me! And by on me, I mean on the delegate's tab.
*looks around warily for anybody stupid enough to take that too seriously*
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As I finally walk back into my favorite pub, I wave hello to all.
My last experience didn't end so well...Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters don't go very well with New Coke (then again, New Coke doesn't go well with New Coke)
I am not too stupid to take this too seriously, I just want free drinks.
Thanks, Talmann!
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orsis finds the plasma hole in his stomach is mysteriously healing over (Xmen's wolverine style)
"what the Hell?"
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*TGSII gives everyone flowers and asks them nicely to make love not war.
*TGSII is not a hippy.
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/me looks at the burning pile of cookies, shrugs and incinerates Tal's kneecap.
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*TGSII Gives up and smokes a pipe before the smoking ban comes into effect.
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orsis points out the lack of females for us all to make love to
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/me winks at orsis.
"Who needs females? Like the USMC saying goes, 'there is no wrong hole.'"
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*backs slowly away from Soly*
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*Follows Larry.
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/me slaps orsis (again) and walks over to the bar for a nice sit down.
"The flowers are lovely; thanks, TGSII! It's too bad you're not a hippie, really. Are any of my fellow flower children present, or must I freak out the squares all by my lonesome?"
/me does an interpretive dance on the bar, representing the folly of mankind in cowtowing to oppressive governments. It mostly looks like she's thrashing around like a fish.
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*TGSII wonders why Allama's post is multi-coloured.
*TGSII continues smoking bubble pipe.
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* tak passes his joint around
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No thank you. I'm alergic. (Yeah Right)
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*Talmann looks at his kneecap, then up at Sol*
Alright, pard. You asked for it.
DRAW!!
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*rapidly grabs a pad and pencil, and begins sketching a helicopter*
This is going to be the best drawing ever!
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* tak burns the pad with his joint
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Dude, what was that for?
*takes Tak's joint and jabs in his face*
How d'ya like that, huh?
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/me uses the opportunity presented by her fellow patrons' distraction to smuggle some booze into her now-bulging sack of a purse.
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* TGSII Decides it's time for some order :whip: ........................
*But decides to order more drinks instead.
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I DEMAND SATISFACTION!!!
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One order of satisfaction comming up.
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"If you meant sexual satisfaction, you'll want to talk to orsis."
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Sorry to disappoint, but I'm staying as far away from that as Possible.
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"Hey! I didn't mean it to sound like that! God damn it all... I need another drink; I'm not alcoholic enough to deal with this crap."
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Heh, I didn't mean it like that either. I'm just a little worried about the sexual preferences of certain members of this forum.
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"Why, whoever do you mean?"
/me bats eyelashes innocently.
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Ummm.....
*Looks around nervisly.
Here, have another drink.
O:-)
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*Cough*
Well I'm sure ready for another drink. Who's up for another brush with death?
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/me ignores Tal and returns to the bar, placing the rifle under the counter and sitting next to TGSII.
"Can I have one as well, bishie?"
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"If you meant sexual satisfaction, you'll want to talk to orsis."
i'm sorry but i don't know UFS' gender n i definately don't swing both ways
Heh, I didn't mean it like that either. I'm just a little worried about the sexual preferences of certain members of this forum.
u needn't worry bout me - i'm male and straight as a die
tho if UFS is male and straight, female and gay or anything in between - i might be bale to help out with some interesting websites ;)
now where were we? :drunks:
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*Talmann ignores orsis*
Oi! Sol! I told you to draw... Since ya didn't, I guess I win!
*holds up poorly sketched drawing of outside of Tavern*
Yea!! Free drink for me...
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*Alger walks in with stitches all over his body.
"Why do I always walk into this place only to put pushed out? Does anybody love me?"
*Huddles up in corner and begins to cry.
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*Talmann feels sorry for silly panda and gives him his free drink*
Here, man. You need this more than me.
(btw, it's only vodka)
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*Alger looks at the drink and laps it all up.
"Oh! Was that vodka? I'm allergic to it!"
*Face begins to swell and hives pop up all over his body.
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*tak (http://209.85.12.236/5531/72/emo/hug.gif) the poor panda
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who feels sorry for alger?
Lets have an aye!
Aye!
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Aye!
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Aye!
Though I still laugh at his pandantics.
*Trey also continues to ignore our resident drunken comic relief, orsis
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Well, I dunno...Most of his wounds were inflicted by me...
I guess so...
*Latagon grudgingly raises his hand."
Aye...
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*Vive Mon Genie walks in and looks around. Goes and sits next to Trey. *
Hey i didn't think I'd see all of you here!
* shifts uncomfortably at the eerie silence. gets up and turns on ipod. Starts to dance like a chicken having a seizure while being electrocuted by a outlet plug*
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i think vive mon genie will fit in perfectly
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*Alger, comforted by everyone's kind words, picks up a drink and goes over to Vive Mon and sits down with him.
"Hi! I'm a panda."
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*Cradles Rifle*
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* stares at the rifle and suddenly clears throat*
well.. umm.. hello Mr. ... Panda? anyway... i like your rifle... ITS SHINY!!!
*runs over to touch it and sees reflection*
OOH!!! I CAN SEE MYSELF!!!!!
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*stumbles over to the bar*
Dammit, I'm gonna drink 'til I'm sober!
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*Looks at Viva Mon weirdly
Um...That's not my rifle.
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* looks lost*
oh... oops i thought the glass in your hand was a rifle... hee hee my bad...
*looks at larry, head moving to the beat of the song playing on ipod. ( baby got back)*
Larry.. is that even possible?
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*Hears what Vive is listening to, looks at his own behind, and moves aways.
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* looks at algers retreating form but can't hear anything cuz of the music*
HEY! WHERE ARE YOU GOING??? HUH?!?!? SORRY.. COULD YOU REPEAT THAT?? I CAN'T UNDERSTAND A WORD YUR SAYING!!!
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Wow, things is getting weird in here. I want a cookie, but not one of those poisoned ones... Hmmm...
*eyes Alger*
Maybe a Panda cookie...
*Aims rifle*
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*Dives behind the bar. And readies one of the unused moltovs from before.
Lata! Come to papa bitches!
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If you say so...
*Begins firing the high powered, armor piercing bullets at Alger's hiding space, the light wooden bar.*
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*Taking many hits, Alger throws the molotovs one after another at Lata. BOOM! Direct hit! Alger then rips of fur lining to reveal "zomg1337hax0rs armor".
"Ow! That stings."
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*Unfortunately Alger drops one of the molotovs at his feet and catches himself on fire, while Latagon stands under a fire hose and puts out the fire.*
Luckily I'm resistant to most burns. :p
*Takes off anti burn suit*
I guess I need a new one now...
*Goes over to Alger to find that he's been cooked into a perfect cookie by the Molotov.*
Dude! Now that's what I call convenience.
*Begins eating the panda cookie*
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*Taco pushes the button after hearing fearsome combat from the bar. A thermonuclear device reduces the tavern to a smoking crater along with a few surrounding blocks*
*Walking among the wreckage, Taco kicks over a charred bar stool. Picks up something and begins to eat*
"Man what I won't do for a panda cookie" *The Taco's laugh hangs over the dead still night as a faint glow rises as if the souls of the vanquished were made luminous by the nuclear inferno* Never get between a Taco and his panda cookies...
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You maniacs! You blew it up! Damn you! Damn you all to hell!
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/me wanders out of the outhouse, about 30 ft. from the blast zone.
"Gee, I picked a good time to go to the bathroom. I did miss all the fun, though... Damn, should've held it."
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orsis starts to heal wolverine style again
"Gee this sure comes in handy - i just wish i knew what the fuck it was!"
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*cough*
Wow, a thermonuclear device. I'll remember to steer clear of those from now on...
Wait a second...don't all bad zombie movies start with a nuclear device going off? Oh shit!
*Pulls out rifle*
Maybe we should get out of here...
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* decides that due to his bizarre heeling abilities orsis has nothing to fear
"lets rebuild the tavern"
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*looks over at orsis*
Zombie!
*snatches rifle from Latagon and shoots orsis in the head*
That's better. Wait a second, how did I survive that blast? I must be a zombie too!
*turns rifle towards his own head*
Goodbye, cruel world!
~click~
Huh. Out of bullets.
*grabs a brick and starts braining himself*
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I walk into the tavern wielding a BFG and quickly end the lives of Larry, orsis, and Latagon, but spare Allama because I run out of bullets...and because she posted farther down the reply topic summary list than the first 3 people that got vaporized.
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* slowly lowers a titanium/ steel human shield that came out of nowhere*
What the..?!? WHAT WAS THAT?!?!?!
*looks down *
Ewww!! I'm covered in... panda cookies and .... zombie parts?? that's weird... oh well ..
* brushes off outfit , flips hair and folds up the shield*
lets start rebuilding!! this place was cool!
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*I turn around and see Vive Mon Genie.
ZOMBIE!!!!
Before she alerts me to the fact that she is not, in fact, a zombie, she becomes salvageable only by using a squeegee.
I pick up Vive's leg and saunter over to the only live person, Allama, who seems strangely unresponsive.
ZOMBIE!!!
Allama's brains spilled on floor.
Oh no, I'm alone...surrounded by zombies...it's like I'm in a bad Resident Evil movie...
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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* Vive pops out of the wreckage all scratched up *
* cough* ouch... hey good thing i used the robot cloner 2000 that i got for Christmas
* looks at a crazed Trey*
Hey .. you with the leg... yeah.. um.. first .. I'M NOT A ZOMBIE!!! second.. What happened?!?!?!?!
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ZOM...Oh, ok, you're NOT a zombie...so what are you, some sick clone
Those idiots on the last page blew up the Tavern, and we have to rebuild it.
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what the heck?!?!?!
WHY DID U KILL ALAMA???? YOU PSYCHO MORON!!!
* turns away*
great imma go take a bath ... now... have fun rebuilding.. BY YOURSELF!..
* walks toward the nation of Vive Mon Genie and walks into the hot springs facility*
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*Trey using Phoenix Down on Allama...she's fine now
Trey, who, you must remember, is still, ultimately, a male, follows the female Vive into the hot springs, deserting the Tavern
WHO WILL SAVE IT NOW???
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* Trey, who, you must remember, is still, ultimately, a male, walks straight into Vive's fist and falls to the ground in a crumpled heap*
I'm glad I'm a black belt in tae kwon doe..
* shakes out the kinks in her fist and locks the hot spring facility door with a dead bolt*
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Good thing that was a clone. *Trey comes around the corner, breaks the deadbolt with his eye beams, vaporizes any alternate shields Vive set up, and walk into the springs, looking for the baths.
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* Trey walks into a room that looks like an FBI interrogation room.. he hears a scary voice but sees no one*
Trey .. what are you doing here? * the voice echoes..*
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*Trey says-There's a video camera in here, isn't there. Whatever you want to record, I'm in. If you're freaky like that, OK
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*trey hears fabric rustling and look around.. sees a small shift in a wall... and hears a voice*
actually i am a man.. * a boy jumps own and leans against the wall*
Vive is taking a bath in the hot sprigs and she told me to watch you for her.. and she Left VIDEOGAMES!!!
* the boy whips out his Nintendo wii and his x-box with thousands of games and gives you puppy dog eyes*
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*cough*
Son of a bitch! That was a really big f*cking gun! :P
*Brushes off burns*
Ok, Orsis, Larry, it's ok to get up now. That zombie with the BFG is gone. We've got weapons in the bunker out back. I say we go get some revenge on that zombie, who for some reason I'm pretty sure is a total pervert. Just a hunch...
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OK Lata...you follow your storyline, I follow mine...
No little boy...you are really a 30-yr-old man...I watch To Catch A Predator.
*Trey clotheslines little boy and tries to find an exit.
*By the way, Trey actually knows Vive in real life, so this is less perverted than you think...only slightly less, though
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OOC: Well you can't actually kill me, we proved that when the bar blew up.
So, now. Who wants to go zombie hunting?
*Several survivors raise their hands*
Hah! That was a trick question. Only fools would want to hunt the un-dead, so you must be zombies trying to get us all killed!
*Latagon shoots the people with their hands raised*
Now, off to the zombie proof bunkers!
OOC: Only slightly less...
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~I DON'T KNOW THIS MAN!! HELP STALKER !!~
* vive , on her way back to the taverns ruins , sees latagon *
hey.. you guys ok? i just have a few scratches.. nothing bad.. that trey guy is locked in an illusion jutsu that i learned in japan... so you guys ready to rebuild?
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*Trey runs back to the taverns, sees Lata and Vive, and begs not to get shotgunned
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* drags latagon over and creates a secret plan*
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*Whispers with Genie*
Yeah I got it
*Walks over to Trey*
Hey Trey, do you want to go Zombie hunting?
*Whispers to the rest* You guys get started rebuilding the bar. I'll take care of this.
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No I do not want to go zombie hunting...I am not a zombie, and I am not a traitor. I want to save us, but I am not a fool either. Let's rebuild the tavern, buddy!
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*Looks over at Genie*
That wasn't part of the plan
*runs over and begins plotting with Genie again*
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* plot and get a new plan.. genie takes others and the broken furniture to the nation of Vive Mon Genie and takes them to the private furniture restoration sector*
hey latagon remember the plan,,
* runs off*
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Treygoslavia invades the nation of Vive Mon Genie and restores the furniture to their proper form using his all-purpose eye beams. Trey then returns the furniture to the magically rebuilt tavern and walks in as a hero.
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vive grabs her time machine , travels back to the invasion and stops him with her twelve thousand feet mutant penguin colonies and fights and win !!
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*Trey uses science to prove that time machines aren't possible, the time machine disappears in a puff of logic, and Trey is still a hero
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vive creates a worm hole in the space time continuum and beats trey with er over sized penguins and their predators the polar bears who are giant and mutant too!
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Great, Trey thinks. The polar bears and the penguins will fight, Trey will throw Vive in the wormhole, and return as a hero.
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half of the FORMER predators of the penguins , the polar bears ,grab vive and work with the penguins to take you down .. only after their mothers came and scolded them and you for being a mean mean man..
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I make the mothers bring me cookies using my all-purpose eye beams, throw all the animals onto Noah's ark (which is in the wormhole), and return a hero.
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*Walks in from a voodoo witch doctor shop carrying a huge juke box, a Celine Dion CD, and ear muffs.
"Panda cookies, eh? Think its funny? Well who's laughing now bitches?"
*Pops in cd, puts on ear muffs and presses play.
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I use my BFG to vaporize the boom box before i kill myself, and roast the panda.
OOOH, more panda cookies. YUM!!!
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*In the nether world.
"Curses!"
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*Taco pulls a handgun from beneath his trench coat and puts a bullet clean through Trey's eye and another shot sends hits his falling hand sending the cookie flying which is caught by Taco* Mmmm more panda cookies, and frosted with Trey blood... a new taste sensation!
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*Latagon taps a nail into the now repaired bar wall, and hangs a sign on it reading: All Treys are now to be shot on sight.*
Yep, that about does it. Taco, Alger, Orsis, Genie, Alana. After mere minutes of work, we have rebuilt the bar, and are now able to enjoy drinks on Tal's tab once again! All hail the great and mighty Genie for this magnificent feat!
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*approaches the Tavern*
Hey, you rebuilt it!
*examines sign, turns around, and shoots Trey several times*
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Yep, and I checked it. Everyone's bar tab got destroyed in the explosion!
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"Excellent! Bloody Mary's all around, then."
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(http://www.adeptsys.com/chrysalis/Media/weapons/terminator.gif)
*stands in the doorway, looking over the carnage*
*flips up visor*
Looks like I missed out on the fun again... Crap!
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(Talmann reminds everyone that Tavern is indestructible... did that the last time it was destroyed, check the history)
Dang'burn it! I told y'all to quit this roughhousin' an' use the lockers I built!
*walks off muttering something, whilst a) grabbing a quick shot of Heineken, b) grabbing a cookie, and c) holding a phlanx shield behind him to prevent from being shot*
Hey Emp.
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/me turns around on her barstool, blissfully unaware of the stains her messy drink-of-choice has left on her ankle-length skirt.
"Ah, Talmann; you're back! Shall we be singing, then?"
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*comes back, fixes supermagnet to inside of doorway*
ah, that should do it.
*switches from Texan to Irish accent*
Aye, lass. We shall. I'll start, then ye, then someone else: CL, maybe. I'll be a' goin soon. Me work be a'callin'.
Gather 'round, ye lads and lasses, set ya for a while,
And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle.
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and fam'ly gone,
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song!
Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox.
Me brother drank the whiskey till he wound up in a box.
Me other brother, in the troubles, met with his demise.
Me sister has forever closed her smiling Irish eyes.
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
:drunks: Woohay! :drunks:
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I'll take another shot of gin and splash it down me throat
Pour beer into the tallest glass, an' use it ta fill the moat
Have whiskey, sure, and rum and wine until the day is through
There's not a drink in tha whole world I wouldna give ta you
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
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Hi there Tal!
*walks up to the bar, floor creaking ominously, move a couple of bar stools out of the way and park myself*
Alana, is your voice approved for public performances?
Bartender, a cold coke with vodka please, on TGR.
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*Still in a parallel dimension
"Drinking songs? No!"
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*Trey wakes up in the netherworld next to Algerianbania's panda
Huh...looks like I drew the short stick.
Hey Algerianbania, I know we typically end up fighting, but we have to temporarily call a truce in order to escape from the netherworld. Unless you want to be stuck here, with me, forever...
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"The very thought sickens me. Luckily, us pandas have always been taught since we were cubs how to get out of sticky situations like this. It is a spell that requires to people, the caster, and one other. The caster readies the spell, but the other must say a phrase of magic words. I would of course be the caster, and you the other."
*A few moments of fidgeting later.
"OK. The magic words are: 'San Francisco is better than San Jose.' Can you say that?"
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Damn...I should have known you would have pulled something like this.
But hey, lying is a normal part of both San Franciscan and San Josean politics, so, here goes...
"Ansay RanciscoFay siay etterbay hantay anSay oseJay"-I never said I'd say it in English...that's in pig latin, thank you very much.
*The spell works, and we emerge from the netherworld in one piece...except I now have a panda head and Algerianbania has a really thin fox head...
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"Ah but you still said it. Cursing in French is just the same as cursing in English, or pig latin or whatever. Oh, and take a look at my sig. I will never allow you to forget this."
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True, but you can undo it...by saying, "San Jose is far superior to San Francisco". I will then activate my all-purpose eye beams and reverse this switcheroo.
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"Never!"
*Buys a beer.
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*Trey reminds Algerianbania that his 2D fox head cannot drink.
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"More for me."
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A panda head on Trey's body? This is too good to be true!
*Points at the wall where the sign hangs reading: All Treys will be shot on sight. Under it there is a small sticky note legalizing Panda Poaching*
Heh Heh Heh
*Aims and fires the rifle 30 or 40 times, then checks the dead bodies for money.*
Drinks on Trey and Alger!
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Hey! what had they done?
*Blasts Lat with 150 assault cannon rounds in a short half-second burst*
Now, that should teach you not to fire indiscriminately in the bar...
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"Come now, children, let's all behave for a moment."
/me turns to Emp.
"Why do you ask about my voice? Was my improvisational singing not up to your standards?" ;)
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Orsis fought with Alger near da cliffs of Ol' Daneen,
He took out his shelayle an' he stab him in da spleen...
When crazy Uncle Mike, he thought he was a leprechaun,
But in fact he's just a leper, and his arms and legs are gone.
When lady PUR broke her neck, it was a cryin' shame,
She wasn't really Irish, but she went to Notre Dame. (OOC: No facts, but it works well with the real lyrics)
United Cal crossed the street and by a bus was hit,
But he was just a Scotsman, so nobody give a sh..*Talmann gets choked by random other* *hughk*
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
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wait how did i break my neck?
uh oh chuck norris is coming!
/me runs
Vn
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Hey! what had they done?
*Blasts Lat with 150 assault cannon rounds in a short half-second burst*
Now, that should teach you not to fire indiscriminately in the bar...
You know the rules. "All Treys are to be shot on sight." Look at the sign, it's a couple of pages back, but you'll find it. Now on the other hand, shooting at bar patrons like myself, that's a punishable offense. I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave...or shoot you with this high power, armor piercing, semi-auto, sniper rifle.
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Now, now, you should be lucky you are still in.... a continuous piece. And as of that note, I can't see any note, unless it was on the wall I turned to toothpicks, in wich case I think we can say it has played it's part for good. Besides, I have been here a lot longer than most others here so why not let me get you a drink and let's call this one a draw eh?
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*In the beyond world
"Again?!?!? God fucking damn it!"
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*genie , who was sitting in a booth near the back, sighs and flips her hair*
I no you , emp , and lat have made a truce but... there is a reason lat is firing at trey .. trey killed Allama , one of my cool robot clones and made panda cookies out of Alger.. so there is a good reason for him to be unceremoniously shot at... not to mention he tried to peep while i was going to take a bath..
* shakes head in disgust*
oh well.. i need a drink...
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well, that's not nice, but I think one salvo from each of us others will be enough of a lesson, or maybe we can just roast him and serve him as snacks in the guest area?
Oh, wellcome to Taijitu by the way, sorry about me beeing so late in greeting you my fair lady. *bows as gracefully I am able too in an armour weighing more than a small truck*
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Oi! What's wit' y'all an' yur shootin' of this here panda? Or this Trey fella? All we need to solve these DISputes is a few games a' poker, a few whiskey-drinkin' contests, an', a'course, a "shootout". Ya know, "One, two, three, DRAW!"? The shootout bein' the tiebreaker, a'course.
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That sounds... interesting, but why not exchange the shootout for a good ancient Taijitu tradition? The all encompassing pillow fight?
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I'm in! :fight:
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/me with glee, Alana grabs a couple pillows from the pile and enthusiastically throws them at her tavern mates.
:fight:
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Ah, now we're talking! *starts hurling pillows with power-assisted limbs, half of them rips in the acceleration proccess and sheds fluffy down all over the place*
:fight:
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:fight: :fight: *Door*
:fight: :drunks:
:fight: :fight: :drunks:
:fight: :fight: :drunks:
:fight: :fight: :fight: :fight:
:drunks: :fight: :fight:
:drunks: :drunks: :drunks:
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*Bartender*
Edit: I'm in, near the middle... Ow! Emp, not so hard!
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Sorry! I can't throw any softer!
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/me sighs and flicks the "Happy" switch on the air conditioning. Oh yeah, and pwns the forum.
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Hi there Soly!
By the way, think quick! :fight:
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/me a Long Island Iced Tea in one hand while swatting people with the pillow held grimly in the other, Alana battled like a creature half-mad (the other half being crazed).
:fight:
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*takes a swig from Al's drink*
Thank you lovely ;)
*whacks soly with an underhanded pillow-bash, sending him flying up on the padded balcony*
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anyone want some alger spleen?
good price
and in the mean time... on guard! :fight:
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En Garde!
:fight:
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Touché! :fight:
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Oh, what a cliché! :fight:
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FOR THE EMPEROR!
*bashes everyone with power assisted pillows* :fight:
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For...um...COOKIES!!! :fight: :fight: :fight: :fight: :fight:
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for the hell of it :fight:
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:congrats:
Hmm.... maybe indoors wasn't the best place to do a fireworks show... I'll just put it out with this pitcher of wat... *foosh* 210 proof alcohol
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Phew! lucky I closed my visor in time... Hey! my pillow is on fire!
*drops burning pillow on the floor and walks up to fire hose*
Okay, let's see what we can do with this baby...
*proceeds to hose everything down, including Al's thin, white summer dress* :-P
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orsis puts his eyes back in but continuous to stair at Allama's now see through dress or rather through the dress at Allama's lovely figure
"this place just keeps gettin better!
Who's up for more drinks?"
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You seem thirsty enough Orsis!
*uses firehose to quench Orsis's thirst and cool down his thoughts while at it* O:-)
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COLDER!!!!
i'm STILL standing to attention!!!
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*picks up Orsis in one huge powered glove and dips him in a vat of dry ice*
Now, if that doesn't cool you down enough, I'll just take you down into the cellar to see my personal trainer, she used to be a sledge thrower for the east german team, a more heavily set and bearded woman is hard to find. Big as a house too, but her looks usualy brings people to tears.
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thank you
u wouldn't hppn 2 have a spare dress for Allama would you (friightened of bearded lady)
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ello chaps....
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Unfortunately, no spare dresses, but I do have a spare BDU that should be roughly her size guaranteed not to show anything whatever anyone does to it. Or, we could give her this skimpy Japaneese school-girl outfit I found in TGR's private office drawer... O:-)
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anybody miss me?
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Some.... :fight:
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i vote school girl outfit!
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ok...
@ empire: thanks...i quess
@ oris WTF
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Boba, read the last three pages and you should understand better what Orsis is yapping about :P
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>:D
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*takes Orsis for another dip in the dry-ice vat*
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noooo
where's alger y cn't he take the punishment - oh wait i still have his spleen
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*Still in the nether world.
"Ow! My spleen!"
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Ah, screw this talking
*pulls out a Gatling gun and begans to mow down everybody in the Tavern*
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*Notices bullets bouncing off the armour*
Hey! That paint job was expencive!
*charges Boba, letting him find out how it feels when a power fist the size of a large pumpkin is grabbing the spine after passing the gut*
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/me peeks out from behind the bar, then hurriedly ducks back down to avoid streams of bullets. Though a cliché hiding place to say the least, the oglers didn't see her jump back there while they were discussing her wardrobe and that's enough for her. All the booze is there, of course, so that was an added incentive.
"Now, where to find a chastity belt and full-length monk's robe at this hour?"
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*Tosses the remains of Boba in the dumpster around the corner then go back in*
Hey! bartender, did you see where Al' went?
Oooh, she forgot her handbag on the table, I wonder what's in it... but I really shouldn't... Woe the hazzle of a concience!
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/me realizes she forgot her purse and notices Emp eying it suspiciously.
"Oi, mate! Throw me that bag, will you?"
/me catches it and goes back into hiding, displeased to have revealed her location thus but knowing it was worth it to keep her purse-related secrets to herself.
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*throws the skimpy japaneese school uniform to Al' so that she at least doesn't have to show as much of her assets unless she bends over*
Hey Al'! Here is something to cover up with until you find something you like better or decides to do a show O:-)
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"I really hate you, Emp." :wb:
/me puts on the uniform, but is luckily very flat chested and thus has no cleavage to display. A few safety pins and all is covered. Thank God for a petite figure and small breasts!
OOC: No one comment on that. Vile bodily mutilations would not become you. >:D
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"Love you too hun! Say, I think you could use a cup of hot chocolate
after getting out of that cold wet dress" :P
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"Some day, you will rue this moment. This I swear by all that is holy. Now, give me that hot chocolate and a biscuit while you're at it."
/me nom nom. Mmmm, biscuits.
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"Sure luv, by the way, I think it's time I also slipped into something more comfortable, see you later hun."
*clanks away into a back room and change from terminator armour to jeans, a purple shirt and leather shoes*
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*wakes up from beneath a pile of pillows*
Huh? Wha happ'ned?
*looks up to see Al' standing nest to the pile*
Uh... Hi Al. Don't hurt me!
*Stands to avoid further embarrasment*
Can someone pass me some beer? Hefeweizen, if we got it. Oh, and a glass of wine for the lovely lady.
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"Ahem... Tal, it's not nice to look up a lady's skirt..."
God I'm envious of him! I wonder what she did with her panties when she changed to dry clothes...
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*Stops firing his gun and looks around the bullet ridden tavern*
Hey, look! the Mona Lisa!
*Grabs a movlov cocktail and hurls it at the painting, setting it ablaze*
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"Did anyone hear glass breaking out in the dumpster?"
*returns to drink and envying Talmann's view*
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*looks at Empire*
What the heck are ya doing?
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"Enjoying my drink, you should take some time to get that half-rotten banana peel out of your hair, oh, and a dumpster rat is eating at your gut wound, you should have someone take care of it."
OOC: I dumped you in the trash dumpster on page 92 after ripping your gut out while you were busy scratching the expencive paint job on my power armour and attempting to shoot up the bar.
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*looks at himself*
GAH! YOUR RIGHT!
*runs off to the nearst nurse that is smoking hot*
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*Stops flirting with nurse after Boba bursts in.
"Hey punk wadda you want?"
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"i got a bo-bo"
*shoves the panda away while the nurse and him go to a back room*
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*bangs on the wall*
Hey! keep the volume down in there, people are trying to concentrate on other things out here!
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/me walks in, untying the last knots in a straight jacket that's on over some very modest, thoroughly covering clothes.
"Sorry I was gone so long, guys. It seems I went a little crazy there after something bad happened... something about... men... looking at something... It's all a mite fuzzy around the edges, but I'm fine now!
Who's up for a drink?"
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*walks out of the backroom, looking quite happy*
I'll have a drink!
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*Glares at Bara
"Skank. What? Oh yeah I'll have a drink!"
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*looks at Alana*
Sup
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"Just having a drink, is all. What is 'up' with you, proverbially speaking?"
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I dunno....i quess im sitting down
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what!!!! I leave for a couple of days to make myself a myspace n Talmann gets to look up Allama's skirt - i've been much more perseveering n i gt nothing
OOC: i really did make a myspace n its almost complete tho if your interested its easy to give you my msn
adamhoyland@hotmail.com n i cn gv u myspace from there - if ur interested n msn is a problem 2 u jst post or pm whicheva is easier
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Chill mate, oh, and somethingh came in the mail for ya
*tosses oris a playboy*
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"Ok you guys. Watch it. If PUR finds out that you guys are horning in on Allama, he/she's going to be angry. I'm still not sure what he/she/it is, sorry PUR."
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I aint doing nothing to allama, i just tossed orsis a mag!
*pulls out a RPG-7 and some Molotov cocktails and goes beserk*
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"Latagon, PUR is a woman of most extraordinary qualities. She is my lady love." :)
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"Hey allama, got any Warheads?"
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"Only if you're talking about the sour candy." ;)
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no, i mean the big things the go boom when them come in contact after being lanched from the RPG-7 warhead leancher
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"Then I refer you to my previous statement. Who's up for another round on the Delegate?" :-P
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man, im underage, but what the heck! ill take budlight!
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oh, i just found this out, there is a Geek Pride Day in spain every May 25!
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You should go
btw thanx 4 the mag - the centrefold has Allama and PUR in some rather intersting poses - Hugh Heffner must of struck a deal with the devil to get these pics (as they were in his porn collection in another thread) but who's surprised?
Hugh Heffner> God lol
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i should go!
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Lat- see PUR's Photo blog here on the forum.
Orsis- i think you may be going too far there. Calm down, if you please.
Bark- here, have a map. the big X is the warhead. But I warn you, this tavern is already built to resist such blasts...
Al', sure, I'll have a pint a' som'thin good... oh, an' shall we sing again?
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anyone got some good entertainment?
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*pulls a widescreen TV out of his pocket*
Well, we could watch something on this.
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/me appears from a temporal vortex and disappears into another one soon after.
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Huh. That was odd.
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We should make a vortex drinking game. Every time someone or something opens a vortex we drink (on Larry's tab of course) when the vortex closes we stop
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*drinks some more*
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*rigs up an anti-vortex field to stop people drinking at his expense*
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Hey, whats this button do?
*pushs the big red button and a portal to the Underworld appears*
EVERYONE START DRINKING!
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*hides behind the bar and watches as demons pour out of the portal and drag everyone down to the fiery pits of the Underworld*
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So, this is what the underworld looks like...so Firey...and Evil..... YEY
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orsis walks in behind some 1 who looks remarkably like buffy the vampire slayer and goes to get a drink while the blonde kicks demonic ass
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*Walks up to the Blondie*
Ello, hows it going?
*Smiles as they walk out if and back into the tavern, making out*
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*pours ice down Bark and orsis's backs*
There we go, my young hormonal friends. Now. How bout a drink?
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*Grumbles*
Sure, why not
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*drinks to the still open portal and shuts it*
Whishkey!
*Opens a portal to a dimension made entirely of waffle*
Raund Two!
*Orders a whiskey sour and dives into the portal*
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*Laughs at Barakarin, who, in his increasingly drunk state, is still making eyes at what he thinks is a blonde*
You know, that poor chair has had more "one night stands" than anyone else in here. Every drunk in here seems to want to make love to that poor thing.
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*drops to the floor squirming in pain from hard laughter*
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*looks down and sees empire passed out on the floor, gives one little kick to make sure he's out and then steals his wallet*
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*wakes up*
"Uh ohh... I hope the one who stole my wallet isn't about to open it..."
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"Didnt you put a Bomb in your wallet in case this happens?"
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"No, I keep a dimension gate to my dragon's cave in it.... if one isn't fully prepared, the odds are, you are sucked into her cave and forced to play chess with her until she gets bored and eats you one piece at a time while magically keeping you alive to watch and feel the pain even in the severed parts that's beeing chewed or digested."
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"Oh god"
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"Umm... no, god doesn't have anything to do with it and couldn't help even if it wanted..."
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anyone know of a good drink?
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*being fully prepared Taco opens the wallet*
Ohhh... $40... *takes the cash* and a portal... it's drinking time!
*goes into the portal and smokes the dragon at chess*
Well that was fun
*exits the portal collapsing the dimension of the defeated dragon and orders a drink*
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"My mum always said, don't get mad, get even..."
*bangs Tac's head on the drink, impaling his eye on the glass and follows up by nailing him to the bottom of a coffin before nailing the lid shut and shoving it into the incinerator, leaning back to the music of his tormented screams as he boils and burns alive*
*speaks to the dragon that just came in through the door, making it a bit bigger in the process.*
Wellcome my love, are you up for some celebration?
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Eh, mate, that was a bit brutal, don't you think? I mean, killing him that way over 40$ is not really cool and I guess your dragon is no Garry Kasparov either, huh? But, what do I know...*takes a long look at the dragon and sits by the bar*
Could I have some Bavarian Wheat-beer please and pass me an ash-tray also, ty.
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Well, *pats the dragon on the neck* I don't like people who tries to hurt my girl. The money means nothing, he even got them with him in the casket, but NO ONE offends my girl unpunished.
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anyone know of a good drink?
There's such a thing as a bad one?
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OTUS, if you want a good drink you should try one of these.
/me hands him a Screaming Orgasm and makes one for herself.
They're most excellent, more than living up to the "colorful" name. Cheers!
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*makes a bloody mary, double strong, xtra hot sauce* :D
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*Drinks some MilK*
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START THE REVOLUTION
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YEY!!!!
*Pulls out the flag of the GLA*
VIVA LA/LOA GEEKS!!!!
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"My mum always said, don't get mad, get even..."
*bangs Tac's head on the drink, impaling his eye on the glass and follows up by nailing him to the bottom of a coffin before nailing the lid shut and shoving it into the incinerator, leaning back to the music of his tormented screams as he boils and burns alive*
*speaks to the dragon that just came in through the door, making it a bit bigger in the process.*
Wellcome my love, are you up for some celebration?
*Taco walks into the bar*
Hey guys, have any of you seen my Tacobot? The last thing it did before going offline was to transfer $40 and a dragons chess pride to my account... *sees a gear on The Empires shirt and a hurt looking dragon standing beside him* Well well, suddenly it all makes sense.. Time to introduce you to Tacobot v2.0..
*A large adamantium plated cyborg enters the bar, it's quad-barrel automatic shotguns glisten in the moonlight(?) as it readies it's chainsaws and a sock full of oranges. A invincible piece of engineering fortified with unstoppable magics the robot knows no challenge. It looks over the dragon and sees fear in it's eye as it makes it move... rushing headlong towards the dragon and stopping at a chessboard it speaks*
STATEMENT: PAWN TO KNIGHT 5, YOUR MOVE MEATSACK.
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*The look in the dragon's eyes turns from fear to contempt as it stretches a huge red talon behind the Tacobot v2.0 and flipps the off switch before returning to her drink.*
That was a rather interesting move luv, havn't seen that in ages.
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Well, everybody knows that a robot had a off switch
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*The Tacobot v2.0 returns from it's pretend slumber* FALSE POWER SWITCH ACTIVATION DETECTED *Tacobot v2.0 incinerates the chess board* CHECK... *The unmistakable sound of a nuclear chain reaction can be heard rumbling ever louder from within Tacobot v2.0 before it explodes, once again turning the Tavern into a smuldering, radioactive, booze-soaked, charred human/dragon dust coated crater. From within the crater the still active voice module of Tacobot v2.0 speaks it's final words* ...AND MATE
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*Barakrin gets up from the tavern radtoive floor*
Hey, i got supeerpowers!!!
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/me returns from an extended absense only to find the tavern in ruin once again, says:
"F*** this."
/me walks away.
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Really taco...you screwed this place up!
*drags all the bodies out, each time flipping out the tacobot*
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Sorry guys, but Tacobots are always sensitive about people playing with their false power switches... I can get Tacobot v3.0 to rebuild the place if you want, but you have to promise not to play with the power switch or the same thing might happen... if not something worse...
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I have a better idea! Stop beeing so fucking obnoxious by trying to "pwn" people or BEAT IT!
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I can't help it that my nuclear robots are able to play chess better then a dragon, or that that same dragon would then kill my first robot and not even play a fair game of chess against my second robot. You need to realize that there is a lot of difference between trying to "pwn" people and me simply allowing my imagination to run free. If you don't like the things I post then don't read them. I assume you're able to control your eyes, so when you see one of my posts, if you find them so - and I'll use your colourful term - "fucking obnoxious" then skip over them. No one is forcing you to read them and you're equally free to BEAT IT away from my posts.
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What is it with all the power-posing around here lately? If you don't know how to RP, you have to ruin everyone else's fun?
Well, you know what to do about people like that. Ignore the power-posing posts entirely, and keep on with what you were doing before the interruption. The tavern isn't ruined, and there are no bodies laying about, because Taco never walked in.
So, Empire, Bara, drinks on me tonight!
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Thanks! Cheers Khab!
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*Walks in, looks around and sees an empty table towards the back. Sits down and people watches to get the feel of the place.*
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Hey, there's a new face, Have a drink, everything's on the delegate's tab anyway :P
Side note: I still think we need a possibility to kick trolls/flamers...
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YEY!!! Drinks!! Ya know, the delgate doesnt even really pay...we are just pretening to drink some beer...and...*Hic* oh god
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Side note: I still think we need a possibility to kick trolls/flamers...
Or.... we could just let people be who they are and not turn the forums into our own little Salem... The only kick should be from the hard liquor :D
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Exactly... ^, so stop trying to piss people off Tac...
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Side note: I still think we need a possibility to kick trolls/flamers...
Mama Khab hands Empire a very oversized steel-toed boot, handy for occasions just such occasions as he describes.
YEY!!! Drinks!! Ya know, the delgate doesnt even really pay...we are just pretening to drink some beer...and...*Hic* oh god
Sure, so we get virtually drunk on virtual beer paid for with virtual money. Gotta love the internet. Party on, me hearties!!!
So, Cerud. Welcome t' the tavern. Have a drink. Have another. Good to meet ye. Ye new around these parts, I take it?
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y'know, Emp., you could ignore those posts annoying ye...
and besides, the Tavern CANNOT be destroyed, even by nuclear weapons, again, check your history. I already fixed that problem. Taco, if you cannot help it, just go after Bara, as he can neither, and we can have our own gladiator ring... Ooh! Idea...
*Runs off to revive a thread...*
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"Lookie 'ere!" Soly shouts as he crashes in, obviously wasted and dragging some poor soul from the neck. "My first recruitment!"
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isn't he dead?
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Maybe he's just breathing reeeeeaaaaallly slowly. Good for you, Soly. Gold star. Bartender, I'll have another beer!
Jukebox, jukebox... oh there it is! Let's see now... METALLICAAAAA!!!
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*Taco wakes up in the corner slowly*
Hey guys, I just had the craziest dream about nuking the tavern... and you were there... and you were there... and you too... man it was one crazy real dream, I gotta cut back on the booze.
Bartender gimme a rum and coke and this time just make it a double...
*Taco knew that his mind ran free and the dreams were a side effect of this blessed condition. Although some would never understand the full depth of it he knew it wouldn't be nearly as precious a condition if they did*
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* vive stirs from her coma-like sleep, yawns, and stretches*
hey guys.. what did i miss?
*gets up from her table in the back and walks to the bar*
mmmmm..... *rubs her face in a half sleep way*
i wanna shirley temple please...no maybe a.... oh i dunno just GIVE ME A DRINK!
when vive wakes up she is really cranky and delusional until someone gives her a BBBBIIIIGGGGG HUG!!!!
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*Hugs Vive*
Ok, now can I have another drink?
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Hey Khablan! Yeah, I'm the new one around here. Thought I'd pop by the pub and see the friendly faces.
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Interesting dream, Taco. Were there any midgets in it singing about a lollipop guild?
Cerud, let me buy you a drink. It gets a little crazy in here now and then, but I'll let you share my cloak of invincibility. Bullets and flamethrowers and nukes just bounce off it. Handy little thing, I'll tell ya. Here, have a cookie.
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/me meanders back into the tavern after a too-long absence.
"Hey everyone! Who fancies a game of quarters?"
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"OOOOWWW My head!! What the hell did someone slip into my drink? And why am I covered in nuts and bolts?... Oh... that was just the dellusions again, wasn't it?"
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A game of quarters sounds good. *Taco tosses a quarter into a pitcher of beer* Consume! *Taco tosses a quarter into the fish tank - How long have we had those fish?* Hmmmm... well it's the game I guess... consume... *Taco gulps down the fish tank liquid* Oh my god, these fish are swimming in Vodka!
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Um, I've never heard of that particular manner of play... but I'm game.
/me throws a quarter into the nearest glass of wine.
Yippee! This way, you win every time! Or lose! Depending on what you want more.
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*Larry tosses a quarter (silly American money) towards a pitcher of beer, but it bounces off and lands in a vat of nuclear waste*
Um, I don't want to play any more.
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Mama Khab tosses a quarter, which bounces off of Empire's headgear, glances off Allama's foot, ricochets off the moose head, and smacks some poor unconscious schmuck in the eye. Where it actually landed is anyone's guess. So she looks as innocent as possible, in the hopes they'll all think someone else did it.
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*passes out from the impact of the coin, causing a huge clatter and crash of falling bar stools, a tipping table, a lot of nuts and bolts (2mm to 10mm sizes btw) and some awfully expencive looking crystal glases...*
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Alright, Empire is cut off until he sobers up. I've never heard of anyone passing out from so few drinks though, ah well. *Taco throws a quarter and it bounces off the edge of a pitcher of rum and bounces, landing in Taco's mouth* Hmmm... this is going to be more challenging then I'd thought possible...
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Practice makes perfect, Taco dear. (After cringing just a tiny bit at the sound of all the shattering crystal.)
Hmm, let's prop Empire up in the corner. Wave a cookie under his nose and see whether that brings him to or not.
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Hi--how's it going?
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*An inverted Taco sees the new comer* Welcome! Have a drink, just remember they go on the delegate's tab. *Taco passes Cherokee a vial of magic liquid which turns into their drink of choice*
So why don't we just throw cookies at Empire until he wakes up, Khablan? Worst case scenario is he wakes up in a pile of cookies... and who wouldn't want that?
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Cool. Hmm, let's see now, how about... One point for every shot that hits. Five points if one sticks in his mouth. Extra points for creativity.
Oh, hi, Cherokee. Here, have a handful of cookies. You know where the target is.
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*After rigging up complicated-looking contraption, stands up and pulls a lever*
*Mechanism working while Talmann speaks*
Alright everybody, partay! Celebrate 100th page of the Tavern, drinks are on me!
*smiles as the contraption throws 100 quarters into 100 barrels of random liquer*
...literally.. :P/me jumps into the nearest vat of wine
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Sweet, thanks Talmann :D Barkeep give me a barrel of 60 year aged scotch!
*Taco pulls out a weird contraption made from an accordion, a fish tank, duct tape and a mouse trap. As he plays a hypnotic waltz a cookie slides from the fish tank, lands on the mouse trap and sends it flying at a passed out empire. The cookies shatters to crumbs off his forehead*
Maybe a little less tension on the spring...
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Mama Khab does a flying leap, kicking off the wall into a backflip, landing with a terribly sweet pirhouette, and flying her cookie like a frisbee toward Empire's mouth... but ends up nearly hitting his groin instead.
Hmm. A little too much English on that spin. You two can have the wine and the scotch. Pass me the wodka!
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*rolls over on the side*
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/me up two barrels next to the bar, Alana leaps into the first of Cabernet Sauvignon, drains it, and bounces back out to land directly into the second, containing Pinot Grigio.
Fully clothed bath time, huzzah! Would someone hand me a cookie? I want to dip and throw; wine cookies all around, especially on Emp!
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*Taco give Allama several cookies and puts a target on the passed out Empire. Taco takes another cookies and throws it nice and level with a fast spin, skipping it off several open barrels of various alcohols and lands it directly in Empires mouth*
Hey, how deeply does a cookie need to be lodged in someone's throat before they choke on it? *Just to be safe Taco moves the cookie a little ways out of Empire's mouth so that a horrible tragedy and a waste of food can be avoided. Since Empire can't be awake to reward Taco's selfless life-saving act he takes his wallet*
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/me cookies into every barrel she can reach (without getting out of her own, of course), Alana passes them out to whoever wants one and interminably throws some into a bowl she had placed on Emp's chest.
There, now he has a snack to revive him when he comes to. Anyone want another alcohol-drenched cookie? Khab, oatmeal rum raisin for you? Would you like a beer brownie, Taco? Talmann, perhaps you'd enjoy a snickerdoodle with red wein?
Hmm... I'm thinking of getting a patent and selling them at a Booze Bakery, in which I will also sell brownies, cakes, Scotch Bread, and all sorts of baked goodies with alcohol poured over top or soaked in like a marinade. Oooh, dipping "sauce" as well! Haha, I'm lame enough to make myself laugh.
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Why thank you, Allama dear, don't mind if I do. You're just so thoughtful. Ooh, a booze bakery? Now that's ingenious! It'll put the brandy-soaked fruitcake industry to shame.
Taco, for thy humanitarian efforts, I award thee a gold star.
*Mama Khab licks the back of it and sticks it to his forehead, then steps back while Taco basks in the applause.*
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Why, yes, Alana, I would enjoy a snickerdoodle with wine. Thank ya very much. How'd ya know I like the funny little doodle?/me reaches over to Taco
Ya know... Emp's not gonna be too happy when he finds out you took 'is wallet again...
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You're both very welcome. I just figured you were a doodle man, Talmann. It came to me in a dream.
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I'd love a beer brownie... maybe a "special" beer brownie if it can be arranged ;D
Empire is passed out and thus won't know who took his wallet, and the next 5 rounds on me (well technically on Empire but who has time for semantics) says he won't find out, my friends.
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I don't have any special brownies, but if you get ahold of one I'll dunk it with my special technique to make the perfect special beer brownie for you.
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i want a normal brownie
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Looks like you guys had a lot of fun completely destroying and regenerating everything in the tavern. My return from hell took a while, but I am back...with a vengeance. Also, Allama, you said that Empire would pay and swore by all that is holy. Want me to help (just ignore the fact that the last time we were together, I shot you)?
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Well before you end up shooting Allama again can you just wait until my special brownie gets beerorized? *Hands a baggie of brownies to Allama*
*Taco ties parachutes to cookies and then climbs up into the ceiling rafters where he begins the cookie air raid*
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Hey, don't worry. I've become much more calm over these past few weeks. Just don't say the code word. It might set me off. I can't even type it, so you'll just have to be very selective with your vocabulary.
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Code word eh... Funderful? Synergy? Big league chew? :congrats: nuke?
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Keep going...I'll just have a beer brownie, thank you.
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Well I assume the code word will slip eventually, and then we might have to rebuild the tavern again. That's the way the almighty cookie crumbles I suppose...
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Did you guys destroy the Tavern again???
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Yeah, I sorta nuked it into oblivion over a chess game...
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Testosterone, that's the problem. It's always testosterone.
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I BLAME THE ESTROGEN! *passes out again*
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/me how high the demand for beer brownies has become, Alana prepares a few baker's dozen of the things and starts handing them out.
It's a darn good thing the Tavern is invincible nowadays, what with all the testosterone running about. Incidentally, women have testosterone in their blood as well, albeit in much smaller quantities than men do. Anywho, hats off to the man with the plan! Thanks for making the Tavern free from future destruction; cheers!
/me up.
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"Ya-hay! There are eight of Al'! And they are all handing out packages of cinnamon condoms!... I wonder what they are planning... mmm..." *passes out again*
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"Ha ha emps out!"
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*Taco does this :trout: to Bara knocking him unconscious*
Bara's out too
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"Weeeee!"
*Hits the ground*
"Ow!"
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*Takes Bara's wallet* NEXT ROUND ON BARA!
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*Jumps up and knocks Taco on the ground, taking his wallet back*
"WHAT NOW!!!"
*Kills Taco with a Boltgun*
"Ok, tacos dead"
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*takes out his 1991 cellular phone (http://files.turbosquid.com/Preview/Content_on_1_26_2005_06_19_50/old-cell-4.jpg69db54d8-0f85-4382-93a4-fc0f44b45e08Large.jpg)
"Yeah,...they blew up the bar again......that be great, thanks."
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ten minutes later
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A truck full of Umpa Loompas appear, and the little freaky men got out and repaired the Tavern. (Again) they installed a N-Jammer to prevent any future nuclear chain explosions.
"Thanks guys...and for the bar attendance, the next time you fight over something, please don't destroy the tavern...
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*Taco comes back as a zombie and begins feeding on Oompa Loompas*
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Taco, didn't your mother ever tell you never to eat anything that's turned blue?
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It's cool these are orange Oompa Loompas, besides my mom used to feed me blueberries all the time.
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/me climbs out of her now-empty barrel to talk to the Oompa Loompas.
"So, you guys have a good union?"
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*Whispers to Allama* Those Oompa Loompas think they have a good union, but they're basically slaves
I wanna hear an Oompa Loompa song! *Pokes an Oompa Loompa until they begin singing a tune
Oompa Loopma
Dompa de do
How much drinking do you think you can do?
You come for a beer and that's why you're here
Then come ten more and you hit the floor
Oompa Loompa
Dompa de de
I have advice if you'll listen to me
Pace yourself and you will see
You're nicely buzzed like the
Oompa Loompa
Dompa will be!
*The Oompa Loompas go to the bar and order stange oranges drinks with too many umbrellas and not enough olives and begin to get nicely buzzed*
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'impressive - r there any females cos these little folk look the right size to give head without getting on their knees' slurs orsis while struggling to get off his own knees
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*The Oompa Loompa begin to sing again*
Oompa Loompa
Dompa de dervert
Damn it Orsis
You're such a pervert
Oompa Loopma
Dompa de dee
Give it a try and you will soon see
Our teeth are so sharp they can cut through a tree
*Taco pushes Orsis into the chocolate river and watches as the suction tube pulls him away*
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orsis breaks out and returns carrying one of the condoms alama was supposedly handing out earlier - hey alama u lyk chocolate and cinnamon?
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Um, I wasn't handing out condoms... that's a cookie.
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/me throws orsis out of the Tavern for perverse attitude and dumps ice in his pants.
Come back when you've cooled off, mate.
*Eyes strange little men drinking Mudslides*
Mmm... good idea... I need more chocolate!
*Scarfs down several beer brownies and cups of hot cocoa before noticing Alana talking to him*
Oh, yer welcome... I figureth thomewon like Thaco or Bara would eventually nuke tha plathe again, an' I didn' wan'na pick up tha piesheths... *swallows* Aggh, excuse me. Emp, you alright there? Hmm... I think I know what he needs...
*pulls out bottle of chili pepper oil*
Hehe... bottoms up, Emp.
*puts bottle in Emp's mouth and makes him drink the bottle until he wakes up*
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"Ha ha, im glad thats not me"
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRR
RRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
*Breathes out a gout of flames large enough to engulf both Tallman, Barak, Orsis and Al' burning most of their clothes off and igniting their vaporized drinks and alcohol doused cookies (Though the others somehow managed to keep their undies safe from the flames, Orsis was not that lucky...)*
Cute teddy bear there on your panties Al' ::)
Oh, and bartender, could I have a liter of milk please?
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*Runs out and runs back with space amrine armour*
"Its on"
(http://www.eris.net/~johan/gallery/london-amsterdam/dscn1124.jpg)
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Cool outfit Barak! But isn't it hard to go to the bathroom with that thing on, you know, I was just feigning unconciousness so I could slipp a somewhat oversized dose laxative in Al's brownie dough...
*looks at watch*
It should start to have effect right about....
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now.
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"Nice one"
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*runs to the bathroom, holding pants*
*realizes he has no pants due to fireball, and covers himself while walking fastly*
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*Blats down the door for tal*
"Go!"
*Pulls out a Chainsword and a Boltpistol*
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*Taco drains the oil from Bara's powersuit and listens as the gears grind to a halt. Taco removes the chain sword and bolt gun and puts a cigar and feather headdress making Bara look like an old fashion smoke shop Indian*
I always thought this place could use a statue.
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White Haze ninja jumps down from the ceiling.
"All of you......prepare to..." sees barakin in his power suit.
:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
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...drink? I'll go for that! Bartender, I'm outa wodka!
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/me feels lucky to have worn a kevlar body suit beneath her clothing today. It even has teddy bears on it!
"Wow... I'm glad I didn't eat any of the brownies. Good luck, you guys!"
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Good thing I brought my own special brownies to be beer dipped. How are all you non-stoners doing. *Taco opens the bathroom door a crack and throws a lit match in* FIRE IN THE HOLE (Hope you appreciate the dualism of that one ;D)
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Mama Khab appreciates the heck out of Taco.
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*sniggers*
Well, that was fun, I wonder how long it takes for people to notice the super glue I painted on the glasses... Did I say that out loud?
Umm... I have to buy groceries before the store closes! See you guys another day!
*Runs like hell for the door*
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/me walks out of bathroom with blisters on his body
Taco... *pulls out his claymore* Du bist TOT!
*charges Taco*
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*Sits back on the bar, watching taco get his head slcied off*
" Wait a sec... i'm underage.."
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Mama Khab tsks and replaces Bara's booze with root beer. Naughty, naughty Bara. Kids aren't allowed to be alcoholics. That's reserved for the grownups.
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"I..hate..soda..."
*Throws the root beer away and gets some water*
"Much better"
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*The claymore slices Taco's head clean off, people are horrified to be covered in the spray of blood, wait, why is the blood green and red?*
Taco puts his head back on and wraps some duct tape around his neck. I don't actually have blood, I have hot sauce and guacamole running through my veins. I'm AM a Taco after all.
*Taco phones the police on Bara and they drag him away to juvie*
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So much violence in this pub...
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:fight:
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*Walks into the pub agian, this time with 2 Uzis and a Chainsword*
"Im back.."
*Starts shooting Taco*
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*The bullets bounce off Taco's hard shell* I'm no soft shell Taco you fool! Thankfully now that the Oompa Loompas have finished installing the N-jammer I've hired them to be the tavern's official bouncers
*A swarm of small orange men surround Bara and begin to bite his knees*
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*Pulls out his chainsword and cuts the liitile guys to pecies, there blood all on the floor*
"Now for you!"
*Runs up to taco and eats him*
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*The Oompa Loompas regenerate, now there are twice as many. They surround Bara, bite off his arms and legs and then sacrifice him to their Dark God, Oompalord, destroyer of worlds, wearer of hats!*
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"Oh come on! That was Goddmoding right there!"
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Well it does involve a dark god, and Oompa Loompas do have freaky powers.. they aren't just about slave labour and songs with morals for children.
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You have a point
*Becomes the dark god and gets this evil, but cool, voice*
"MU HA HA HA! OOMPA LOOMPAS, ATTACK!"
*Millons of Oompa Loompas attack taco*
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*The Oompa Loompas desend on Taco, but Taco's pure heart fills the Oompa Loompas with a strange new emotion*
The chief Oompa Loompa raises his hand which stops the attack.
"Oh great Taco, what is this new sensation you have brought to my people?"
*Taco stands up brushing off his hard shell*
"That my Oompa Loompa friend is an emotion called love"
"L..o..v..e" *The Oompa Loompa says slowly letting the the word roll slowly off his tounge* "It feels somehow right"
"It does", agreed Taco, "now then EMERGENCY DANCE PARTY!"
*As Taco the Oompa Loompas and other bar patrons dance, waves of positive energy sweep over the tavern banishing the dark god Baralord to dimension X for all time*
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*Walks back though the demosion, with his new friends*
Meet the Chaos Space marines and the Orks
(http://www.dawnofwar-game.de/images/races_chaos_figure.gif)
(http://uk.games-workshop.com/orks/who-are/images/ork-vignette.jpg)
ATTACK MY HORDES!!!!
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The orks and space marines must have misheard Bara because they begin to attack Bara's whores
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I dont have any whores
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Not anymore, they all got killed. :-P
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NOW, KILL TACO AND HIS Oompa Loompas!
OOC: YEY! i get to be evil for once!
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*Taco knows the weakness of Orks and Marines* "You guys want a beer?" *The orks join Taco and the Oompa Loompas for a few beers, when they pass out drunk Taco slits their throats*
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Fine....
*Runs back into the demoison*
Alright, here are the Spacwe Marines!"
(http://www.sabertoothgames.com/40k/images/fiction/galadin.jpg)
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*Taco quickly slaps general's pips to his collar and orders the marines to attack Bara, being too well trained to refuse the orders of a superior officer they obey Taco*
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Hey! I'm the general guys! This is fro the emperor dang it!"
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*Taco throws on the emperors crown, a pope hat, and for good measure a space suit." Obey you Emperor General Astronaut Pope!"
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*Runs back into the Poratal and brings the 32nd, and the 96th Battlion's*
"Alright men, This one for Selkai!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
*The 32nd and the 96th battalions conceive the Space Marines to help them*
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Ewwww... Alright, we got soldiers giving birth to marines... I'm going back to drinking
*Taco swivels his bar stool the other way and orders a whiskey sour*
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SHUT UP! IT WAS A TYPO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Whatever, just clean up the after birth would ya
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GAHHHHHHHH
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Just guess
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So why two account Bara?
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So he can do twice the demolishing?
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*walks into the Tavern and sees the figure seated at the bar*
My God! It's the Emperor General Astronaut Pope!
*kneels before him*
My liege, it is an honour to...wait, Taco? Wow, you must have got a hell of a promotion.
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Damn straight, thankfully the previous Emperor General Astronaut Pope had to step down for health reasons. I'll use the popely portion of my powers to have God buy the next round
*Taco utters a short prayer and everyone's glass and/or barrel fills to the brim*
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*Larry watches everyone heartily gulping down their God-given alcohol, and looks down at his own empty glass*
Well, I suppose that's one disadvantage of being an atheist.
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God forgives all sins (almost). *Taco pours Larry a drink from his own glass which is promptly filled to the brim*
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Hey, thanks.
*drinks*
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*sniggers amusedly from the balcony as everone notice that their hands are now super glued, stuck, to their choosen drinking vessel... And so is their lips... and in some cases, nose ridge too...*
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Mwahaha! I thank Bacchus for this Wine! And I thank Athena for giving me the wit to grasp my cup with a napkin, and to wipe the edge of my glass with an ice-cube. What of your foolish trick now, Empire? Make me not bring back the hot sauce!
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wow i'm glad i missed the 1st round
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*Taco shakes the glass in his hand which is now stuck there. Thankfully the glue seems to have dried before he took a drink*
Oh well, not like I was planning on putting it down anyways
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"Damn it Taco why did you make me buy more booze for everyone. i need to save that money to buy more worshipers."
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Sorry bout that, in future I'll use the astronautly portions of my powers to buy rounds. *Taco says a short prayer to mission control and a small UFO flies in through the window filled everyone's glass and/or barrel to the brim with the astro version of their drink*
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I'm underage, but who cares
*chugs the drink*
"Yummy..."
*Passes out*
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Don't let Bara know but the UFO just gave him astro-apple juice... it's -3% alcohol
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*Woke up*
Taco, you lie
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wow... look how sober he is...
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Is he really sober, or does he only think he's sober?
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Methinks we need to fix that! Drinking song!
Gather 'round, ye lads and lasses, set ya for a while,
And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle.
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and fam'ly gone,
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song!
Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox.
Me brother drank the whiskey till he wound up in a box.
Me other brother, in the troubles, met with his demise.
Me sister has forever closed her smiling Irish eyes.
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
Woohay!
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Mama Khab drinks to that!
And raises a toast.
May yer house never fall in and those inside never fall out!
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Orsis fought with Alger near da cliffs of Ol' Daneen,
He took out his shelayle an' he stab him in da spleen...
When crazy Uncle PoD, he thought he was a leprechaun,
But in fact he's just a leper, and his arms and legs are gone.
When lady PUR broke her neck, it was a cryin' shame,
She wasn't really Irish, but she went to Notre Dame.
United Cal crossed the street and by a bus was hit,
But he was just a Scotsman, so nobody give a sh..*Talmann gets choked by random other* *hughk*
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
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Ah ye have a fine tenor, me lad. Brings tears to me eyes, it does.
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Bass, rather. But I can put up a nice E above mid-C, so it works...
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I'll have to learn me some drinking songs.
And see whether I can invent cookie-flavored brandy.
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They already have it, it's called Brandookie. *Pour Khablan a Brandookie*
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*Sneaks over to the bar and steals a crate of beer*
"YES!!!!!!!"
*Drinks the beer*
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Why thank you, Taco. Mmm, not bad at all. But I still like wodka.
Methinks Bara didn't notice that the bar towel on that crate was covering up the "root" in front of "beer".
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"DARN IT!!!!!"
*Runs up and stills momma khabs beer, which is a real beer*
"HA HA SUCKA!!!"
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*watches Bara trip over and spill all the beer on the ground*
Ah, Barakarin. You and your futile efforts.
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*Pulls out a straw*
"Ha!"
*Drinks up all the beer*
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We should get the Oompa Loompa contractors back in here to install an A-jammer so that no underage kids can drink alcohol in the tavern. Last thing I want to see if the po-po shutting this place down.
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i took care of that... its called "Money"
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Besides, barak, beer tastes like piss and getting drunk is SO overrated anyway so why do you want to drink it?
And people who can't have just as fun without alcohol or drugs are just weak and deserves nothing but contempt.
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In the words of Otto: "I don't need drugs to enjoy this... Just to enhance it!"
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who the heck is otto?
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The bus driver on the simpsons
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oh
and guys, i let ya on something.. i hate soda..
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Fine, you don't like soda. That still leaves you plenty of non-alcoholic options until you're of age: cola, soft drinks, carbonated beverages.. a whole rainbow of options!
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Mama Khab runs outside, puts on her pirate hat, and runs back in, proclaiming "Arrrr I be The Dreaded Capt'n Khabby, here t' plunder 'n pillage! *sigh* What, Jack? Can't ye see I'm busy? What? I -asked- ye before we came if ye had t' go to the little monkey's room. Honestly, I just can't take you anywhere. Alright, that door on the left. Ooh is that Yingling I see? Never mind the pillaging then. Pass me a glass."
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*the bartender excuses himself py explaining to captain Khab that the glasses are stuck to his hands...*
*Me sniggers from the balcony...*
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Next time you jump off a diving board, remember that pirates invented it as a tool to kill people.
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Aye, that be something to ponder, Taco.
The Dreaded Capt'n Khab shrugs and grabs a couple of bottles. Who needs a glass anyway? Glasses are fer sissies! Not us Dreadful Pirates.
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More cookies for thought: Bottles are just glasses with tapered tops.
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This is true. Just as pitchers are very wide glasses.
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/me emerges from the temporary coma that held her up for the weekend and grabs a glass of wine.
Got some catching up to do, I have.
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yep...
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Jack returns from the little monkey's room and hops right onto Allama's lap.
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*Trey saunters into the tavern with a megaphone and announces to the world of Taijitu, "At 4:17 and 25 seconds on July 3rd, 2007, Trey completely pwned the Taijitu Games Subforum...the last post on EVERY GAME! Huzzzah and...drinks on Trey!"
:drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks:
:clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :clap: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats:
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Welcome to the club :clap:
*orders one of everything X 10* Put it on Trey's tab
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I'll drink t' that!
And Jack too, methinks, considerin' he's dunked hisself in a barrel o' beer over there.
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ill take some gatorade.. and some ice cream...
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*Gives Bara Gatorade flavoured ice-cream and ice-cream flavoured Gatorade*
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Congrats, Trey! Ye remind me of Bustos, the first to do such a feat. Yer drink be well achieved by ye.
Cheers! :drunks:
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:drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks:
Cheers, indeed. It's been a nice 4th of July with friends and family, and I am very glad to have joined this exclusive club. From what I can gather, Bustos and Taco both did it; who else has completed the arduous feat? We must celebrate!
:drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks:
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:drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks:
:fight: !!!!!!!!PARTAE!!!!!!!! :fight:
:drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks:
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ice cream on treys tab!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*gets a lot of chocolate ice cream*
"Yumm...."
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"Jack, if ye be about to do what I think ye best get off me lap, matey."
/me scurries down and into the little monkey's room.
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"Does jack pee a lot?"
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"No more often than any other Capuchin, meaning he pees all the time."
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"ah... Ice cram?"
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"No thanks, it wouldn't go well with my wine. On second thought, scrap that. Do we have Vanilla Bean? It goes smashingly with Chardonnay."
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"Yeah"
*hands al' a vanilla bean ice cream*
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And I bet you go smashingly with strawberries dipped in molten chocolate and real whipped cream Al' O:-)
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???
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/me shakes head and orders more wine
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Thanks, Bara.
By the by, I am smashing with those ingredients, Emp... though you'll never find out first hand. ;)
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I know, but I bet your Chris is happy for getting to ;D
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/me pours half a glass of wine over Emp's head.
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*bends head backwards in the last second so the wine runs into my mouth*
Yummy! Strawberry wine! Thank's dear, but you shouldn't let it be a habit of feeding wine to other men in public, Chris might find out and think you are cheating on him. :trout:
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Whos chris?
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Where's Waldo?
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i dunno, lets look
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He went that a way!!!
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Someone should probably get on following him, then.
/me sits down with another glass of wine. (Not strawberry, thank god. That swill would make a wine snob like her come down with a wicked fit of the vapors.)
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(as Khab says "that a way", Talmann points in both directions, left and right)
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but really, who is chris?
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Chris is my boyfriend, about whom our darling Emp loves to tease and torment me. ;)
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Ok, but seriously, Where's Waldo.. I have his brain medication and he needs it five minutes ago!
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I think waldo strayed too close to PUR and was eaten by Eduardo.... So I guess he doesn't need those meds any more, should we try them on you and see if they do anything funny?
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Allow me
*Lunges and grabs Waldos medications and shoves them down tacos throat, making sure he sallowed it*
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*Taco begins having a seizure, passes out and stands up a few minutes later*
Purple waffle tuxedo laxetive? Window seventeen coma harp! Umbrella groin keychain kabob? Band corrode jingle splat doggie...
Translation:
What happened? I must have passed out! Why are you all looking at me weird? Well this is just great...
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he he, is is funny....
*Sits down and begans rating some popcorn*
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(http://www.alwayswow.com/archive/popcorn.jpg)
Perhaps Bara can tell us which is the best of this lot then?
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anyone thats buttered
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So your rating system is dependent soley on buttered/non-buttered? What about margarine? Does it throw off the system? What if someone can't believe it's not butter?
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well, i like carmeal to
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Could you please provide us with a proper popcorn rating scale... I'm rather confused right now...
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good...goods
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So from what I can gather:
Popcorn has two ratings: Good and Goods
Good popcorn is buttered (although the questions of margarine and the believability of said butter remain unclear at this point)
While Goods popcorn is unbuttered.
In addition to this, caramel is an acceptable substitute for butter.
Qualities such as completion of kernel popage, size, taste, texture, colour and heat are ignored.
Salt plays no role in the rating of popcorn.
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i also like the butter in the bottom of the opocorn bag.. yum
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Ahh an update to the scale!
Popcorn has two ratings: Good and Goods
Good popcorn is buttered (although the questions of margarine and the believability of said butter remain unclear at this point) as butter progresses down the opocorn bag it becomes more good. If it reaches the bottom it becomes the highest scale of good. The lowest scale of good is "good", and the highest scale of good is "good" this only applies when the popcorn is stored in an opocorn bag however, which is rarely the case
While Goods popcorn is unbuttered.
In addition to this, caramel is an acceptable substitute for butter.
Qualities such as completion of kernel popage, size, taste, texture, colour and heat are ignored.
Salt plays no role in the rating of popcorn.
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Well, the Carmel isn't really a substitute , it is gooder. and the buttered popcorn is Way better then the non buttered.
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What about the whole margarine issue though? And the believability of the butter? These issues must be addressed before we ever have a working scale of popcorn rating!
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What about the whole margarine issue though? And the believability of the butter? These issues must be addressed before we ever have a working scale of popcorn rating!
From all the popcorn i have eaten so far in my life, which is so far short, i have never eaten margarine popcorn. As for the believability of the butter, just taste it and you know its butter.
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Like all the buttered popcorn you get in the movie theater? Many places use palm oil extract to cut the butter and save money. Still think it's all in the taste?
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i believe its where it is and what time.
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/me 's Popcorn rating scale
Dependant factors - heat (as determined by Newton's law of cooling), amount of butter, amount of salt, size, and completion of kernel popage.
Hot popcorn right out of the bag is good, yet it is better to let it cool to an edible temperature beforehand. The rating goes up steeply as it cools a few minutes, and then goes slowly down until, at room temperature, rating is 'Ungh, maybe'
Butter quantity is proportionate to the rating. The more butter, the better the rating. No, I do not care whether it is or is not butter, as long as it tastes good. Overuse of butter may pull rating down slightly.
Salt quantity is Bell-curve-ish. No salt, low rating. High salt, low rating. Median to mean amounts of salt recieve highest ratings.
Size - Bigger is always better.
Kernel popage completion - Any hard spots or hints of shell drop the rating of the popcorn. Therefore, I am opposite in a way to Barakarin, by prefering top-of-the-bag fully popped popcorn to the bottom-of-the-bag undeveloped corn.
All factors play into each other and will affect each other in various ways. I will not detail them, as it would require too many tests to complete.
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Well now, my rating system is a bit different from either. (http://smilies.vidahost.com/cwm/cwm/lurk.gif)
Popcorn with butter
+7 for yumminess
-2 because it'll kill ya eventually
So a grand total of +5
Popcorn with margarine
+5 for yumminess
-2 because it'll kill ya eventually
So a grand total of +3
Popcorn with NO butter or margarine because you're thinking of your diet
+0 for yumminess
-2 for boringness
So a grand total of -2.
If it's gourmet popcorn, add +2.
If it's air-popped, add +2.
If it's eaten while watching a movie, add +1.
If it's eaten while watching a movie in the dark and sipping a soda, add +2.
If somebody else makes it so you don't have to, add +1.
If somebody else makes it and does the dishes do you don't have to, +3.
If it's cold, -3.
If it's cold and stale, -5.
If it's cold and stale and you dripped soda in it, -7.
Additional toppings -
If it has Parmesan cheese, powdered cheddar, or taco seasoning, add +3.
If it has caramel, add +3.
If it has caramel and pecans, add +5.
If it has too little or too much salt, -1.
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*Being satisfied with having several working popcorn rating scales Taco buys everyone the next round - Bara gets apple juice because he's still underage though*
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Ahh, then we have my popcorn scale, all popcorns are graded on a scale of 1-10
Popcorn with butter or margarine: +2 but limits the popcorn to a maximum overall score of 8
Slightly singed popcorn: +3
Too much salt: -3
Too little salt: -1 (after all, one can always add salt)
Cheese powder or some other 'funny buisness': -4
Just the right ammount of salt: +4
High levels of unpopped popcorn: -2
Shared with a close friend of the preferred sex: +2
Shared with a significant other: +4
Beeing fed it by significant other: +6 (also raises possible maximum score to 14 on the 1-10 scale)
Beeing forced to share with obnoxious younger relative: -6
Eaten while watching a good movie at a proper theatre: +4
Eaten during pen and paper RPG or other table top game: +4
Eaten while watching a tv-movie: +3 (if combined with the company of a significant other or an interesting member of the preferred sex, a synergy bonus of +4 OR +3 respecively is automatically added)
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/me sits drinking his cup of morning juice whilst watching the great intelligent discussion about popcorn.
/me has funny thought.
Good thing it ain't an intellectual discussion... [/Young Frankenstein quote]
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*Sits down, and pops a bag of popcorn*
"POPCORN ON ME!!!!!!!"
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Makes a mom proud to be part of a region where they discuss the REALLY important stuff. Like snack food. Hooray for priorities!
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YEY!
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All this popcorn talk has put me in the mood for a good drinking song. How about it someone
*Taco goes to the piano and begins to play a rousing tune perfect for a good ol' fashion drinking song*
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Khab cranks up the juke box to play the only drinking song she knows. METALLICAAAAAA!!!
As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said stand o'er and deliver or the devil he may take ya
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she'd love me, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' my money with me and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin'
And some men like ta hear a cannon ball a roarin'
Me I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o
And i got drunk on whiskey-o
And I love, i love, i love, i love, i love, i love my molly-o
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/me dances around like an idiot to Metallica. And loves it.
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i got one
oh we have 99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer. take one down, pass it around, 98 bootles of beer on the wall.
Come everybody!
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98 bottles of beer on the wall, 98 bottles of beer!
Take one down, pass it around, 97 bottles of beer on the wall!
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97 bottles of beer on the wall, 97 bottles of beer!
Take one down, pass it around, 96 bottles of beer on the Wall!
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96 bottles of beer on the wall, 96 bottles of beer!
Take one down, pass it around, 95 bottles of beer on the wall!
*pinches Al's bottom when she dances around*
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95 bottles of beer on the wall, 95 bottles of beer!
Take one down, pass it around, 94 bottles of beer on the wall!
/me smacks Emp's hand away from her bottom and points to the "No Lechery" sign on the wall.
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94 bottles of beer on the wall, 94 bottles of beer!
Take one down, pass it around, 93 bottles of beer on the wall!
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*Larry sits and watches the singers, drinking every time somebody says the word 'beer'*
Ah, what the hell, I'll join in.
93 bottles of beer on the wall, 93 bottles of beer!
Take one down, pass it around, 92 bottles of beer on the wall!
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*Takes down 90 bottles of beer from the wall*
3 bottles of beer on the wall, 3 bottles of beer!
Take one down, pass it around, 92 bottles of beer on the wall!
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92 bottles of beer on the wall, 92 bottles of beer!
Take one down and drink like a clown, 91 bottles of beer on the wall!
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91 bottles of beer on the wall, 91 bottles of beer!
Take one down and donate a pound, 90 bottles of beer on the wall!
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90 bottles of beer on the wall, 90 bottles of beer!
Take one down, prohibitionists frown. 89 bottles of beer on the wall!
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/me sips wine while singing, hoping no one will notice the glaring incontinuity of it all.
89 bottles of beer on the wall, 89 bottles of beer!
Take one down, prohibitionists frown. 88 bottles of beer on the wall!
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*Taco rolls with the freestyle version of the song*
88 bottles of beer on the wall, 88 bottles of beer!
Take one down, have a night on the town! 87 bottles of beer on the wall!
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/me keeps the freestyle going.
87 bottles of beer on the wall, 87 bottles of beer!
Take ten down, dance like a clown! 77 bottles of beer on the wall!
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77 bottles of beer on the wall, 77 bottles of beer.
Take one down, drink to the crown! 76 bottles of beer on the wall!
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/me slaps forehead.
Nein! Not this song! We need an' good ol' Irish drinkin' song!
Gather 'round, ye lads and lasses, set ya for a while,
And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle.
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and fam'ly gone,
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song!
Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox.
Me brother drank the whiskey till he wound up in a box.
Me other brother, in the troubles, met with his demise.
Me sister has forever closed her smiling Irish eyes.
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
Woohay!
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Thanks for the intermission Talmann :clap:
76 bottles of beer on the wall, 76 bottles of beer!
Take one down, your sorrows will drown! 75 bottles of beer on the wall!
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75 bottles of beer on the wall, 75 bottles of beer.
Take one down, wear a nice gown, 74 bottles of beer on the wall!
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74 bottles of beer on the wall, 74 bottles of beer.
I drink im all dun ans Is hiss the grown... no bhutles of bher on the *A fantastic crash as Taco passes out cold*
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Well, that's just great. What are we going to do with these 73 bottles of beer now?
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sell them on ebay!
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Naw, just sell them to the resistance in Barakarin for use as Molotav cocktails...
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shut up!
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Calm down, calm down. If it's going to cause this much tension I'll just drink them myself.
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Let's keep the drinking song going!
This mornin' once I woke up, me brain could barely think
Now there I am on IRC just wishin' fer a drink
No way I have to get meself refreshing beer or wine
I s'pose I'll have to sit right here and sing to pass the time
Now, GMT has tried so hard to keep us all in line
But he couldn't help but join right in when it was drinking time
Thyatira tried to make us Gryphons, Nee glittered all but one
Allama fell right off her chair so Talmann, singing, won!
Oz was awfully quiet and Korinna fought with Dell
Limi just stayed silent and damned them all to Hell
"Eventful days are on us, where's the summer slump?"
With Allama here, we've naught to fear (unless she makes this place a dump!)
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!
(Get on IRC to know the hell I'm talking about.)
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*Hugs Vive*
Ok, now can I have another drink?
thanks! i know!! i want a mint mojito!!
* vive jumps up and down*
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*makes the no lechery sign 'magically' dissapear*
I see nothing Al' ::)
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/me pulls out one of the many spare "No Lechery" signs she has hidden around the Tavern and tacks it up.
"Right there, silly."
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*Sits down and begans eating a bowl of ceral*
" I love my frosted flakes.."
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...almost more than a man really should...
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???
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Em, Em, that's what all-purpose eye beams are for.
*Trey makes himself a "No Lechery" sign magnet and, once they are all stuck to himself, he vaporizes them (and his clothing). That's why layers are a good thing!
Oh, here's the mojito, Vive.
Another drinking song!
What is the malted liquor.(beer)
What gets you drunker quicker?
What comes in bottles or in cans?(beer)
Can't get enough of it,(beer)
How we really love it,(beer)
Makes me think I'm a man,(beer)
I can kiss and hug it,(beer)
But I'd rather chug it,(beer)
Fill my belly up to here,(beer)
I could not refuse a,(beer)
I could really use a,(beer)
Beer, beer, beer.
I can't remember how much I have had,
I drank a twelve pack with my dad, BURP!
That's my son the drunken manly stud,
I'm proud to be his bud,
Here have some pretzels,
No!
I'll call it quits,
Those things give me the Schlitz!
Drink with your family,
Drink it with your friends,
Drink till you're fat,
Stomach distends,
Beer is liquid bread it's good for you,
We like to drink till we spew,
EW
Who cares if we get fat,
I'll drink to that,
As we sing once more.
What is the malted liquor,
What gets you drunker quicker,
What comes in bottles or in cans (beer)
Can't get enough of it,(beer)
How we really love it,(beer)
Makes me think I'm a man,(beer)
I can kiss and hug it,(beer)
But I'd rather chug it,(beer)
Fill my belly up to here,(beer)
Golly I adore it,(beer)
Come on dammit pour it,
Do it for me,
Brew it for me,
Feed it to me,
Speed it to me.(beer)
The most wonderful drink in the world...
Hooray!
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*pukes and hands trey some clothes*
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Maybe before you handed him the clothes you should have aimed away from them....
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Umm... I'm going to go over there now. You guys have fun.
/me wanders out the door to one of tables just outside, making sure to bring a bottle of Pinot Noir with her as she goes.
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"And i am going to go...to....somehwere else
*Runs out the door*
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*cellphone calls*
Oh, an emergency at the plant, the sewage inlet has clogged... see y'all later!
*walks hurriedly out the door and sits down by Al'*
Thanks for bailing me out there hun ;)
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*Walks back in with Easy compny from Band of Brothers*
"Fire at the naked guy"
*Walks oveer and sits next to Emp and Al, while Easy is shooting at Trey*
"Wazzzz up?"
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Hey, wait up. There is no naked guy. When I mentioned LAYERS, you were SUPPOSED to understand that I had another layer on, preventing my nakedness. But nooooo, you hire someone to SHOOT ME. Thanks.
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*shouts very loudly*
I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT! IT WAS ALL THEIR IDEA! *points at Barak & Al'*
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"I did not hire 1 person to shoot ya, i hired.."
*Makes a head count of the peolpe he hired*
"250 guys!"
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Asshole.
*Trey uses his all purpose eye beams to stop/reflect the Band's bullets back at them a la Neo from the Matrix.
Now, Barakarin, that violence didn't have to occur. Let's just go back to drinking. Plus, remember...I destroyed the "No Lechery" signs and Allama is right outside.
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Oh no you don't! I know I have a girlfriend and that Al's technically spoken for but that doesn't mean I'll let you two paw all over her, I saw her first! O:-)
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Asshole.
hey! do i call you that?! NOOOOOOOOO
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True, you haven't called me that. You only tried to shoot me. Perfectly understandable.
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Well, you are both probably trying to compensate for something flaccid and underdevelped so why don't you just drop the charade, bring out the tape-measures and get it settled? O:-)
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You did NOT just say that. So Barakarin, how about we take out Empire before we settle our differences. Or we can just point out that for someone who talks about overcompensation, Empire happens to be the one in the gigantic metal suit.
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hold on a second
*clears thoart*
"BARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR FIGHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!"
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*Trey similarly clears throat...
"MOOOORRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAALLLLLL KOMMMMMMBBAAAAAAAAAATTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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*Takes a pool cue and smacks the person closet to him upside the head*
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Perfect beginning; who was that, exactly, because we're on different sides of the bar, as you were trying to avoid the bullets. *Trey severs barstools in half with his all purpose eye beams. He also creates an eye shield.
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I left that in the back! And who has to bring in hundreds of thugs just to compensate?
*throws a bar stool at Barak and jumps up on the closest table*
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*Larry groggily looks up to see who smacked him upside the head with a pool cue, only to have his bar stool severed in half by some stray eye beams*
Wow, I am not having a good day.
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No Larry, this is not the best time for you to reenter the Tavern.
I agree 100% about the thugs, Empire.
*Trey breaks a bottle over someone's head. He hopes it wasn't Larry again.*
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"This could be worst, taco could come in here"
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I can take taco on!
*Trey shotguns the Wendy's "Hot juicy burger" guy's face on the television screen, and is amazed that suddenly the people that were fighting have suddenly become too busy beating the crap out of everybody and everything else to stay angry with each other.*
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*Pulls out dual tommy guns and began sparying the entire area with bullets*
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*Larry sighs, climbs into his bulletproof glass box, and goes to sleep*
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*opens the lid and throws a grenade down there*
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*Trey dodges the bullets matrix-style and pulls out his hidden BFG.*
"I was going to warn Larry but, since he's already dead, here, Barakarin."
*Trey fires his BFG and completely demolishes half of the Taijitu Tavern...Barakarin and Larry with it. That Tavern automatically rebuilds itself, but Barakarin is stuck in the Netherrealm. Trey created a rift between worlds and pulled Larry out just in time, closing the rift and using a Phoenix Down on Larry.*
Sorry Bara!
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"Hey, this place isnt so bad..."
*Becomes a Warlord and ruls the realm with the help of his Goblin/ Orc Hordes*
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Hmm, interesting tactic, Trey. Thanks for reviving me, by the way.
The next round's on me!
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Anytime, Larry.
See, problem solved, everyone's happy, Allama presumably didn't even notice, and I adhered to the code that the Tavern cannot be destroyed (as it immediately rebuilds itself).
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Yup, everything's right back to normal.
...
...I'm bored. Let's bring Bara back.
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...
Good point.
*Trey makes another rift into the Netherworld and drags Bara into the real world. He only looks a little more zombie-ish than usual.*
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*smacks Bara upside the head with a pool cue*
How do you like it, huh?
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I can take taco on!
Oh really? *circles his finger around the button on the nuclear warhead* I'm going to put a stop to all this fighting the quickest way I can
*Taco nails a 'no lechery' sign on the wall and sets a band of Oompa Loompas of the knee biting variety to guard the sign. Taco quickly casts a spell which protects the sign and it's guardians from eye beams*
Problem solved.
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/me walks past the chaos unscathed and orders a jack and coke.
so i think this next election aught to be interesting, it'll realy come down to Awesome vs. Progressive. both popular, should be a good campaign.
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HEY, TACO, STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The fighting is over, the Tavern is fine, and, by the way, someone had to stop you before...
y'know, Emp., you could ignore those posts annoying ye...
and besides, the Tavern CANNOT be destroyed, even by nuclear weapons, again, check your history. I already fixed that problem. Taco, if you cannot help it, just go after Bara, as he can neither, and we can have our own gladiator ring... Ooh! Idea...
*Runs off to revive a thread...*
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*shakes head after getting whacked upside the head with a pool cue*
Ow........
*grabs a knife from the counter and chases larry around the tavern with it*
Get back here!
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"YO KIDS CUT IT!"/me uses her mystic founder powers to turn the knife into a stuffed pink rabbit.
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"Darn it!"
*goes back to the Netherworld, where he is, once again, the Warlord of the entire Netherworld with his goblin/orc hordes.*
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Yeah, you stay in your netherworld.... ain't no one taking on a rage filled Taco! See the "Anything that makes you think WTF" thread to find out what the rage is about...
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*pops his head from the netherworld*
"ok"
*pops his head back in*
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I feel your pain Taco.
See, you can't nuke the Tavern.
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No... but I can nuke the people inside it ;D
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Yeaaaaaaahhhhhh, hadn't thought of that one.
*Trey teleports as far away from the Tavern as possible, dragging a sleeping Allama with him.*
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*pops his head out from the portal*
"if anybody wants to survive the fallout from tacos nukes, you can join me"
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Good thing I teleported; I didn't want my best option to be Hell with Bara. Too bad Allama's asleep; I'm eating cookies right now.
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"Fine!"
*close the portal*
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So I guess anyone else in there is sorta screwed.
Larry, PUR, might want to get out of there. Just a thought.
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I didn't want my best option to be Hell with Bara.
Can the two really be separate? Besides I haven't pressed the button... yet. And so long as the threat of nuclear oblivion keeps you all in line and the sign on the wall I see no reason to.
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Go back to page 101, Taco (twitch, twitch).
Remember (twitch) when I told you about the code word (twitch).
The code word was oblivion (twitch)(twitch)(twitch)(twitch)(twitch)(twitch)(twitch)(twitch)(twitch)(twitch).
*Trey runs at breakneck speed back to the tavern, screaming like a banshee, eye beams set to burninate and arms carrying fully loaded BFGs, with fully loaded RCP-190s in holsters.*
"DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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*Buys Trey a drink loaded with hidden tranqs to calm him down*
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*Trey drinks Taco's spiked drink and slows down to a normal pace.*
You see, I was so worked up at the word that the tranqs only slowed me down, instead of knocking me out. I'm ok now...just avoid the word.
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Gotcha, I won't say it again
*Taco uses his amazing ventriloquist skillz to make Bara say "Oblivion"*
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You know, I wouldn't hear Bara, since he's in the Netherrealm and there are no rifts open. Nice try, taco.
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He's already said something in the tavern from the nether realm... twice...
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True...(twitch)
*Trey returns to crazy mode, opens a rift to hell, blows Bara into the 9th circle (since he couldn't kill him again) and returns panting heavily.*
I warned you all...
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*Closes the portal and orders a beer*
Ahhh... peace at last...
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Indeed.
*Trey sits on one of the mended barstools and toasts to the Tavern with taco.*
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I'm all for toasting the Tavern, but did you have to do so with a flamethrower?
Anywho RL Taco is off to see the transformers movie :D
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*walks out of the portal, sitting down at the bar and orders a Gatorade*
"Thanks taco, they hate me for that."
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/me steals her wife back and orders another drink.
/me uses her amazing founder powers to protect herself and her wife from any and all harm/perverts/kidnapping/anything else nasty like that.
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Khab wonders why, just for a second there, "founder powers" looked just like "flounder pounders". Which was a little confusing. Must be the wodka.
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*goes to sulk in a corner about PUR stopping all the fun*
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/me consciousness, Alana's first action is to order a drink.
"Make it a double."
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*Throws al' a drink, still mad at taco and trey for sending him to hell*
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"Thanks for the drink, Bara."
/me leans on PUR's shoulder, still trying to wake up enough to safely sip her scotch.
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anybody like my new sig?
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Ummm.... Dare I say, "too much"?
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Shut up!
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"Well, 'big' is the first word that came to mind..."
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Hey PUR, don't worry. I wasn't planning/didn't do anything with/to Allama. It seems like all of my actions were misinterpreted yesterday. I was trying to save her from the prospect of being nuked into hell (with Bara) by Taco, that's all. All the references to her being asleep were the only way I could think of expressing in RP her being offline.
Oh, and Bara, I thought you liked it in hell. And for your sig...you heard that Websters added "ginormous" to the dictionary? A picture of your sig should accompany ginormous.
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no, i didnt like it in helll, i liked it in the Netherworld
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Quick fix...
*Trey opens rift in space-time continuum, uses a pool cue to smack Bara into the (http://Netherrealm), and closes the rift.*
There...problem solved.
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/me watches as the Tavern erupts into chaos once again with the opening of yet another portal.
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Chaos...of course not. I know how to control my rifts. 10-20 seconds, and we're back to normal. Don't worry.
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*Calls the tavern*
"Hey guys, hows it going..yeah... just wanted to say that my job is working out great! please send cookies."
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Good to know...*Trey decides to not figure out how Bara can contact the Tavern by phone from the Netherrealm*
Here's some cookies...*Trey throws in some cookies...on the back of...TROGDOOOOOOOORRRRRRR!!!!!*
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"Yey!"
*walks through the portal*
"Ok, it was boring there"
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Well fine then, Mr. finicky. I'll retrieve TROGDOOOOOORRRRR*Trey does so*...he'll cause some fun.
So...now what?
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*Talmann, now quite drunk due to many opening of portals, raises hand*
ummerm... I thinksh Eiygottan idear... Howsh about a'littel danshin' to livin' dish playsh up?
*grabs a fiddle and foolishly tries to play it, but it sounds very drunk due to many glissandos*
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You know, if my opening of portals makes people drunk, I should do it more often, shouldn't I?!?!?
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wot wot? asks orsis as he steps out of a portal into the tavern
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"Ok, firstly, where the hell did you come from?"
*Orsis always comes when he hears about people becoming drunk en masse.*
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/me puts her arm around Allama.
"another Jack and coke here!"
once she has her drink PUR sips at it gentley.
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ugh, just woke up from my nap.... Shut up taco and trey.
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Ahh...everything is back to normal here at the tavern...and then Bara wakes up. Friendly tip, Bara; Taco hasn't spoken since the last time you did.
*Trey orders a cream soda; he's too calm and content to want to get drunk.*
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still, shut up
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Hey, I'm just sitting here, sipping my soda, not messing with anybody.
I noticed you took the National Guard logo off of your signature; so now it's only large instead of f*****g ginormous.
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yep... now shut the hell up
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i would classify it as ginormesque rather than large.
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"Ginormesque"...I would say lmfao, but I HATE those things, so I am laughing my ass off right now. Perfect.
*Trey forces self to stop laughing, as the feeling of cream soda shooting out one's nose cannot be a pleasant one.*
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ugh, just woke up from my nap.... Shut up taco and trey.
Ummmm...
First off: I haven't posted anything in this thread since:
I'm all for toasting the Tavern, but did you have to do so with a flamethrower?
Anywho RL Taco is off to see the transformers movie :D
16:23PST..... Yesterday..... About 21 hours between these two posts and the post isn't even directed to you. So.... Wuh?
Second: What is the actual point of telling someone to shut up in a medium based solely on written communication. It's a two tier flaw in your logic. *Taco's ear become more Spock-like in nature for just a moment*
-They're not talking, they're typing. So unless anyone here uses speech recognition software to write on these forums the action does nothing to stop people posting on these forums.
-On any forum if a person "shuts up" (in the spirit of it's meaning)... they cease to be. No posting means 0 interaction.
So you don't want Trey or my self to exist then? We may bug you a little dude but it's rather harsh to wish us out existence....
Barkeep! Romulan Ale!
To Portals!
*Taco raises and then drinks the whole pitcher of ale in one swallow*
*Taco summons a portal from hell and a portal to the dimension of only constant nuke explosions and dog crap facing the two portals together at a distance of less then 3nm and sends Bara to the dimension of only constant nuke explosions and dog crap. Bara is sealed there for a little "quiet time"*
Who or what are the Relgions? Have the Relgions invaded Earth? Wouldn't they fight for survival like any other biological assemblage? And the sig is kinda Ginormous dude.
"Ginormesque" is good but I can't find it in the dictionary ;D
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Ginormesque: ADJ. not quite ginormous.
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*walks back to the tavern from hell*
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/me raises a hand in drunken greeting to Bara, then turns back to PUR.
"Hon'y, whhhy d'they fight all t'e time? I dun gettit. We dun haf to ushe guns in here or send people ta hell. Whhy?"
/me this point, Alana slumps over onto the table and starts to draw on it with her fingernails.
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*throws a water ballon at al'*
"hey! you know the rules!
*points to the sign that says "no drawing on the tables with your fingernails*
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/me water balloon hits Alana in the leg.
"Shorry. I musta fergot."
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Testy, testy, Bara...throwing water balloons at the most peaceful person here? Tsk, tsk. Maybe you should just go back to fighting Relgion.
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Alright, I think the sig just crossed the line between ginormesque and ginormous.
*Taco orders a bear and a relaxing hot bath for his index finger which is tired from the extra scrolling Bara has forced it to do*
Bear... attack Bara! Then bring my finger some bath bubbles...
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Indeed, it has returned to ginormousness.
*NOW Trey's ready to get drunk. Corona, please.*
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/me turns to her lover while zombifying Bara to be her servant.
"well hun its because they are boys, which makes them stupid and aggressive and lacking in reason. its not their fault, it just a gender thing."
/me wills bara to chug down a liter of Everclear.
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Oh sure, make your tybbicle mail comnt about us beeng agrssive/stupid. That's not sexist...
*As seen above, Trey's getting a little groggy.*
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"oh trey i'm not saying you, your not a boy, your a foxthingy. and not taco because well he is a magical burrito. but definately bara....."
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*Yay...*
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Oi! I'm not Bara! Are you schayin' I'm dumb and aggressiv?
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No...you just hadn't posted in a while, and she didn't mention you. But stay...PUR and Allama might be playing strip poker here in a few hours.
*Trey pulls out popcorn booth again.*
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sche said all boysh...
*at mention of poker, Talmann sobers up*
OOOoooohh.... hehehe, pass me da poppin' corn!
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Here...what kind would you like?
*Trey is in a good mood and isn't going to charge Talmann (firstly, he only charges Barakarin and Algerianbania (where is he?) and secondly he now has a salary, since he's a Senator).*
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Alg is on vacation in España.
meh, buttered and salted is fine for me. Oh, we might wanna go inside this unbreakable glass box Al' left here, just so we don't get hurt...
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*Here's the popcorn.*
Capital idea, using the box and all!
*Trey pops himself some kettle corn and gets inside the quite large and roomy box. He then uses his all purpose eye beams to make himself and Talmann (and their popcorn/salt/butter) invisible, so that it seems to be just an empty, transparent box.
Trey also announces a second complete pwnage of the games subforum. This one was quite easier, as no one save Talmann (in the Tavern) was there to challenge me much (like Larry last time) and I still had the last 4 pages or so under my grasp.
:congrats:
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This "typical" male comment seems to be applicable to a smaller and smaller segment of males...
Also what's this unbreakable glass box? Good thing unbreakable doesn't mean invincible...
*Taco opens the door on the box which was left unlocked and starts a fire inside. Taco seals the door with an unbreakable seal using REALLY hot sauce*
*Taco enjoys a cup of tea while sitting by the fire*
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Really, why does everyone around here have to be so unnecessarily mean?
*Larry breaks the unbreakable glass box and lets out the invisible occupants*
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Huh, there were people in there? I didn't see anyone... just wanted to enjoy a cup of tea by a roaring fire.
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*comes out coughing smoke and patting out the flames on his pants*
Taco! You've destroyed our cover! Now PUR and Al' will kill us!
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Destroyed? I thought the thing was unbreakable!
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"Why we killin' summin'? I jusht said I wanna be all nice, ev'rywhh-one."
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/me decides not to remind Al' of aforementioned strip poker.
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"You know, why am i the one that usually becomes a lackey?"
*walks away and sits down, eating some chocolate bars*
"MY CHOCOLATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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"You know, why am i the one that usually becomes a lackey?"
Because you lack the confidence to lead your self and thus end up following.
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"Oh..."
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Riiiight...
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"Be quiet!"
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Good to be back!
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Where'd ya go?
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To sleep. Ignore the first post for the sake of the second...it just didn't feel right until Bara had told me to be quiet.
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Just can't start your day without a cup of Bara's shut up surprise huh?
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yep, guess so
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It's my drug of choice!
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That's a bitter pill to swallow ;)
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That's why I chug icewater before I log on...it numbs the throat.
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*Taco pours Trey a glass of courage* for the image war... careful you don't OD man
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I'll take anything you're giving me, Taco.
*Image war, icewater veins. Icewater veins!*
I'll be fine...the image was feud is extremely amusing.
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shut up you godd...not going to say it, not going to say it.
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But you just said it... and you say it all the time!
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Resistance is futile, Bara.
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not going to say it... dont want to get banned
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Alright then...don't get banned, we're going to have SO MUCH FUN!!!
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still not going to say it...
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*Taco takes the side of the somepope in the Relgion Wars* Trey, you have sided with the otherpope and must be stopped in the name of our godd!
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Careful, Bara...I can hear you twitching.
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Enough stalling you otherpopely fiend.. have at thee! :fight:
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Battle stations!
:fight: :fight: :fight:
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So hard...
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So hard...
Seems like Bara likes it when he gets beaten.
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1) i dont have a BSDM
2) not going to say it..
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Oh good, he got the joke.
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Bah, pillow warfare will never take the day for my beloved somepope... now for our secret weapon!
:trout:
You mean you're not into BDSM right, or that you don't have a BDSM fetish. "Don't have a BDSM" makes no sense
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When does anything Bara says make sense?
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I'm not into either. now shut up!
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You sure about that? You seem like a glutton for punishment.
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Well to each their own I suppose.
:wb: :whip:
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Well to each their own I suppose.
:wb: :whip:
Exactly, Taco ^.
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god...
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What, I didn't do anything bad... ::)
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I'm just open to almost all lifestyles. Whatever makes you happy makes you happy.
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shutting up would help!
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It's amazing how Bara always spells "shut/shutting up" correctly!
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dude, i almost always say it.
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How exactly would it help though? Then Bara would have no one to talk to... No friends to be joshed by... and no one to correct his many typos and grammatical errors
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dude, i almost always say it.
Yeah, we noticed.
Also, Taco ^ has a great point. It wouldn't be fun if we shut up!
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How exactly would it help though? Then Bara would have no one to talk to... No friends to be joshed by... and no one to correct his many typos and grammatical errors
you do know that i have other friends?
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We know...but on this game we seem to be your main correspondents.
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yeah. on THIS one.
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Yeah, but with 2359 posts, you must spend a lot of time on THIS game.
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And you're also telling us to shut up in this game... I'd say my earlier comments are very relevant... unless you talk in typos too..
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And you're also telling us to shut up in this game... I'd say my earlier comments are very relevant... unless you talk in typos too..
Well, of course he does...just look at our Guides to making legible sentences.
*Hey, when's the last time any of us had a drink?*
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Yeah, but with 2359 posts, you must spend a lot of time on THIS game.
most of my friends have lifes. I'm sorta like the gamer of all of them.
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So that (mostly) explains the fanaticism.
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Yeah, but with 2359 posts, you must spend a lot of time on THIS game.
most of my friends have lifes. I'm sorta like the gamer of all of them.
Does this mean that you don't?
and it's "lives" not lifes
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what do you mean, mostly?
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Think about it... ;)
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*Taco orders a beer while watching the hamster struggle to run on the wheel*
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i still dont get it.
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That can't all come from you just being a gamer...you have to be a little crazy outside of games.
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doesnt the rifle and bomb thing count?
and no, im not going to go on a rampage. i have a instert in how they work.
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We should make a drinking game here. Every time Bara typos we drink!
"instert" Consume!
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OK, I tried my hardest to figure this out...How did interest become instert? Just wondering...
We're going to be REALLY smashed in about 30 minutes.
*Drink*
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That's a very liberal estimate, I was thinking we'd be lucky to be walking after a paragraph
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hold on a sec
hye yuo gyus1 hwos ti ginog/
translation: Hey you guys! hows it going?
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*Taco drinks down seven shots faster then machine gun fires shots*
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hold on a sec
hye yuo gyus1 hwos ti ginog/
translation: Hey you guys! hows it going?
Only one drink, though, Bara...when you translated it, there still was one typo (how's). When you try, it doesn't count.
*Drink*
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good point.
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Sentences fragments call for a wine cooler ;D
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Bara sentence fragments call for a wine cellar.
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heck yeah!
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Hey...you're underage. WAAAAAY underage.
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Make sure you leave some wine for Allama, you'll upset her if you drink it all... Then you'll have an angry PUR to deal with
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But I like PUR when she's angry...it's sexy.
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no, for you guys
but, I'm serious on this, if you guys do want to know why i like fallen earth, just PM me.
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Well, you already told us about the newsletters and pretty much copy+pasted half of the website into "Image War"...what else is there?
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But I like PUR when she's angry...it's sexy.
Pfff... PUR is always sexy no matter what her emotional state is.
Bara: NO ONE CARES ABOUT FALLEN EARTH!
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But I like PUR when she's angry...it's sexy.
Pfff... PUR is always sexy no matter what her emotional state is.
Bara: NO ONE CARES ABOUT FALLEN EARTH!
First...true, but she's even sexier when she's angry.
Second...you probably just sparked another feud, Taco.
Nice!
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Well, its based in the grand canyon, which i have been, it doesn't pigeon hole you, it is post-apocalyptic, i like the storyline. Also, i like the features that i can pick out from videos and screen shots, and from its forums.
shall i go on?
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Feuds are fun ;D
Survey says: Fallen Earth Blows!
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Well, its based in the grand canyon, which i have been, it doesn't pigeon hole you, it is post-apocalyptic, i like the storyline. Also, i like the features that i can pick out from videos and screen shots, and from its forums.
shall i go on?
Post apocalyptic...so original.
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So it's fallout online then?
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a littile bit.....
Well, its based in the grand canyon, which i have been, it doesn't pigeon hole you, it is post-apocalyptic, i like the storyline. Also, i like the features that i can pick out from videos and screen shots, and from its forums.
shall i go on?
Post apocalyptic...so original.
AM I ALLOWED TO LIKE POST APOCALYPTIC STUFF!!!!!!
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Sure Bara, just saying...
1000 POSTS!
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*Taco checks his papers*
Yes, but we're allowed to mock you for it.... All the cool people are playing pre-apocalyptic games these days Bara. Try to keep up. ;D
Grats Trey *Buys Trey a drink* :drunks:
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I would have left on that note (and returned sometime between now and Monday @ about 8:30 AM), but I needed to finish these last few threads.
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that's nice...
but anyway, there is stuff that isnt in other games...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MG1N2xeZxTU (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MG1N2xeZxTU)
Part 1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQB_4Z8HkDM (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQB_4Z8HkDM)
Part 2
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CpIGqUJ9kfQ&mode=related&search= (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CpIGqUJ9kfQ&mode=related&search=)
Part 3
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Az0VfX5rPg&mode=related&search= (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Az0VfX5rPg&mode=related&search=)
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Since I'm about to go, I (might) check them out later
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thats how i found out abot it and became hooked.
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Robots make excellent fishermen. You were no match for the abots.
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Fish? Did somebody say fish?? Arrr, I be sick o' fish! Gimme chicken! Gimme steak! Gimme a house salad! Fish, I feeds t' Eduardo! Aye, speak t' me not o' fish!!!
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I love misreading words. For a moment I thought you asked for horse salad :D
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Well, just don't give me anything with horse in it, I don't like the taste, it's pork or veal for me if I have a choice, and don't even think about eating something from the sea when you're around me.
Also, that thing about 'cool' people only playing pre-apocalypse games nowdays... That's soooo untrue. If they really were cool, why do they have to say they are?
And the reason most people today plays pre-apocalypse games is because most of'em aren't old enough to have been around in the old days... (the first computer i used was back in 1992 somewhere and it was an Apple II with an integrated 6" black and white screen and 4MB of RAM!)
And just for the record, Al' suits my taste in women much better than PUR does, and that has nothing to do with PUR's preferences, ALL love is beautiful :wb:
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Also, that thing about 'cool' people only playing pre-apocalypse games nowdays... That's soooo untrue. If they really were cool, why do they have to say they are?
So do I actually have to add [/sarcasm] to make it known I wasn't being serious?
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Yup ;D
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... Let's count how many drinks we've had since the Bara misspell game started.../me reviews the last few pages.
Hmm... quite enough, I think. Start drinking, boys!
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*Jabbs a large syringe in Tallman's throat, allowing the blood to spill out in a crystal cup held by a golden foot in the shape of a dragon*
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*twitch*
...
I... hate... needles...
*pulls out shotgun from installed box and shoots Emp from point-blank range*
*grabs lots of gauze and applies much pressure to neck as he runs off to hospital*
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"OH! So he can use a shotgun huh?!"
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Well... It's not as if id did any damage... *drains the cup of Tal's blood in one long gulp*
See, the hole is healing up completely as we speak.
*the .5' hole in my gut is rapidly closing with regenerating tissue*
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Yup ;D
Alrighty, I'll get right on doing that then [/sarsasm]
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Make sure you leave some wine for Allama, you'll upset her if you drink it all...
Damn straight.
/me grabs a bottle and hoards it.
And just for the record, Al' suits my taste in women much better than PUR does
Flatterer. ::)
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more like kiss ass!
KR keep your eyes offmy wifey!unless you want me to ressurect the old uichi ryan magic on you!
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the wha?
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Hey, Em, I did it too, don't worry. And PUR, you are just as Sexy...always remember thy sexiness.
"wha"
*Drink*
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Well.. what harm could some ancient mumbo-jumbo do?
Anyway, PUR, look at it this way, since Al' apparently has very many admirers, doesn't that make you so much more special to her than anyone else since you are the one she has chosen?
*thinks*hopes she falls for it, hopes she falls for it...
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Well.. what harm could some ancient mumbo-jumbo do?
Anyway, PUR, look at it this way, since Al' apparently has very many admirers, doesn't that make you so much more special to her than anyone else since you are the one she has chosen?
*thinks*hopes she falls for it, hopes she falls for it...
Seconded.
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*Taco orders a whiskey sour and waits for the magic show to begin*
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Oooh, magic!
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Trey, wha is sort for what. i also say it a lot next to shut up.
and theres going to be a magic show?
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[Gollum] Men that come too close get swatted with a stick, they does. Yes, precious... [/Gollum]
"I didn't know you could do magic, sweetheart. Let's see some!"
/me grabs another drink for showtime.
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Oh yeah, she can do some magic..."Hey PUR, bring the present I gave you at the wedding!"
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*orders a tequila and sprite and smiles quietly*
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Does Meridianland know what the present is?
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No. But I am guessing it's kinky
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Correct...you see, I gave PUR a strip poker game, which is perfect for the type of person she is. Also, apparently the game said that PUR would always win. She's invariably going to play with her wife (Allama). Put two and two together and we get...well... :-P
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Oh! *orders another tequila and sprite and smiles bigger and more quietly*
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Correct...you see, I gave PUR a strip poker game, which is perfect for the type of person she is. Also, apparently the game said that PUR would always win. She's invariably going to play with her wife (Allama). Put two and two together and we get...well... :-P
and we get... well... Trey is gonna be in the magic show! ;D
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Correct...you see, I gave PUR a strip poker game, which is perfect for the type of person she is. Also, apparently the game said that PUR would always win. She's invariably going to play with her wife (Allama). Put two and two together and we get...well... :-P
No nudity!
/me
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What kind of magic do you do Trey?
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He doesn't, that's what makes it fun :D
*Taco orders another drink still waiting for PUR to start the show*
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ya, on with the show plz!
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*sits dwn and plops down on a chair and plays on a PS2*
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If you already sat before you "plopped down" could you please clean that up :o
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look at the sig.
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No sig excuses you from having to use the bathroom like everyone else ;D
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:trout:
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My first act as Senator: Getting you all sloshed! *Taco buys everyone the next five rounds*
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Yay, new senator! :drunks:
*Trey plugs Guitar Hero II in and rocks out to his modded, custom tracks. Who wants to play The Inspector Gadget Theme on Expert? It's awesome! Really...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zwOKiR9aDJI (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zwOKiR9aDJI)
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I'll get you next time Gadget... NEXT TIME!!!!
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im into the more shooty games.... ill pay racing games every once in a while.s
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Pay them to do what?
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Read the sig, where it says typos...
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How is that supposed to stop me from mocking them though? Who's gonna stop me? You! And what army? The Relgion fighters? ;D
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up yours.
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Oh chillax, you know it's all in good fun.
Here, have some pyrotechnics....
:congrats: :congrats: :congrats: :taijitu: :congrats: :congrats: :congrats:
Hmmm... I should have planned that better... Anyone got a fire extinguisher?
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you do know, that i prefer explosions over regular fire?
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Unfortunately one led to the other in this case.
Here's another explosion for good measure... fight fire with fire had better be true...
:congrats:
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hooray for fireworks! and thats why the 4th of July is one of my favorite holidays...
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One of the annoying things about the midnight sun is that fireworks and round the clock daylight don't mix.
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midnight sun?
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If you go far enough north the sun doesn't set. Yay, tilted earth axis! Of course it makes the winters quite dark... but then you have the northern lights so it's all good :D
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oh
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Yup, northernmost Sweden is like that during the summer, the sun just grazes the horizon and then turns upwards again. On the other hand, during winter it is dark for four months straight with nothing more than a pale pre-dawn light around noon.
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that must stink.
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All experiences have their value Bara ;)
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Well, I haven't experienced it for myself yet so I can't really judge, but suecide rates up there during winter is above average and so is anti-depressive drugs, still that might have more to do with the main industries up there beeing iron mining in shaft mines. Huge shaft mines. Oh, and our Army has some presence up there too, a combined Tank/Mech inf regiment, alp-rangers, para-rangers and an artillery detatchment has their training bases up there.
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Sweden has mechs now?! I honestly thought Japan would get those first...
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Mechanized... As in Infantry fighting vehicles (though we do have the world's best IFVs and tanks)
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Sweden has mechs now?! I honestly thought Japan would get those first...
i think in Japan they built something like a mech, but it doesn't walk on 2 legs.
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Well Mech inf. is an abbreviation for Mechanized infantry, not battle mechs... duh...
A RL battle mech or 'mecha' as the japs prefer is never going to happen since it's too vulnerable a system.
Firstly, it will be way to complex for field repairs.
As if that isn't enough, it will be taken out by any MBT as easy as the stationary targets on the shooting range due to size, lack of armour, massive heat signature, balance problems if bipedal and low speed.
Then it won't be able to carry most heavier weapons due to weight and recoil.
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i know... im up to date with the military emp.
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Well, good, did I mention we of some odd reason happen to have the best IFVs and MBTs around? (not counting Israel's highly specialized Merkava IV MBT)
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Well Mech inf. is an abbreviation for Mechanized infantry, not battle mechs... duh...
A RL battle mech or 'mecha' as the japs prefer is never going to happen since it's too vulnerable a system.
Firstly, it will be way to complex for field repairs.
As if that isn't enough, it will be taken out by any MBT as easy as the stationary targets on the shooting range due to size, lack of armour, massive heat signature, balance problems if bipedal and low speed.
Then it won't be able to carry most heavier weapons due to weight and recoil.
It'd still be cool though... and never say never. Think of how technology has advanced in the last 10 years... 20 years...
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i can see it now. a 1000 Mechas going through a city, with foot soldiers around it.... yeah, that would be cool.
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Well, no, I still say never, in open fields, they will be destroyed before they see action, in city fighting they would be better but still not much use. Powered armour would be far better there.
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like, space marines armour?
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What if they give them a cloaking device... like the ones currently being worked on at MIT?
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Problem with that is that if it's based on cameras and projecting the background on the opposite side, it only works good when not moving. Second, all the cameras and projectors would be highly vulnerable to small arms fire. Third, it creates a significant ammount of heat close to the surface, so while it makes it very hard to see in the spectrum visible to the human eye, it will become easier to detect in other spectrums.
If it tries to use other methods, like actually bending light, the magnetic fields requiered won't allow any pilot or ground support troops within considderable distance due to health risks plus that it will cause every single piece of scrap iron to hurl towards it like missiles from hundreds of meters away and it would show up on all radars within range as a massive radar disturbance (all things vanish from radar miles around it) and radio transmissions will be impossible for miles around.
Any to Barak, yes, like the Space marine armour, though it will probably be less agile, less effective and smaller in real life, plus that it's main usage will be in building sweeps room-to-room.
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yeah, i figured that. But it would be cool.
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I like the idea of power armour far better than battle mechs, though Dreadnaughts would have a role since they would be small enough to support the PA squads in many ways, not the least in battering up wall breaches, freeing up lots of explosives to other things.
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yeah. Picture this for a second. having imperial guard tanks. that would be cool.
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Nope... I wouldn't want to be caught in one of those if it was the only protection in the world.
Do you know why no modern armoured vehicle use riveted armour what so ever?
Second, they have no speed what so ever, a tank moving at walking speed is a dead tank.
Plus that they can't hit the broad side of a barn if they stood next to it. (no gun stabilization, only visual sights and no suspension)
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i see what you mean.
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Land raiders though... *drools*
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the CHOTA chick on the fallen earth box art.. *drools*
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Naw, I prefer my Sabina over all other females :wb:
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but remember emp, i spend most of my time in my moms basement...and i pronounce my S funny, so the chicks don't really talk to me. (i blame my front teeth)
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Well, I am more than 7 hours of travel and a she-devil away from my beloved one... (the she-devil is her mother if that's not clear enough)
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/me had dozed off slightly during the boring part of the conversation, but perked right up when she heard talk of interpersonal relationships.
Don't fret, Bara, a lot of boys your age have lisps that are probably worse than yours anyway and most grow out of it. Even if you don't, it shouldn't matter to the right kind of woman when you find her. Shallow people aren't very worthwhile, in the long run.
Emp, at least you have love. That's something to be grateful for, no matter how far away and how difficult it may be. I'm sure you know that already, though. :)
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Yup, and I actually thank the lord for leading our steps so we found eachother every time I pray.
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Aww, that's so sweet and wonderful! I'm glad you two are so very happy with one another. You deserve that joy and fulfillment as much as anyone I know.
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;D
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/me wakes up.
Eh? Wha-? Why speak we of this here? This ain't Tavern-worthy talk!
/me tries in his drunken stupor to sing a drinking song, but falls over halfway through.
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Oh, come on, we can't even continue our drinking game...Bara hasn't misspelled anything in a while!
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i like this tavern. :clap:
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Glad to hear it, Meri! Another round, I say!
/me passes around trays of drinks, no two the same.
A toast to Gunner, for picking up the tab! HUZZAH!
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Huzzah!
Meridianland, we have fun in our Tavern, don't we everybody?
Just watch out...every 15 pages or so, it gets blown up (don't worry, it fixes itself).
Oh...and there is a certain word that might make me go into a violent rampage...so be careful.
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what word
and this is so Trey can play his drinking game: ot
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Once again, Bara, you're doing it on purpose, so it doesn't count.
Like I'd tell you the word...HA HA, I laugh at you, HA HA!
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its dot dot dot?
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*Bangs head against bar*
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/me grabs a bottle o' rum.
Drink up, me hearties!
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:drunks:
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Did Al' just say "drink me up" or is my ears playing tricks on me again?
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Tricks, Empity-Emp.
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Your ears have fooled you, my friend.
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Please, Trey, cut it out.
Damn, I thought they had stopped doing that.
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OK, fine, Empire. Happy?
Third complete pwnage of the games subforum now complete!
:congrats: :congrats:
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:drunks:
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Yup, happy ;D
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Good...and now, we drink!
How about we sing the Star Spangled Banner...since it's based on an old British drinking song!
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we could sing happy birthday... ;D
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Indeed, we shall!
Happy Birthday to you!
(Next poster that's not Bara sing the next line!)
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Happy Birthday, Bara. *Taco puts on a ridiculous hat*
(http://aknittersblog.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/xml-birthday-cake-large.jpg)
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you know, I'm wearing a sombrero right now...
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TMI Bara.... TMI
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i blame chevys..but it sure does have good food.
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Why do you blame a car company?
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its a Mexican restaurant near where i live.
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And they force you to wear a sombrero?
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no, they gave me it, and my friend, the one that you met, put it on me. it was really embarrassing.
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Tis just a hat! Why so embarrassing?
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dude, they clapped for a while and they sang and gave me hat. dude, attention was called to me... but it was kinda funny.
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Attention.. pfff... it's not like your a spy or on the lamb. Don't feel embarrassed because you were celebrating man. Enjoy the times :D
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yeah, but it only embarrassed me for a second, a Little kid came up to me and wished me a happy birth day.
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Cute :P
So, are you 13 or 14 now?
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13, my moms really worried that ill turn evil or something.
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A toast! A toast to the birthday boy, I say!
/me raises her (9th or 10th?) glass of wine, slopping some onto the floor and failing to notice.
*hic* To Bara, the kid wonder! *hic* Hehe...
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*whispers to Bara so Trey can't hear*
I believe the key word is Oblivion... And here, have a Hefeweizen, on me. I didn't give it to you, I gave you "apple juice", got it?
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*Whispers back to tal so no one can hear but him*
"Got it"
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*Of course, this is where I come in*
So...how were the birthday celebrations, Bara?
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good.
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Good to know; wow, all of these extremely deadly weapons are heavy. I wonder who I could use them on...hopefully no one will piss me off today. :D
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*trips trey and stealls all of his weapons*
"HA!"
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*Freezes Bara in block of ice, uses all purpose eye beams to melt weapons from ice, and reholsters them. Trey then proceeds to smash said block of ice with a gigantic mallet.*
Hell was fun before, right Bara?
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"Wha?"
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Ok, I'll spell it out for you.
1) I shot a freeze beam out of my eyes and froze you as you ran away.
2) I carefully melted the sections of the ice around the weapons and grabbed them away from the ice.
3) I re-holstered said weapons.
4) I grabbed a large mallet and smashed the block of ice that held you.
5) You broke into a few thousand frozen pieces.
6) You arrived in Hell.
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ahhhh...so, im right now in hell, but i can still talk to you?
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Telekinesis. One of the perks of becoming a demon; that's why all the serial killers say God told them to do it. They were hearing an otherworldly voice; it just wasn't God.
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so, im like a demon now?
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good.
Glad ta hear it! I thhhink thish calls fer anuther round, eh lads?
/me is oblivious to the carnage, at this point.
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so, im like a demon now?
Sure...you can be the designated demon of geekdom.
Gotta love a drunk Alana...no knowledge whatsoever of the carnage, huh?
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/me makes demons dance across the bar to get her the rum.
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*sips off of PUR's rum*
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/me chugs her rum while sharing it.
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/me eats the orange slice from pur's glass
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*Taco gets in on the drinking from PUR's glass game and drinks a small umbrella*
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How would you drink a small umbrella? ???
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1) "Borrow" umbrella from PUR's rum
2) Insert umbrella into mouth
3) Swallow
4) Enjoy the quenching of thirst
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But it's a wood and paper umbrella!
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The lord works in mysterious ways :shrug:
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Is the lord really going to grant someone the ability to quench their thirst by eating a wood and paper umbrella?
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Sure, why not. The lord is always doing crazy crap like that. I love you all... Now I'm gonna flood ya! My son is going to save you, BUT, you have to kill him to do it which is a mortal sin that can't be forgiven... God must be bipolar
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Sure, why not. The lord is always doing crazy crap like that. I love you all... Now I'm gonna flood ya! My son is going to save you, BUT, you have to kill him to do it which is a mortal sin that can't be forgiven... God must be bipolar
ROFLMAO...I normally wouldn't say that, but it was quicker.
I could defend the above actions, but I don't feel like it. God might be bipolar.
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It seems about as probable as anything else. *Taco enjoys a tall cool glass of umbrella*
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*sits down and hands taco a game controller*
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Thanks Bara, but it'd be a lot more fun of there was a game console attached to the controller. *Taco plugs the controller into an Atari 2600 and starts playing some Asteroids*
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"It was..."
*plays freedom fighters by himself*
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*siphons 96% pure alcohol into PUR's glass, slowly making it stronger without her noticing*
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96% pure alcohol? Don't you mean slowly making her blind once she drinks that?
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/me had her liver given a supercharge wih great magics and reacts very litle to the incredibooze.
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Ah, well that as such
*Taco sneaks in some a 125% alcohol/vol. rum*
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No, only methanol turns people blind taco, ethanol is 'safe'
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RUM!!!! yay.
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Welcome to the Tavern PQ, lemme buy you a drink :drunks:
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Yay, Taco's round
I'll have 3 depth charges please.
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Taco is officially awesome! Flaming Dr Pepper please :)
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The Mardi Gras has those if I caught the code properly.
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I really need a drink right now (reeling from weekend's events).
*Trey takes Taco's 125% alcohol and takes a swig, after using his all purpose eye beams to protect his liver from disintegration.*
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/me sits in the corner, recovering from a bad hangover.
In RL it's just a "monthly variety" headache, but I'll roll with it, as it were. ;)
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And avoid IRC. :'(
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gah! now i have a headache!
and no, not hangover...
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So...where'd you get the "headache-that's-not-a-hangover"?
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Sex change operation gone awry.
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Sex change operation gone awry.
I did not get a sex change, cat boy!
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Sex change operation gone awry.
Who's "cat boy"? Also, Soly...ROTFLMAO!
Whatever I drank comes shooting out like a shotgun, most of it landing on the floor. Guess where the rest is...
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Back into your cup?
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I didn't even know you could post things like the mini video in a sig!
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Lol, took me a while to find out how myself.
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My sig editor is messed up...it won't let me change mine. :'(
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I'm the catboy, I suppose.
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I was just wondering, since I have a fox av and all. How are you "cat boy"?
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I'm Allama's kitten.
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So...where'd you get the "headache-that's-not-a-hangover"?
I get a massive one every month that usually lasts about 2 days. Use your imagination from there. ;)
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Hint: it isn't pre-hangover.
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Trey knows from personal experience not to touch that subject with someone else's pole.
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Jesus Christ, even I think that's disgusting, Trey!
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ROTFLMAO @^&^^ ;D
I wonder why so many guys are so afraid of natural, regular occurences that happens to involve blood...
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I'll never trust a creature that bleeds for days in a row and doesn't die!
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ROTFLMAO, Soly! That is more than a little creepy.
Well, now that I actually think of that again, my comment came out badly...I was going to use the phrase "wouldn't touch it with a ten foot pole", but, especially when it comes to relationships with the opposite sex, I've heard the saying (from my mother, no less!), that "I wouldn't touch that with someone else's pole".
And Empire is right...it's going to happen anyway...just prepare for it like any other earthquake.
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Touching it with someone else's pole will happen? Roger, preparing for that.
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Calm down guys it's not even an earthquake, most of 'em just needs a bit of tenderness, an attempt at understanding and a cup of hot chocolate with cream and chocolate sprinkles on the bedside when they wake up :)
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Solnath, Solnath...I meant the "two-day monthly headache", not the pole touching. And Empire...I can do the tenderness and the understanding and, as for the hot chocolate...good thing there's a Starbuck's within 5 minutes of walking distance.
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They need a crowbar. In the face. That's what they need.
-Max.
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So Alex and Max are your two alter egos! Max is the evil one, isn't he?
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Ummm... no Soly... And it's way easier to just pour up some milk, put it in the microwave for a minute or so, stir in the chocolate powder, whip up some cream, pour it in, sprinkle some pre-ground chocolate flakes on top and serve her than going all the way to a coffe shop.
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True, but I'd have to rely on myself to have all of the ingredients. And I told you...the whole trip takes under 10 minutes.
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Yes, he is. My mental condition has and is changing.
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If you have any sense, you already have the ingredients in the kitchen and then it takes less than two minutes to make the whole thing, plus that females ALWAYS appreciate it more if you do it yourself compared to going out and buying something.
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Touche.
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Back to blood, are all guys a little freak with it? Come on...it's just blood...right?
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Well, it's a bit more too, but nothing that can hurt anyone unless it's infected with something nasty, which is very rare anyway.
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Calm down guys it's not even an earthquake, most of 'em just needs a bit of tenderness, an attempt at understanding and a cup of hot chocolate with cream and chocolate sprinkles on the bedside when they wake up :)
Indeed! The same applies for hangovers, but we want soup instead of chocolate. Soup, damn it! Chicken noodle.
Where did that one come from? Meh, I'll not worry about it. At least I have a man coming over this weekend who will do precisely what Emp said (plus a little "Irish charm" in the chocolate ;)).
Well, it's a bit more too, but nothing that can hurt anyone unless it's infected with something nasty, which is very rare anyway.
Eww, that's gross. Let's face it, a woman's monthly cycle is disgusting. I'm not going to pretend otherwise.
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Oh... I think our little Al' has a weak spot for Irish whiskey eh?
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No, I think that she's just running out of more subtle euphemisms.
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Nah, Emp was on the right track.
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"Irish whiskey..."
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Yes, as opposed to scottish whiskey or the american scotch
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Or as opposed to...
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Stop beeing so prude Trey... but I think Chris is American, not Irish.
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Oh believe me, I was trying to be anything but prudish.
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well, you didn't write it out now, did ya?
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Fine, no, I didn't...*Trey goes and sulks.*
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Read this instead:
<Soly> Hey Ryaz.
<Taiji013> You Finnish bastard
<The_Empire> ahh
*** Taiji013 is now known as Ryazania
<Soly> IP memorization!
<Ryazania> Is it possible for a name to become unregistered?
<Korinna> yes
<Korinna> time
<Ryazania> Because mine wont recognize anymore
<The_Empire> meow
<Ryazania> Oh
<Korinna> reregister
<Ryazania> Nah
<Korinna> ok
<The_Empire> I am hungry
<Ryazania> I hope Khab doesn't kill me today
* The_Empire eats Ryaz
<Korinna> Khab, Get him!
<The_Empire> too late
<Ryazania> I am skinny, not enough meat
<The_Empire> I don't care, I eat bones too
<Ryazania> just wiry muscle and bones
<Ryazania> Does anyone else have a contracted bicep?
<The_Empire> all dissolves in a dragon's gullet
<The_Empire> wich bicep?
<Ryazania> what do you mean which?
<ofcrazed> an hour and a half of work left woot
<ofcrazed> Ryaz!
<Ryazania> OC!
<The_Empire> the huma body has several if I remember correctly
<Soly> My my my.
<ofcrazed> Nice to see you again :P
<Soly> I'm afraid my nick is misleading.
<Ryazania> Only 2 I know of
<Soly> Apparently, Max has calmed down.
<Ryazania> On either arm
<Ryazania> Max?
<Soly> Max.
<The_Empire> I think the others are quite small
<Ryazania> xaM?
* Khab is back.
<Ryazania> But both of my biceps, instead of spreading out, contract in one place and look like a potato
*** ZetaOne has left #taijitu
* The_Empire eats some of Khab's cookies
* Khab grins.
<Ryazania> Anyone else have that problem?
<The_Empire> I havn't heard of it
<Soly> Zeta left without the dreadful exit message!
<Khab> yay lol
<ofcrazed> Im to lazy to work out, so no I dont have that problem
<Soly> Ryaz, where are these "biceps" of yours?
* Khab is a girl so doesn't have anyting potato-ish on her arms.
<Ryazania> On my arms?
<The_Empire> But I can solve the problem for you... for a fee
<Khab> lol
<Khab> would that be a painful solution, Emp?
<The_Empire> it just might
*** Limi is now known as Limi|away
<The_Empire> MUAHAHAHAHAHahahah....
<Ryazania> lol
<Khab> ;)
<Ryazania> I also have eggs in my forearms
<Khab> fascinating
<Ryazania> I know
<Korinna> Why would you put eggs on your forearms
<Ryazania> To eat them, of course
<The_Empire> yeah, THAT is a biological function Ihaven't heard of before
<Khab> So the potatoes won't be lonely.
<Korinna> lol
<Ryazania> lol
<Ryazania> I guess my muscles want to look like foodstuffs
<Ryazania> http://www.lolwut.com/
<The_Empire> well, my theory is that they do that because you are the result of a failed secret experiment to create an animal that held all the nutrients needed from both plants and animals
<Ryazania> D:
<The_Empire> And when they botched it they kidnapped your mother and implanted her with you before altering her and your father's memory
<The_Empire> And altering all records to make it undetectable of course
<The_Empire> see, perfectly reasonable... if you don't examine it too closely... or preferrably not at all
<Khab> because if you know the truth, then they have to kill you
<The_Empire> exactly
<Ryazania> lol
<The_Empire> that's why I live in a cellar
<Khab> so you're harder to find?
<The_Empire> and so that I can sneak away in my secret tunnel network if they locate the house
<Soly> And safer when the Bomb falls.
<The_Empire> yes yes
<The_Empire> Plenty of bombs... nice little button
<The_Empire> pretty pretty glass bubble
<Khab> lol
* The_Empire giggles
<The_Empire> oups...
<Soly> Hmm?
<The_Empire> shouldn't have done that
<The_Empire> baad kitty
<The_Empire> shouldn't haunt master
<Soly> Ghost kitty?
<The_Empire> ummm... yes?
<The_Empire> made master slip
<Khab> well people I have to head out for awhile
<The_Empire> watch out for the bombs
* Khab will do that!
* Khab passes cookis and hugs around.
<Soly> Have fun, Khab!
<St_Oz> bye khaby
<The_Empire> remember, duck and cover
*** Khab has quit (Quit: Khab)
<Soly> Uh oh, she didn't get that message.
<The_Empire> sniff... poor Khab... who are now going to make out cookies? :'(
<Soly> Flem, you here?
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Well, that was random.
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compltely
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Remember the most used letter in the alphabet, Bara? E? Forgot one..."compltely"
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a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z
got all of them!
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Alright, smartass.
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jackass....
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Assass
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Wha?
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Wiseass.
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dont make me...uh....uh..... i got nothing.
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Victory is mine!
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Well, you both still missed Å, Ä and Ö so it's detention with PUR and Soly for both of you...
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
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I call PUR!
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You don't get to call anything, You and Barak are heading for the Taijitu dungeon where Mistress PUR and Master Soly may do whatever they wish with your sorry little hides *evil grin*
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*Mischevious grin.*
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Revoking cookie priviledges is the first step.
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!x2
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quick! Trey, catch!
*Throws trey a shotgun*
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Ooooh Soly that's cruel and unusual punishment! More, more!
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but I think Chris is American, not Irish.
*sigh* That is NOT what I meant, and Chris is Italian. American-born, but Italian nonetheless. :wb:
P.S. More punishment, yay!
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Hey...nothing can conquer the rare time Bara and I work together. We shall be unstoppable!
*Trey catches the shotgun and proceeds to riddle the dungeon with holes; before long, Trey and Bara step out, unscathed. Solnath is nowhere to be seen. "I thought you shot him Bara!"*
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*grins from ear to ear and pulls up a head*
"i didn't shoot him...."
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So who'd you shoot? Empire?
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No, i don't know why i have this head in my hand, its in my lines, what about yours?
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Your lines? We're not in a play or filming something, right?
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*Larry looks up from his video camera*
Dammit, cut!
*sighs*
Dude, did you even get the script?
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So Larry is directing a film at the Taijitu Tavern...I've gone on some strange tangents in Taijitu, but this has to be one of the strangest.
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Come on, this can't be the strangest situation you've been in.
*a robotic giraffe gallops past, followed by several magically animated wardrobes*
Oh, great, now I'll need some new props for Scene 4.
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/me stares at the giraffe, then decides she wants a ride and jumps on its back.
Tally ho!
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With over 2000 posts, It'll take a while for me to look but no, this probably isn't the weirdest. Top 10, definitely. Al; Save a Horse (or Giraffe), Ride a Cowboy!
*Trey puts on cowboy gear.*
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Hey! thats my pants i was missing!
*runs after the several magically animated wardrobes*
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Calm down guys it's not even an earthquake, most of 'em just needs a bit of tenderness, an attempt at understanding and a cup of hot chocolate with cream and chocolate sprinkles on the bedside when they wake up :)
Indeed! The same applies for hangovers, but we want soup instead of chocolate. Soup, damn it! Chicken noodle.
Where did that one come from? Meh, I'll not worry about it. At least I have a man coming over this weekend who will do precisely what Emp said (plus a little "Irish charm" in the chocolate ;)).
Well, it's a bit more too, but nothing that can hurt anyone unless it's infected with something nasty, which is very rare anyway.
Eww, that's gross. Let's face it, a woman's monthly cycle is disgusting. I'm not going to pretend otherwise.
so true allama... so true
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*looks at the new guy*
"hi...."
*starts running after the wardrobes again*
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*Taco wakes up from his nap of several days and looks at the madness that has gone* The tavern has gotten too messy to clean up.. hmm... I know
*Taco sets off a nuke and the tavern rebuilds it's self into a fresh clean version*
There, although I like the lived in look *Taco loads a cannon with pancakes and maple syrup and shoots it at Trey and Larry*
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Sweet, free breakfast!
*catches the pancakes in his mouth*
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*Taco hides a small vile labeled 'Antidote' in his pocket*
Yes... enjoy them... >:D
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Thanks, Taco, I will!
*finishes off Trey's uneaten pancakes*
Wait, what's that strange aftertaste? Hmmm, seems to be blueberry. With a hint of poison. Uh-oh.
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Upon hearing the word "poison", Alana spits her drink halfway across the room. It makes an interesting crimson pattern on the wall, though it's quite high up having been spat from the back of a giraffe.
"POISON?"
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Don't worry dear, the only thing put in your drink was sedatives ::)
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"Well, it's a darn good thing my health insurance cov- *SNORE*"
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*catches Al' as she falls off the giraffe and sneaks off up the stairs*
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/me wakes up halfway up the stairs, highly disoriented, and overbalances in Emp's arms, knocking him over and falling on his knee.
Oops, geez, I'm sorry! Were you helping me up the stairs to sleep it off?
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Yes I was ::)
*tries to look innocent*
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Luckily for Empity, Alana was still recovering from the effects of the tranqs and didn't notice how shady he looked.
"Oh, thanks! You're such a dear. Let me get you a drink!"
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Bad Empire, bad.
I am so glad I came here late, because I would have gobbled those pancakes up. I LOVE PANCAKES!!! I just ate some banana pancakes in RL.
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vive , who happens to be sitting cross-legged on the ceiling meditating, looks down at the crowd.
" i think I'm going to need another drink after this meditating session..."
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So you meditated through the nuke, then?
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duh.. i have my own force field... i was in that when the nuke went off..
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Oh yeah...I forgot about that.
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mhm
vive walks over and grabs a shirley temple
" man these things are addicting.."
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Trey snickers...
"I wonder what Empire spiked the Shirley Temple with..."
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vive force fields her drink so it won't spill on the people below and drinks!
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Vive's head explodes...luckily, we aren't sprayed with brain due to the forcefield...thanks, Vive!
Ooooooh, she picked the wrong drink.
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vive walks in the door. " has anyone seen my clone bot 5000? i though i left it here.."
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Damn.
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Sorry, honey, but I think it blew up.
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Just the head, though...it didn't need the head, right?
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*walks through the front door*
"Hey guys!"
*walks over to a chair that looks like Scarface's chairr and sits down in it*
"hmmm...lets see what happens at the end of the movie..."
*thinks*
"Oh my god..."s
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Of course, with Scarface's chair comes Scarface's bullets...
"Say hello to my little friend!"
*Bara is riddled with holes.*
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*somehow stands upand as a ak-47 with him*
'SCARFACE IS SUPPOSED TO SAY THAT!!!"
*shoots at treys legs, making him fall to the ground*
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You shot at my legs...nowhere did you say that you hit me.
*Trey dodges the bullets, and melts the AK with his all-purpose eye beams.*
Oops, did I melt too much...your hands should heal...eventually...
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"oh.. darn it.. and yes it needs a head... that's where its battery and internal data Chip is... o well I'm just going to have to go build another one... " walks out grumbling.
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Only if drinks are only the beginning dear Al' ::)
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vive finishes her new robot and come back dancing like there is no tomorrow.
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Hey there pretty one, you want a drink too?
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yessiree bob... i wanna drink!
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What will it be then?
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dude! my hands!
*runs over to the 1st aid kit and appiles a "Anti eye beam" cream on his hands*
"Good to go!"
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ooh.. that's a hard choice... and I'm indecisive so... i say EVERYTHING!! WHOOO!!
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hand me a gatorade.
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hands bara a secretly spiked Gatorade...
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*drinks it*
tastes a littile funny...
*eyes go small then big*
"he, the room looks funny...
*Starts swatting around, and knocks vive out*
"he he he, the room is colorfull.....
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*picks up Vive and place her on the sofa*
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*pulls out a bizon SMG*
"Pretty gun...
*pulls the trigger my mistake, barely missing emp*
"Sorry....
*Snaps out of the temporally spiked drink period*
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wakes up...
thanks Emp... you're such a doll... in a very manly way..
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Well, thanks, I guess part of that comes from beeing so secure in myself that I have no need to proove myself.
By the way dear, here is your drink *places Vive's black currant shot on the sitting table.*
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"ummm emp thats...."
*sees vive fall fast asleep*
emp.....
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What did you put in her drink Barak? :o
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Me! That was you!
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No it wasn't, I only spiked Al's drink, not Vive's...
Trey? was it you?
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I think Zombie Jesus and Chuck Norris did it... I'd try to stop them but I know when I'm beat.
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Oh, well, why didn't you use the auto-shotgun by the door labeled: To use against zombies and Chuck Norises?
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Not wanting to read the last 10 pages.../me wakes up from alcohol-induced coma.
The square root of x times the square of y is 10!
*heavy breathing*
Oh... hey Emp, where'd you come fro-- ooh... ouch. I definately had WAY too much to drink...
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Yeah, and that half a barrel labeled biohazard probably didn't improve anything for your hangover...
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We can't get rid of the biohazzard barrel though... What would we do with the various limbs and clonebots we lose in here? Do you want to have to deal with the hassel of bringing all this human flesh to the dump again? It's not like there something else we could do with all this.... hmmm....
*Taco opens a Mystery Burger Stand* Free special sauce for burgers topped with nuts
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I only spiked the one earlier and tried to blame it on Empire...this one's on Bara.
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Oh, so what do we do with a passed-out Vive then?
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>:D I got a few ideas >:D muhahahaha
*Taco takes out a marker and begins drawing on Vive's face, once finished he looks up and sees the look on Trey and Empy's face*
What, that's what I was talking about all along you perverts
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Good for you...how about this?
*Trey sprays shaving cream in Vive's hand.*
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*Taco ties Vive's shoelaces together*
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*Trey places her hand in warm water.*
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*Taco takes a little of Vive's blood to sell... well to sell and for voodoo*
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*Trey glues Vive's eyes shut.*
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*Taco uses shoots Trey with a tranquilizer dart and leaves him beside Vive with all the evidence of his evil doings: A marker, shaving cream, an instruction book on how to tie shoelaces, a syringe and a bottle of glue*
You're such an evil monster Trey... O:-)
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*Oh, thank you, decoy, for doing my bidding. Have a nice sleep.*
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*walks into the front door and stops*
wait, did i ever leave the tavern?
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Crap...time paradox! We're all screwed.
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"EVERYBODY! EXPECT A PORTAL TO OPEN...."
*checks watch*
"NOW!!!!"
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*Trey uses all purpose eye beams to create a portal in the ground. He falls through the portal and ends up in the Danger: Room.*
The Tavern and all of its inhabitants are sucked into the portal. To where...well, I'll let the next poster figure that out.
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*Drops into the land of war and evil...which is a meadow with the rest of the people in the tavern*
"Well this isnt so bad..."
*Sees a huge, evil person eating rabbit*
"Were going to die...."
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The Killer Rabbit! duh-Duh-DUH!!!!!
(http://www.e-forwards.com/uploadedpics/9910050cute6.jpg)
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see? we even have it on a photo!
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You guys ARE SO DEAD.
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*sees the portal is still open, so he rushes who ever that is there with him and can make it back into the tavern, but the rabbit follow*
"TREY! THROW US THE ANTI KILLER RABBIT GUNS!*
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Heh-heh-heh. This should be fun. *Trey makes a forcefield using his eye beams, walks outside, turns on his X-Ray vision, and watches the carnage.*
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"BAD! BAD!"
*Whips out a sawed off shotgun and blats at the rabbit killing it.*
"Trey, you suck"
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*Taco uses his necromancer skills to revive the bunny into an evil zombie beast to do his bidding and casts bone shield, float and poison claw on it* Zombun! Attack Bara! Then get Al' some wine!
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*unglues Vive's eyes with care not to cause accidental harm*
You know you could have made her blind permanently with that shit right?
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"Well, I leave for a few weeks and you guys let a killer rabbit in. My oh my...I'll just get a drink of your finest stuff. Charge it too...*looks around and points at a chair* his tab."
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*unglues Vive's eyes with care not to cause accidental harm*
You know you could have made her blind permanently with that shit right?
It was more like an eye-beam flesh fusion...it would have worn off on its own in 37 hours.
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*runs from the Killer rabbit, then remebrs on of the rules on how to surive a zombie attack*
"Shotguns kill zombies...!"
*shoots the rabbit agian, and the rabbit stops dead in its tracks*
"Ha!"
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It stopped because it's pissed. It's going to pounce. Nice knowin' ya.
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*sidesteps as the rabbit ponces and watches as the rabbit sails out the door*
"Sucker..."
*locks the door*
"Round on me!"
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*Trey sidesteps the rabbit, zaps Bara with the "Switch places eye beam", and proceeds to take a drink on Bara's tab.*
Ahh, the sweet scent of a rabbit ass kicking.
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"Dude, the rabbit is outside and your inside...smart one"
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Dude, "Switch Places Eye Beam". Take a wild guess what that does.
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dude, i still dont get it.
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DUDE. I shot you with a Switch Places Eye Beam. Therefore, you and the shooter of the beam SWITCH PLACES!
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and that is bad how?
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*Taco beams the rabbit into Bara's skull... the rabbit eats it way out and turns Bara into a zombie*
Zombie! *Taco uses the 'in case of zombies' shotgun to gun down Bara*
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Umm, you were outside with THE rabbit Barak...
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*With the rabbit gone and the door shut and locked, Talmann turns back to the bar*
whew! I soiled my armor, I was so scared!
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Aww, poor Tal. Here, have a glass of wine on me.
/me takes the bottle proffered by Taco's zombie and pours a couple glasses.
Hmmm... A nice Chardonnay, not too oaky; perfect!
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*Larry drops lightly from the rafters*
Evening, everyone...
*looks around*
Killer rabbit? Zombies? Body swapping? What the hell is going on around here?
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Business as usual Larry... Business as usual ;)
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Ah, well. Barman, I'll take a pound of fresh brains, please.
Oh, don't worry, it's not for me. It's "bring your zombie stuntman to work" day tomorrow. I'm going to need to keep him fed, or he's liable to go on a rampage.
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*Taco readies his shotgun for a little "on the job" training*
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*innocently slipps another pill in Al's drink*
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*Walks into the tavern.*
So who do you go to for the drinks around here?
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Brains.....
*Eats Cyads head off*
Brains.........
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*Pushes Bara into a chipper shredder* Looks like that zombies gone all to pieces...
You can get drinks from the bar tending robot.
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*Screws a fresh head onto his neck.*
Ah, I knew that would be a good purchase one day. I think I'll have a stein of lager, any lager will do, and thank you.
:drunks:
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Must... resist...can't... Must.. make.. joke...!
Don't worry, Bara. You'll get one eventually...
No offense intended, man... but it was just too perfect.
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/me slaps Emp's hand away from her drink and pours it out into the sink.
Naughty! I'm going to have to keep a little clear plastic shield over my drinks, at this rate.
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*Taco opens a small portal just under the plastic shield on Allama's drink which drops a few pills in the wine* Wait... Wrong portal... those were just tic tacs...
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*glues himself back together at amazing speed*
"What i miss?"
*Resits the urge to eat Tacos Brainnnnsssssssss*
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You missed a piece.
*Hands Bara an ear.*
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*Opens a portal behind Bara which leads past the event horizon of a black hole, Bara is sucked in and condensed to a singularity*
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Close it before it sucks in the wine/beer/ale/liquer!!!!
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*Opens a portal behind Bara which leads past the event horizon of a black hole, Bara is sucked in and condensed to a singularity*
huh?
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Well...even if the alcohol does get sucked in there should be a theoretical white hole that spits the things back out...so...
*Goes looking for a white hole.*
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*After considering the possible double entendre, Talmann decides to say nothing and have his drink, but then realizes it's been sucked into the black hole.*
God DAMN it, man!
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You need to get your mind out of the gutter Tal. and i had to look up what "double entendre" meant, :shrug:
*Kicks back on a lawn chair on the beach and catches Tal's drink and the keg that appear on the beach.*
This should be a good spot for a vacation. :drunks:
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Lol... I love having a good vocabulary.
Have fun man, teh beach is awesome.
*secretly orders a round for all on ninja Cyad's tab*
Drinks on the ninja!
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yey!
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Sorry, Bara. You can't have any cause you're a quantum singularity... sorry.
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Huh?
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Sucked into a black hole? Black holes basically are a vacuum that mysteriously pack everything they suck up into one point.
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It's just a signularity. Not a quantum singularity. If it was compressed to a singular point small enough to exist on the quantum level then it'd cease to exist as a single point and be simultaneously be expressed at multiple points. Escentially the massive gravity of the black hole keeps bending space (sort of like holding down a point on a cloth and spinning the cloth around that point, it bunches up) such that you be dead. Once you cross the event horizon it's the point of no escape such that if your were to try and escape the black hole using infinite energy the best you could hope for is to stand still instead of being pulled in further.
Basically oyu be stuck there for all time Bara... so no drink for you. I'll take your drink though. *Taco orders his whiskey sour and Bara's apple juice and drinks both*
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oyu
HAH! YOU MADE A TYPO! SUCKER!
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AGGH, run! Someone besides Bara made a typo!!! :-P [/sarcasm]
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There can only be one typo person in this tavern....
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aka: "This tavern ain't big enough fer th' two of us..."
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oyu
HAH! YOU MADE A TYPO! SUCKER!
So that's all you understood in that post then? I had a few drinks with about 2 hours of sleep in the last 48 hours... what's your excuse? Besides there's only one typo person in the tavern, you're still crushed in the black hole.
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I am? thats a shocker...
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No... this is a shocker..
*Taco throws a tub of water and a plugged in toaster at Bara in the black hole*
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*side steps the tub, but grabs the toaster and out pops a piece of toast*
"toast......"
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OK, Bara, I'm still stunned that, after that entire sequence, you failed to understand that you were now outside with the rabbit. Had you smashed a brick on your head before those posts, or is this another case of, "Hey, it's Bara!"
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I just turned my brain off during Taco's physics lecture. I come in here to drink, not to think.
Wow, that rhymed. I'm a poet and I wasn't previously aware of the fact.
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Had you smashed a brick on your head before those posts, or is this another case of, "Hey, it's Bara!"
it wasnt a brick....it was a arisoft gun.
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Had you smashed a brick on your head before those posts, or is this another case of, "Hey, it's Bara!"
it wasnt a brick....it was a arisoft gun.
So you shot yourself...in the head...with an airsoft gun?
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no....... i accidentally hit my head up with a airsoft gun.
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aka... "Hey, it's Bara!"
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what the hells goin on as the tag reads позволяет пить водку, некоторые
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(For those of you whose computers can't read cyrillic, that's: Pozvolyaet pit' Vodku, Nekotoryi-eh. No idea what it means, though. Damn I wish I knew Russian!)
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I just turned my brain off during Taco's physics lecture. I come in here to drink, not to think.
Wow, that rhymed. I'm a poet and I wasn't previously aware of the fact.
Can we come to a compromise and think about drinking? And then drink?
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wow its a really big party down here lol
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Orsis? He has returned?
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camel penis guy?
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/me gets ready to stop Orsis' oogling before it begins.
Al'! PUR! Run away!
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Orsis? He has returned?
So it's the apocalypse then? Or is that that Jesus dude's return who starts that?
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it means let drink vodka and get drunk since it is my favorite liqueur and the key part is Vodku
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I figured out the vodka part, just the rest I was confused on. But I'll drink to that!
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So it's the apocalypse then? Or is that that Jesus dude's return who starts that?
the jesus dude
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aaawww, i wnt 2 start the apocalypse!
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oh boy... I forgot, his spelling is almost as bad as Bara's! Ladies and gentlemen, there is now TWO official typo people...
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hell the only reason that i not that bad is i use easy word and spell check
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ye bt i do it incorrectly threw lazyness cos i cba nt cos of typo's or illiteracy so its nt da same is it?
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doesn't count if ya try...
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Too bad it's not a grammar checker too, eh Towlie ;)
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i need something to filter my thoughts moving sucks lots of things to do
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ye bt i do it incorrectly threw lazyness cos i cba nt cos of typo's or illiteracy so its nt da same is it?
I think that, very soon, it will be time for a second edition of Taco's/Trey's Guide to Writing Legible Sentences. Agreed, Taco?
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wotup we it? it nt in leet speak jst shorthand
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wotup we it? it nt in leet speak jst shorthand
My point exactly.
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wow what the hell is he trying to say
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Like I know.
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:shrug: just making sure im not the only on that is completely lost on that
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I believe he is trying to say "What's up with it? It's not in leetspeak, just shorthand."
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Hey, you want a job as official Bara and orsis translator?
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very nice lets just recruit him for that
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Why not? I do seem to have a certain skill with translating gibberish.
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Larry's ryt its rely quite easy btw if u find ths difficult i recommend u watch Snatch try n work out wot Brad Pitts character's sayin admittedly the joke is no 1 cn understand wot he's sayin but if u listen closely u cn more or less make it out
i always get at least half of it anyway
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It's not that it's difficult to understand what you're saying, it's more that it's incredibly annoying watching somebody constantly mutilate the English language. Especially for a pedantic grammar-nazi like myself. Seriously, just take the time to type out full words and use punctuation. I mean, come on - 'ryt'? 'wotup'? It's just ridiculous. It's not even funny.
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It's not that it's difficult to understand what you're saying, it's more that it's incredibly annoying watching somebody constantly mutilate the English language. Especially for a pedantic grammar-nazi like myself. Seriously, just take the time to type out full words and use punctuation. I mean, come on - 'ryt'? 'wotup'? It's just ridiculous. It's not even funny.
Thank you.
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short hand is good in small doses
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Rly small doses.
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yep
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So...want a drink?
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a drink i think more after that
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OI, bartender! (Who is the bartender, anyway?) Bring towlie a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster, pronto!
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*pops up from under the bar*
NO SOUP FOR YOU!
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boy ill whoop your ass if you dont give me my white lightning
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AHHHHHHHH
*gives towile the entire bar*
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ah just what i wanted
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*looks at a red button*
cant resit the urge...
8pushes the red button*
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pulls out a m1851 revolver and starts to shoot at bara with other hand on a .500
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ow, why did ya shoot off my hand?
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get away from that button or the big boy comes out
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but i pushed it already, and nothing happened
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*gigantic clone of Talmann comes in through tall door*
[Lurch voice] You rang? [/Lurch voice]
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Have I crashed a party? ^__^
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*looks at the clone*
woah...where can i get one of those?!
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takes the 500 blows a hole through baras head
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*Taco plays his lute and having +4 soothe skill it stops all fighting in the bar.*
The idea that shorthand saves time is misguided at best.
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gets annoyed and shoots taco
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...So much for soothing all violence, eh?
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*Taco sputters and blinks out of existence and Taco walks in from outside* You shot my holo Taco! *Taco uses his Bardic provocation skill to make a flock of vampire ducks attack towlie*
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wtf
after taking care of the damn vampires shoots what he hopes to be the real taco
cant that be it
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*The "real Taco" shatters and suddenly towlie realizes he is trapped in a house of mirrors courtesy of a quickly summoned portal, Taco hits the strobe lights and leaves towlie to wander through 500 sq mile maze of death traps and monsters*
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*Trey shudders at one of the most creepy (strange that this stands out) moments in video games...the mirrored, deformed Spider-Men in Spider-Man 2.* Hmm...I think I'll save him. But first, let's have some fun.
*Trey fires a beam of light into the hall of mirrors. Is it harmless? Will it kill? He'll just have to find out.*
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So I guess we should just kick back, relax with a drink and wait to see if it's a death trap, a monster or eye beams that kills towlie.
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All of this on ESPN 8: The Ocho!
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followed by dodgeball
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Average Joe's vs. Globo Gym!
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now im pissed
shoot at everything that moves
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/me yells into the maze
Don't bother, Towlie, you'll only make yourself angry and end up shooting yourself. Here, just try this little invention we RPers use in this such instance.../me throws Towlie an IGNORE cannon.
Just fire it, and you can IGNORE this entire maze and go back to your business.
And then give it back to me... I have a feeling I'll need it in the future...
/me whispers to Towlie
I only gave it t' ya cause your av is cool, and you like the South. Cheers, pard.
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hell yea the south is gonna rise again
fires cannon and is suddenly is back at the barb
now that im back GET THIS MAN THE BEST WHISKEY U GOT
sides the cannon back
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ehh... now don't call me yella, but I don't do whiskey. I drink wine. But I'll take the whiskey anyway, and give it someone I know can pack it away...
SD!!!
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ya gotta try some ya yank
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*hops up from laying on the floor*
"Hey guys, whats up?"
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You!
*Taco glues Bara to the ceiling*
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Hey!
*tries to get off the celing*
Taco, you suck
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And you stick! :P
naw... I think I'll stay away from any alcohol for the next 5 years... I don't want to be the drunk college kid...
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ya dont know whatch missen
take a swig
that some gooood stuff
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ehh... now don't call me yella, but I don't do whiskey. I drink wine. But I'll take the whiskey anyway, and give it someone I know can pack it away...
SD!!!
Alana shouts in a sing-song voice, "Give me whiskey, give me wine, keep me happy all the time!" just before pouring herself two fingers of Scotch.
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*Taco take the rest of the hands worth of scotch*
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hell yea the south is gonna rise again
Haven't you guys already tried that? Like, oh, I don't know, approximately 58 million times by now?
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its gonna happen jus u wait
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and new york, new england and a good part of canada will become their own nation. all of us are waiting for a new american civil war.
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its gonna happen jus u wait
Yup...and we'll finally settle the long war between the Dakotas, the Carolinas, and the Virginias. Plus, since California is going to break off anyway, we just make things quicker. We end up with California, Dakota, Virginia, Carolina, "The South", New England, and the United States of America (which has been so gutted that the capital moves to Denver, the largest city left in the fold).
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I prefer the Canada goes south after the US eats itself and takes an iron fisted hold scenario.
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Depends on where you draw the lines. Texas may go up for the rest of old Texas, which goes into Colorado. The South could encompass alot, as could California and New England. And Canada might as well take Montana, the Dakotas, and Wisconsin. And New England might as well take the rest of the great lake states. But I'm foolin' myself. Gimme a K-J Riesling, Spaetlese, bitte.
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Depends on where you draw the lines. Texas may go up for the rest of old Texas, which goes into Colorado. The South could encompass alot, as could California and New England. And Canada might as well take Montana, the Dakotas, and Wisconsin. And New England might as well take the rest of the great lake states. But I'm foolin' myself. Gimme a K-J Riesling, Spaetlese, bitte.
Yep. California takes Oregon, Wisconsin, Nevada, Arizona, Iowa, and Utah. New England takes everything north of New Jersey and east of Ohio. Canada gets exactly what Talmann said. Michigan becomes independent, as well, and Texas (also independent), takes everything it previously stole from the Native Americans back (again). "The South" is pretty much from Kansas east (Nebraska and Oklahoma are now Texas), and everything from Ohio south. Ohio also secedes.
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Wuh?
*opens a portal to a more interesting dimension*
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We're discussing what would happen if the US were to break up. Drunk people can have really profound insight buried beneath the hiccups.
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Ah, the US is a complicated place. I heard there's like fifty of those state things. Imagine that! Crazy!
Anyway, I assume you've stopped talking about that now?
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*rasies his hand*
What happens to Maryland after the 2nd Civil War?
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hey we dont get W. Virgina that can go to Ohio and i think Maryland would be N.E. maybe or it could go to Ohio too
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i pick N.E. most of my moms side of the family is from up there, and Canada. but the funny thing is, my mom was born in texas, but lived most of her life in new Jersey.
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So is there any hidden secrets in Tajitu??
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if we told you, it wouldn't be secret
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Well, there is one thing...
*checks to make sure Trey isn't around and whispers to Callande*
Just don't say the word 'oblivion' in the Tavern, m'kay?
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*hears the word oblivion*
whats up with oblivion?!
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Shut up, fool!
*staples Bara's mouth shut*
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*rips out the staples*
oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion,oblivion!
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*sigh*
You're lucky Trey isn't here right now.
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*gives Bara a cool wet towel for his bloody staple holes*
oblivious :drunks:
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*wipes the blood off from his staple wounds*
I feel like doing something
*barricades the Tavern*
this is good
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*kicks the door down*
Goes over to my usual table
sit down and orders.
*nobody keeps me away from my "Johnny on the rocks"*
After my long journey to get here, in this heat..;)
Continue your discussion my friends.:)
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DUDE! YOU KICKED DOWN THE DOOR! THATS LIKE...
*thinks for a moment*
5000 DOLLARS!
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what in the hell did you do that for
lets kick his ass
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umm...you can, ill just go...watch the bar....
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aw screw it
shoots king knee
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Ahh, I feel like kicking Bara's ass this week. I hope he doesn't do anything to provoke me...
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You mean like saying oblivion? Cause he was saying that earlier. *Taco throws down some smoke bombs and vanishes*
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You mean like saying oblivion? Cause he was saying that earlier. *Taco throws down some smoke bombs and vanishes*
*Trey uses eye beams to open a portal to Professor X's Cerebro, forces him to locate Taco (who apparently is a mutant), thanks him for his work, locates Taco, and proceeds to render him unrecognizable.*
Well, glad that's over. Anyone else want to try me?
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wow thats ass kicking on a weird level
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wow thats ass kicking on a weird level
Normal ass kicking is BORING.
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works for me so lets get back to drinking hook me up with some jack
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*Mysterious man crashes into the bar and throws in two grenades of burning chronic.
"WEEEEEDDDDD MAANNN!!!"
*Runs back out and dissappears into the night.
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Ahh, I feel like kicking Bara's ass this week. I hope he doesn't do anything to provoke me...
HEY!
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ok lets beat his ass
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ok lets beat his ass
You do that. I'll sit here with my drink and provide commentary.
*Trey uses his big, menacing announcer voice.*
Battle One: Towlie vs. Barakarin. FIGHT!
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*pulls out a Mk22 "Hush Puppy and shoots trey*
Ok towile, now for you
*grabs a shotgun from the counter and blasts towile*
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*pulls out a Mk22 "Hush Puppy and shoots trey*
Ok towile, now for you
*grabs a shotgun from the counter and blasts towile*
Good thing I put up that shield earlier.
*Ooh, a hard blow to towlie, but he rises and delivers a swift kick to Bara's groin; he sounds like a wounded cheerleader. That had to hurt...let's see that on the instant replay. Watch towlie's technique...perfectly extended leg muscles, a taut foot, and...directly between the legs. Watch Bara's face and...I warn you, his scream might break glass. Back to the match.*
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THATS IT!
*straps a bomb to towile, throws him out the door and watches him explode into a billion pieces.*
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/me is amazed that there's only one typo in that post.
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/me is amazed that there's only one typo in that post.
And I actually had to look for it.
*Bara begins to celebrate, but towlie appears behind him with a baseball bat. Here's the windup...and it's outta here! Bara's head just got crushed! Home Run! Towlie apparently liked his CloneBot 5000. How will Bara recover from this crushing blow? We'll tell you...after the break.*
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shoots bara in the head with a 500 revolver
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*walks through the front door*
So, what i miss?
*Sees towile blast a look a like and grabs a riot shiled*
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damn it
shoot at the real bara
thinks that this has happened before
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damn it
shoot at the real bara
thinks that this has happened before
*Trey uses his eye beams to ensure that the real Bara is trapped in the Tavern and discreetly hands towlie a crowbar.*
Round Two: FIGHT!
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takes the crow bar and starts to beat the hell outta bara
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*Trey uses eye beams to open a portal to Professor X's Cerebro, forces him to locate Taco (who apparently is a mutant), thanks him for his work, locates Taco, and proceeds to render him unrecognizable.*
Well, glad that's over. Anyone else want to try me?
*An unrecognizable person in a hat sneaks up behind Trey and procedes to pluck his eyes out render his eye beams useless. The stranger takes off his hat and reveals himself to be none other then Taco, no one could have recognized Taco in that hat. If only Trey had laid down a more specific demise this tragedy could have been averted*
*Taco grabs a drink and tapes a speech bubble which says "Oblivion" to Bara's cheek*
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GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!
*tries to rip off the speech bubble before treys sees him*
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/me watches from the corner, slowing sipping a glass of wine.
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/me purrs.
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we went from bar room brawls to this
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*Trey uses eye beams to open a portal to Professor X's Cerebro, forces him to locate Taco (who apparently is a mutant), thanks him for his work, locates Taco, and proceeds to render him unrecognizable.*
Well, glad that's over. Anyone else want to try me?
*An unrecognizable person in a hat sneaks up behind Trey and procedes to pluck his eyes out render his eye beams useless. The stranger takes off his hat and reveals himself to be none other then Taco, no one could have recognized Taco in that hat. If only Trey had laid down a more specific demise this tragedy could have been averted*
*Taco grabs a drink and tapes a speech bubble which says "Oblivion" to Bara's cheek*
You know, getting clone eyes fitted with working eye beams really is a hassle. Thanks, Taco.
*Trey notices the speech bubble and sets his eye beams to burninate. He then proceeds to Burninate Bara to ashes. Afterwards, he sweeps the ashes outside the Tavern.*
Fun.
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hey lets make some cement from the ashes and make a statue of taco and make a plaque that reads do not mess with trey
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*walks through the front agian*
Guys! why the heck do you try to kill me! you know i never die!
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"Convenient, that," Alana mumbles to herself as she scratches Soly behind the ears.
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some thing about that is disturbing
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let me explain this way.
Soly is a insane catboy, and sometimes pretends hes a cat. We just play along. or else max will come out.
And yeah, it is hard to get used to.
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let me explain this way.
Soly is a insane catboy, and sometimes pretends hes a cat. We just play along. or else max will come out.
And yeah, it is hard to get used to.
You know, I hadn't fully realized that until now. What, does he purr too?
But I really want to make that statue/plaque.
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then make it out of your crap.
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then make it out of your crap.
What...you rose out of your ashes?
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what do you mean?
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now it makes sense
sweet lets get to work
puts bara it crate and burns it to ashes than makes cement and gives it to trey
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*walks through the front door*
HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU PEOPLE! I NEVER DIE!
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we will think of a way damn it
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Fine Bara, maybe we can't kill you. But I can un-life you.
*Taco opens a portal and jumps through. The portal leads Taco to Bara's parents 18 years in the past. Taco surgically removes their souls and leaves them completely and utterly dead with no hope of ever being brought back. Meanwhile in the future/present Bara waddles about, annoying the tavern and then he suddenly fades out of existence as he was never born. Taco opens a portal to the future/present and returns to tell the tavern of his glorious deed only to be asked "Bara who?"... Ahhh yes he never was so they don't know who it is.... maybe that's for the better Taco thought as the sun set on a Bara free world.... maybe that's for the better*
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*walks through the front door*
You guys are idiots. there is no word as a de-life! and even if you figured out how to kill me, ill become a ghost! and no, the ghost busters aren't going to help you.
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Um... Al' would you mind lifting your legs up a bit, there is a screw loose on the underside of your chair that I have to change... O:-)
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*Taco looks at the chairs* Ummm Emp, these things are bolted together...
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I am positively sure Al's one has a loose screw that has to be changed right now, and possibly a few worn-out nuts and bolts too.
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hey one quick question who is max and btw that is a new chair emp
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No it isn't!
*makes discrete use of 12lb mallet and chisel to damage a few bolts beneath the chair*
Theese bolts are all twisted, I have to lie down here and change them at once unless you want her to fall and hurt herself... Do you? *glances accusingly at towlie while making mallet and chisel 'dissapear'*
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we dont take kindly to your kind in these parts
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Well... EXCUSE ME but who is the senior resident in theese 'parts'... Can you say you were part of us who built the FIRST tavern which's remains still lie a few hundred feet below us?
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"Eek, my chair security has been compromised!" Alana shrieked as she jumped across the table to a safe distance. "No peeking up my skirt as you fix it, Emp. I'll stand right... over... here," she continued, punctuating each of her final words with a step farther from the offending seating device.
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Why you think I would?! :o
*Quickly fixes the chair, discretely adding a disguised camera-bolt in the seat of it*
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...
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Hey Al', This seat taken? *Taco sits down* Here let me get you another chair. *Taco uses the force to bring over a new chair and a glass of wine*
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"Thanks, dearie!" Alana takes the proffered seat and sips the wine contentedly. "Delicious!"
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you know, i have been killed 5 times this week.
........
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*turns off camera to avoid giving whoever ordered the film the painfully hairy view of beneath a kilt...*
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*sits and sups a large pint of unidentifiable liquid*
Ah, that's the stuff.
who is max
Trust me; it's safer not to ask, or you might get an answer.
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I say we let the question be answered.
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is it that bad
shoot bara in the head and set mine in the door way waiting for him to come in
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*watches Bara enter through the window and get shot at by several people*
Ah, that crazy Bara.
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*busts down the wall and sits down at a table*
My god, this is the 6th time!
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damn it your supposed to go through the door
shoot bara again for the hell of it
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*watchs as the bullet misses*
You know taco, i thought you were for peace and love?
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know what killing you makes me feel better about myself :clap:
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I'm all for peace and love, that's why I went back in time and stopped you from ever existing. It's the only way to make sure that the hippie way continues on.
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lets make him just disappear
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Guys, do we have to go to friggin counseling?
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If you watched that tape meant to show Al'? I most definitely think you need life-long therapy...
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"What tape, Emp?" Alana asked innocently, trying to act as though she didn't suspect what he was talking about.
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Oh, just something I caught Orsis doing in your and PUR's honeymoon suite just before you wed... I am fortunate to be as resilent as I am to eyesores...
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Alana whimpers and clutches her drink with both hands.
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Alana whimpers and clutches her drink with both hands.
Aww, Emp, that's just wrong. Hilarious, but wrong. I don't think her memories of the honeymoon are ever going to be the same.
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Who needs memories when you have the whole night on film ;)
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wow what a bunch of sick bastards
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We're not sick, we're just happy and healthy being who we are.... a bunch of pervs...
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And proud of it too! ;D
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i am a big perv in more than one way but that is the line
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For a true perv there are no lines, or at least not when the playmate is ok with it :P
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in that way ya
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/me blunders in sunburnt and in need of some whiskey.
whats up my friends?
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*Pats PUR on the back and passes him a whiskey.*
I guess remembering things I was not around for which is possibly a good thing.
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i am a big perv in more than one way but that is the line
The line is an illusion, at least it is for me. Viva an infinitely interconnected universe!
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/me sighs and excuses himself to visit the bathroom, returning in full SS uniform and smoking a cigar.
"Greetings, gentlemen."
/me proceeds to obliterate kneecaps with his Lüger.
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*grabs Al' and pulls her into the kitchen*
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what the hell
pulls out the trusty 500 revolver and returns fire shooting off maxes hand
nazi asshole
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/me ignores the wound and disintegrates towlie's kneecaps.
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now pissed off put the remaining 5 rounds in maxes head
i hate nazis
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/me is unharmed by the awful grammar and proceeds in his liberation of kneecap fluids.
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*Taco erects a force field around his knee caps*
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*Emp drags Al' into the cellar bunker and seals the hatch from within*
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after reloading starts to shoot at max some more
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"It puts the lotion on its skin." Max laughs while reloading.
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well lets try something different
arms a bomb and hobbles out and activates the fuse
KA-BOOOOOOOM!!!!
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/me takes off an earplug to hear what the noise is about before continuing his rampage to the tune of Lou Reed.
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Huh?
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uuu ok :shrug:
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i was camping for 3 days. i am still trying to figure out whats going on... oass me a gatorrade
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Well...towlie is fighting with max...
*Tosses Bara a Gatorade and runs into the "emergency" bathroom locking the door and activating the force field around the room.*
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pulls a scarface
say hello to my little friend ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
peppers everything that moves
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Alana hunkers in the bunker and tries not to spill her drink as the explosions rock the foundations of the indestructible Tavern. (...because, yes, she still has a drink. I hope this doesn't surprise anyone by now.)
wow what a bunch of sick bastards
Yes, sir!
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*picks up a riot shield and Shields himself from towiles bullets, all the while sipping his Gatorade*
You know, i dont get something. every few pages, somebody pulls out a gun and begins shooting everywhere.
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/me phases and walks through towlie, taking his kneecaps as he goes to knock on the basement door.
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*Taco releases the logic bots which begin assaulting Max with various questions*
What is the meaning and medium of life?
If a tree falls in the forest is my tent alright?
What is the shape of nothingness?
Where is thought and can we truly be said to own our own thoughts or do they own us?
*The questions continue long into the night. The logic bots begin to question the answers given and the cycle continues*
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*Bara sets down the riot shield*
Man, that hurts after a while.
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*Taco hurls a brick at Bara's face* Does that hurt too?
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*Emp offers Al' another drink from the bunker's bar and closes the sound-proofed inner blast door up to the hatch in the basement floor.*
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The power Christ compels you!
*grabs the mid air brick and beats taco senseless with it*
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*Walks into the tavern, and begins to dance to imaginary music.
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/me ignores the logic-bots.
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*Proceeds to slap Soly with a panda-paw.
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well know what screw this i am burning valuable drinking time bartender hook me up with something strong
gets drink and chugs it
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/me is flung against the basement door. Shouting a curse at Alger, Max retaliates with half a clip.
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Bara, I'd beat you senseless but that beating would be over before it ever began... So I'mma just portal you!
*Taco throws Bara through a portal... directly into the sun*
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WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
*walks through the front door*
vous l'idiot, vous avez tourné mes cadres spansih agian. le retardé
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what the hell did you say
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son une longue histoire towile. vous voyez, dans les pirates contre ninjas theard, PUR m'a transformé en robot qui peut seulement parler l'espagnol. et mon nom est lozpez selon PUR, mais son non.
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Вы гей говорить английский мудак
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Si vous pouvez parler seulement espagnol, pourquoi êtes-vous parler français?
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haha thats funny
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Im español, elegante que habla.
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ahora estás
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"Ouyay reaay illysay."
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ok back to english
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.-- .... .- - .- -... --- ..- - -- --- .-. ... . -.-. --- -.. . ..--..
(http://homepage.ntlworld.com/dmitrismirnov/morse-tab1.JPG)
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so no one has to translate it ,it says
what about morse code ?
and if you write like that again i will hunt you down and pull a Hannibal on you
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--- .... --..-- .-- .. .-.. .-.. -.-- --- ..- -. --- .-- ..--..
- .... . -. .-- . -.. . ..-. .. -. .. - . .-.. -.-- -.-. .- -. .----. - ... - --- .--. ..--.
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"Um, why is everybody making clicky sounds? You sound like dolphins."
/me pours herself another drink, perhaps inadvisedly.
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that was a nice diversion, lol. it says
Oh, Will you now? Then we definitely can't stop!
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usted sabe, por qué hace cada uno piensa im francés que habla, su español.... ¡ESPAÑOL!
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"Bara, I unnerstand Spanish a'right and you ain't make no sense."
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tal vez usted dont saben el español así como usted pensó. ¡y los PUR, whereever usted son, le blasfemo para hacerme un nombre de robot lopez que sólo puede decir el español!
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"Whatever translater program ya'll got runnin' in there ain't workin' right," Alana drawled as she took another swig of brandy, becoming more and more stereotypically Southern with every sip.
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this is gay lets go back to english
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Är du inte en homosexuell? Fy fan.
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i cant get that to translate so i dont know
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"Whatever translater program ya'll got runnin' in there ain't workin' right," Alana drawled as she took another swig of brandy, becoming more and more stereotypically Southern with every sip.
Hey! t was free.....
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01101000 01100001 01101000 01100001 00100000 01100111 01100101 01110100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01110011
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Here, towlie, I'll translate Soly's Swedish for ya...
Är du inte en homosexuell? Fy fan. = Are you not a homosexual? (and then a mild curse that's not possible to translate into English as the first word doesn't have one and the last one is synonymous with devil.)
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01101001 00100000 01100111 01101111 01110100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100001 01110100 00101100 00100000 01100010 01110101 01110100 00100000 01101000 01101111 01110111 00100000 01101101 01100001 01101110 01111001 00100000 01101111 01110100 01101000 01100101 01110010 01110011 00100000 01100011 01100001 01101110 00111111 00100000 01110000 01110010 01101111 01100010 01100001 01100010 01101100 01111001 00100000 01110001 01110101 01101001 01110100 01100101 00100000 01100001 00100000 01100110 01100101 01110111 :-P
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ITS THE MATRIX!
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10100010 00100101 11010001 0001100 00111011 11100101 00110201 <- A computer geek's worst nightmare
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101010101010101010101010000011111100120101001010100101001010101 <- i have no clue what the heck this is.
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ya i figured that there would be a few but not that many its one thing to know numbers but letters are more obscure
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Yea, I guess so but to be honest I used a translator, lol
O:-)
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01000010 01101001 01101110 01100001 01110010 01111001 00100000 01101001 01110011 01101110 00100111 01110100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100001 01110100 00100000 01100100 01101001 01100110 01100110 01101001 01100011 01110101 01101100 01110100 00101110 00001101 00001010 00001101 00001010
48 65 78 20 69 73 20 6d 6f 72 65 20 69 6e 74 65 72 65 73 74 69 6e 67 2c 20 74 68 6f 75 67 68 2e
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1310131001101110 01100101 01110110 01100101 01110010 00100000 01110011 01100001 01101001 01100100 00100000 01101001 01110100 00100000 01110111 01100001 01110011 00100000 01101010 01110101 01110011 01110100 00100000 01101110 01101111 01110100 00100000 01100001 01110011 00100000 01101101 01100001 01101110 01111001 00100000 01110111 01101111 01110101 01101100 01100100 00100000 01101011 01101110 01101111 01110111 00100000 01110111 01101111 01110010 01100100 01110011
42 79 20 74 68 65 20 74 6f 6f 20 77 6f 72 6b 20 74 68 6f 75 67 68 2e
at least we are in a form of english
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Äh, vitut tuosta. Tämänkaltaista kielenkäyttöähän on kenties hieman vaikeampi ymmärtää, koska te olette tolvanoita. Että silleen. Imekää kikkeliä, lällällää.
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01001001 01110011 01110100 01101111 00100000 11101001 00100000 01110101 01101101 00100000 01110000 01101111 01110101 01100011 01101111 00100000 01101101 01100001 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100100 01101001 01100110 11101101 01100011 01101001 01101100 00111111 00100000 01100010 01101001 01101110 11100001 01110010 01101001 01101111 00100000 01100101 01101101 00100000 01101111 01110101 01110100 01110010 01100001 00100000 01101100 01101001 01101110 01100111 01110101 01100001 01100111 01100101 01101101 00101110 00100000 00101110 00101110 01101101 01110101 01100001 01101000 01100001 01101000 01100001 01101000 01100001 00101110 00101110 00101110 01001001 00100111 01101101 00100000 01110000 01100101 01110011 01100001 01110010 01101111 01110011 01101111 00101110 00101110 00100000 01110011 01101111 01110101 00100000 01100101 01101110 01110100 01100101 01100100 01101001 01100001 01100100 01101111 00101110
Is this more difficult? binary in another another language. ..Muahahaha...I'm sorry.. I am bored
O:-)
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01001000 01111001 01110110 01101001 01101110 00100000 01110100 01100101 01101000 01110100 01111001 00101100 00100000 11100100 01101100 01111001 01101011 11100100 11100100 01110000 01101001 11110110 00101110
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Vad helvete håller ni på med? Hönshjärnor!
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Ska vi sluta denna skit?
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Jupp, Let's quit it
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ya this is dumb
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it is.
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No, you're dumb!
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Alana, having sobered up a bit while desperately attempting to understand what was going on, replied, "I ain't stupid, neither!"
She decided to let everyone else wonder whether or not it had been intentional.
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No, you're dumb!
I'm not dumb....
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Professional Idiot?
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its scarascm.
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...yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaah...
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As she mixes up a batch of Aqua Velvas for the room, Alana hums a tuneless ditty under her breath and wonders.
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*Emp just stands there
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THE SOVIETS ARE COMING!
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what
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What what (in the butt). (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fbGkxcY7YFU)
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THE SOVIETS ARE COMING, THE SOVIETS ARE COMING!
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first that is the gayest thing i have ever seen
and next let go kill them dirty soviets
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you don't get it do you
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what
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its simple, you do get it, or you dont.
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are you trying to make my head explode
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6 words.
Freedom Fighters and World in Conflict
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uuummmm ok
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there video games
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ooo i dont play those types of games
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thats why you never heard of them....
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yep
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yep.
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it could also be Red Dawn. loved that movie
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Say, Yankee Woman + Southern Dad = Me
Does that mean you're a hermaphrodite?
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LOL!
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/me comes in playing tommy the cat on his shiny bass.
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Say, Yankee Woman + Southern Dad = Me
Does that mean you're a hermaphrodite?
*Shudders*
No, Smart A**!
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Alana watches PUR play his bass for a while, seemingly mesmerized.
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*sees a letter come through the door*
Hey,do we have a Mrs. David Bowie in here?
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This snaps Alana out of her reverie, causing her to rocket off of her barstool, upturning it in the process.
"THAT'S ME!"
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/me looks at the hole that the letter made in the door.
"A damn curious letter, that."
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Alana hops up and down, quivering with joy and excitement. "Can I have it, now? Pleeease?"
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"Go pick it up, silly."
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"Oh, yes. Of course."
Wondering why she'd thought Bara had taken up her letter, Alana walks over and picks it up. The envelope is a plain white, but the paper looks simply lovely all the same.
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"How come its ticking?"
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"It's counting seconds till it can make Al's world explode."
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Now its saying 10 seconds till explosion....
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"10 seconds to exp- BARA, STOP READING MY MIND!"
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*Taco starts reading Bara's mind*
Ahhhgggg!!!!! Too... Many..... Typos..... else wise it's pretty damn empty in here.
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umm taco, your in the typo section of my mind. just walk through the door in the room and you'll see the rest of my mind. But be warned, its pretty dangerous
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"Yeah, it's the door that looks just like goatse."
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*Walks through the door labeled "To the non-tpyo area"*
There's nothing here but false hope for fallen earth, nude images of Boba Fett, poems you wrote to your mommy and still not all that much... this has been one boring trip.
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*walks into the tavern*
A sprite, please
*finds a spot near the window and waits for the sprite to arrive...*
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There is no nude pics of Boba Fett in there!
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He's obviously in denial. And welcome to the Tavern Raku.
*Tosses him a sprite.*
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your moms in denail
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*grabs a Sprite from Cyad*
Thanks Cyad for the sprite!
*drinks it up...*
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She is in Denail. Its this new hairdressers that opened up by where I lived. How did you know? :clap: :-P
And no problem Raku. :drunks:
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cause i got skillz.
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*enters the Tavern*
Yo, barkeep! A pint of your finest ale!
So, who's this new guy trying to drink a goblin?
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i dunno, man.
*throws larry a ale*
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whos drinking a goblin
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/me finishing playing the bass after a 2 week solo sits down for some whiskey.
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Do you serve Pink Waffles?
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WTF?!
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Waffles Taste Fantastic?!
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/me gets Akka Pink waffles just the way thet should be.
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I didn't know they serve food here.
Hey, get me a crocodile sandwich, and be quick about it!
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* Akka-Wakka gets out ultra high powered air rifle and shoots crocs.
One fresh sandwich coming right up.
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"JESUS, where did those crocs come from?" Alana exclaims while, having leapt onto her barstool in a panic, she huddles with her arms around her knees, shivering.
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Don't worry dear, they're all gone now-
Oh wait, there's one more
*BANG*
All gone :)
*Akka-Wakka (The Fozzie Bar) hand's Allama croc skin hand bag.
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good job we went all that time without any gun pulling and you go and screw it up like that
man
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"After this, I need a drink. Is there any money in that handbag?"
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*Pickpockets a $20 from towlie and slips it into the handbag.*
Why...yes, I believe there is money in there.
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*Tanukistan walks in, takes a look around to count heads, checks his wallet to see how much money is in it and decides there must be enough. He then mumbles something to himself*
Well, I already offered everyone a drink in when I introduced myself... Now that I found my way to this tavern, I might as well do as I promised.
*He then speaks in a louder voice so that everyone can hear him*
Well, drinks for everyone on me. Bartender, I'll have a Trappist beer, if you please. I guess I'd better let the rest of you decide for yourselves.
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you wouldnt have done some thin that dumb i think you did
pulls cyad out of the bar and several shots follow and walks back in alone
dont he know that i can be violent and ill take a whiskey
holdin a few twenties
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Yay, drinks on Tanuk! I'll have a maggot cider.
*casually smacks towlie over the head with a pool cue*
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takes a bat to the back of larrys head
i couldnt use a pool cue too had to up size
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Don't worry dear, they're all gone now-
Oh wait, there's one more
*BANG*
All gone :)
*Akka-Wakka (The Fozzie Bar) hand's Allama croc skin hand bag.
My pet Crocs! Why you monster! All they wanted to do was live in peace and attack competitors in roller derby... and you took that away from them!
*Taco summons the vengeful ghosts of his slain crocs and puts a voodoo curse on Akka-Wakka and any who use the skins of the fallen crocs for fashion*
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"Oh, drinks on Akka? I'll have an electric lemonade, then. Make it a blue, would you? Thanks."
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*Akka-Wakka hands Al' Drink and complimentary Pink Waffle
*Akka-Wakka hands Taco Pink Waffle of sorry-ness
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"I want a taco!"
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Oh the joy, the rapture I have my computer back so I think i want a celebratory Magners with lots and lots of ice please.
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I'm the new guy so I'll pull up the chair in the corner and see how things go....after buying a round for all of course :drunks:
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you mean more free booze 151 coke more 151 than coke
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Hey, new guy!
Here's a drink, and your complimentary riot shield. Things get a bit hectic around here sometimes.
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/me orders a pint of St. Ides
and here is a list of things you need to know.
1. Barakarin is always wrong. try and ignore him.
2. Taco is not one to be prodded with pointed objects.
3. Everything repairs itself somehow.
4. Allama is my Wifey and i defend her honor with a mighty Kabong.
5. Most everything else is legal.
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thank you Larry I will gladly take it,as it sounds like I might need it :)
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OK a 151 and a crooked I ,and the rules shall be respected as long as the brain is still functioning(before the black out.....lol)
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*Akka-Wakka Starts building a throne out of pink waffles.
I shall build a monument to my power!!
*Akka-Wakka is hit over the head with a pool cue, but has such a high skull to brain ratio that:
a) He only has 42 brain cells
b) Is impervious to pool cues.
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Hmmm...
*Larry brings out the heavy-duty club. With a nail in it.*
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Naaaaa, that won't work either. The only things that effect me are Pink Waffles and hot chicks.
* Akka-Wakka looks around the Tavern for hot chicks to share Pink Waffle with.
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Hot chicks, you say?
*Larry picks up a chicken, sets it on fire, and throws it at Akka*
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When she receives her next free drink (a cosmopolitan), Alana turns to Bialy Rycesz and says, "Bialy, yer a'right. Cheers!"
Barely having finished her drink, she promptly falls off her bar stool and goes to sleep under the table.
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Look at the dear. She can't even spell her name right, but isn't she just the cutest. :wb:
*Akka-Wakka puts a pillow under Al's head.
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"I can shpell my name jus' fine, Akka! It's A-L-A-N-A. There, see? I'sh doin' it good."
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*picks Al' up off the floor, straightens her skirt out and carries her up to her room and tuck her in*
*comes back down to the bar and continues sipping a hot chocolate with real whipped cream and sprinkles*
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Alana waves as Emp takes her away, making sure he behaves as they go and giving him a hug when he leaves to get back to his drinkin'.
OOC: Have a great weekend, guys! See you on Tuesday morning!
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OOC: Thank god for labor day.
Hey, PUR, how come im always wrong? you know, im right sometimes.
Oh, and just so the new guys knows my side of it
Barakarins Guide to Survive this place called the tavern
1) Always carry your riot shield, mainly when towile is around, if you don't, at least have vodka.
2) Don't say Oblivion around trey
3)Join the pirates
4)Ninjas Suck
5) Thou shall honor me as though i was a god
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*Taco murder-death-kills Bara*
I guess Bara's guide should have said something about not being assassinated by Taco
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Hell yeah!!! she thinks I'am alright, HEY!! were did she go?OK she was taken care of properly....DAMN THOSE BLACK OUTS!!! all of you guys are my new best friends I need a White Russian extra Russian....wow my head is pounding....OH I will watch for those Assassination attempts Taco.....have a good weekend all!!
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Crazy Bara, he got a couple of those rules mixed up. What he meant to say was...
3)Join the ninjas
4)Pirates Suck
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He sure did, but not those two, he also forgot one.
Barakarins Guide to Survive this place called the tavern
5) Thou shall honor The Empire as he IS god
6) Larry and the ninjas are sneaky, kill them on sight.
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*walks nervously into tavern for the first time*
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Welcome Verak,what are you having it's on me want to play some cards.... :)
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Corona is my favourite beer.
What card game?
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/me brings her over a Corona and has a bottle of new castle in his own.
either of you know how to play kings cup?
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:fight: Clueless.
:drunks:
*drinks Corona* But I like the drink!
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sorry,missed first round here is another Corona and I like any poker game that you want to play 5-cards my fav. but I like hold'em too
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*becomes the undead*
iMA CHARGING MAH LAZAR!
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Hey Verak, Normally I don't like to "Harp" on people for their politics (actually that a lie, I :wb: to) but the conservatives.... ewwwww.... Republicans North
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When you're born into Communism, your family will support any Right-wing party.
I'm a card carrying member of the Conservative Party, though the party I support the most is all the way in Taiwan called the Kuomintang.
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Tyranny through a classless system and tyranny by the elitist class is tyranny either way. Have fun carrying a card for big business, anti-Canadian politics
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I guess it's only appropriate since I'm greedy rich capitalist from Hong Kong (the most capitalist place on earth)
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oh no the canadians are talking politics.....
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Oooo...haven't been in here for ages.
*wanders in and up on a pile of pillows in the corner*
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Barakarins Guide to Survive this place called the tavern
1) Always carry your riot shield, mainly when towile is around, if you don't, at least have vodka.
2) Don't say Oblivion around trey
3)Join the pirates
4)Ninjas Suck
5) Thou shall honor me as though i was a god
Way too many rules...
Anyway, if you're playing a game of hold'em, deal me in.
That is, as long as you're playing just for chips, I'm not playing for money as a matter of principle. But I am willing to be the dealer if you do want to play for money. :)
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Too bad that a capital based economy is ultimately a failure. Especially once mass production got introduced into the system, that's about where the whole idea become unsustainable. Anyways if we keep selling off Canada we're going to end up poor and indentured. Our nation is not a renewable resource but our minds are... I've come to accept that with or without the economy making sense it'll be here long after I am. So we may as well be investing in Canada instead of selling it off.. something Harper clearly does not understand.
That said.. LET'S DRINK!
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I'm on it Tanukistan,we'll play just for chips that is fine just as long as I get to play cards.... ;) we'll take turns dealing
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check that out i am a part of no. 1 yay
Barakarins Guide to Survive this place called the tavern
1) Always carry your riot shield, mainly when towile is around, if you don't, at least have vodka.
2) Don't say Oblivion around trey
3)Join the pirates
4)Ninjas Suck
5) Thou shall honor me as though i was a god
i will also take whiskey and rum
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Alright ,I got a Coke and Crown for ya are you in on the card game
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Too bad that a capital based economy is ultimately a failure.
Apparently not, since the 20 richest nations are all Capitalist and the rest of the world that is poor, is not Capitalist
Funny how that works eh?
Economic freedom is the greatest freedom in the world. And the people of Hong Kong appear to love it
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I got you a Corona this time PUR bailed me out last time do you play poker :drunks:
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ah that will work just fine
sits at card table sitting the infamous .500 and a .45 mag
deal me in
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sweet! hold'em? cut the deck
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i prefer omaha but i dont care
takes deck and cuts it
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I just started omaha so maybe you'll help me learn some strategy,deals 1by1 four cards to each player
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i am not a strategy player i go by gut and reads you can work pots out if you just know how to push them and when to back off
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how bout i deal?
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that works you in on this game Barakarin?
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Too bad that a capital based economy is ultimately a failure.
Apparently not, since the 20 richest nations are all Capitalist and the rest of the world that is poor, is not Capitalist
Funny how that works eh?
Economic freedom is the greatest freedom in the world. And the people of Hong Kong appear to love it
Yes, the kind of freedom where you're freedom is based only on how much of a non-relative medium with a 100% competition rate you have is true freedom *rolls eyes* Such a success has it been that our very ability to survive on this planet is now in question, and that we have to keep squandering resources so people won't be satisfied with what they have and will always need to buy more stuff. Where people have to live with disabling injuries or diseases because they can't afford the treatment or medication... If having money were the sole mark of success I'd agree with you, but considered on any meaningful metric it's a failure. Funny how the 20 heading barely bobbing above the water are only there because they're holding themselves up by drowning those underneath them... they must be super free!
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that works you in on this game Barakarin?
Nah, i'm just doing to so i can mug who ever has the most money in the end.
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i'm in.. i don't know how to play but imma fast learner!
*takes a seat next to bara*
Hey Bara what brings you to the game? the money? or the thrill of being caught?
*her slightly drunken ramble makes little sense...*
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ah that will work just fine
sits at card table sitting the infamous .500 and a .45 mag
deal me in
are you sure about that!!! ???
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what the cannon or bara stealing me chips
turns the .500 i the direction of bara
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The threatened mugging of chips....lol...we have players now!!!Oh yeah! ;)
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Here ya go towile
*Hands towile a vodka*
Anyway, lets play, shall we?
*Begins dealing*
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Who's the lucky one that i'm gonna buy a beer to?
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take vodka and takes a large swallow
ah that hits the spot lets see them cards
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Too bad that a capital based economy is ultimately a failure.
Apparently not, since the 20 richest nations are all Capitalist and the rest of the world that is poor, is not Capitalist
Funny how that works eh?
Economic freedom is the greatest freedom in the world. And the people of Hong Kong appear to love it
Yes, the kind of freedom where you're freedom is based only on how much of a non-relative medium with a 100% competition rate you have is true freedom *rolls eyes* Such a success has it been that our very ability to survive on this planet is now in question, and that we have to keep squandering resources so people won't be satisfied with what they have and will always need to buy more stuff. Where people have to live with disabling injuries or diseases because they can't afford the treatment or medication... If having money were the sole mark of success I'd agree with you, but considered on any meaningful metric it's a failure. Funny how the 20 heading barely bobbing above the water are only there because they're holding themselves up by drowning those underneath them... they must be super free!
meh these are the reasons i am a transhumanist. after we improve upon the human race a bit we could probabley think of a far better solution than the ones we currently have. or perhaps opensourcism... i love that system.
/me drinks his newcastle.
deal me in guys.
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*walks into bar and waits for eyes to adjust*
*spies an empty stool at the bar and sits down*
*smiles at the person manning the bar*
"Hi! Can I get a beer, please and thanks!"
*looks around*
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Quick! to my other job!
*rushes over to the bar and befatles his dummy*
Alright, you want homemade, Neil, Towile, Trey, Tal, or Starightup?
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what the hell did you say to me
obviously very drunk stands up w/ the .500
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/me summons the panda to force the drunkard back to his seat.
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Alright, you want homemade, Neil, Towile, Trey, Tal, or Starightup?
Hmmm... Surprise me! :)
Y'all got's a panda, here, too?!
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"That would be me!"
*Walks towards towlie, slaps him, which causes him to sit back down.
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arg
shoots the panda
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*Taco throws his voice so it sounds like it's coming from someone at the game*
YOU'RE A CHEAT!
*and watches the madness and bloodshed ensue*
*Taco throws Alger a bamboo shoot*
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*sneaks up behind Taco, stabbs him in the back with a poisoned dagger and robs him blind*
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*puts up complimentary riot shield,thankful for Larry's generosity,pockets money and prepares for ensuing ruckus*
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*Taco drinks a vial of the antidote and quickly regenerates the stab wound. He picks Empy up using his mind, smashes him off the wall a couple time making sure to use his flailing limbs to break as much glass as possible and throws him into a portal which leads to a dimension of pure itchiness and leaves Empy to his scratchy fate*
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*is under the table drunk and scared of all the stabbing*
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*invites Nightloser to own table and buys him a beer for saying I would do so in I like V game*
how was your day NL?
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shoots at the table
NOW YALL BEST BE GETTIN BACK TO DRINKIN AND CARDS NOW
sits back down at the card table with a tall whiskey neat
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What's a gal gotta do to get a drink around here?
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ParrrrTay! *smooch* *smooch*
Grab a seat, darling!
*ducks flying glass*
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*Goes on a smashing rampage with the bamboo shoot. Destroys much of the bar. He cannot be stopped!
"Rwaryyrarrayrwwwwwwwwww!"
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* sits there enjoying the chaos created by rampaging panda*
*makes mental note to bring bamboo shoots next time I come to bar*
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damn it
shoots panda again
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*The bullets only make Alg angrier. He proceeds to smack towlie upside the head.
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*scratches himself to death and respawns in the tavern only to notice Taco took the wrong antidote and lies writhing in pain on the floor*
It was a good idea to change labels on the bottles
So who might you be mylady?
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hmm thats Verak an ambassador of sorts.
/me watches her whoop ass in poker.
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*sits with Bialy* "I've been pretty bad..i'm rather sick right now, trouble with the gf... this beer is really welcome:) "
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*clinks mug with NL and downs beer*
No problem my friend ,and in that case we are gonna need alot more of these gf
problems are the worst lets drink away our sorrows!!
*puts in an order for the biggest pitcher*
and keep those coming please
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/me joins them bringing a bucket of newcastle.
i feel you man, hope the beer helps a bit.
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WHATS UP!! Niel! we will need some Newcastle too,bartender!
*clinking mug to bucket*
welcome to the table,how have you been?
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/me enters the tavern, looks around to see who's up to what nonsense, and crosses the room to the table where the card-playing men are sitting. She pulls up a chair and offers the lovelorn a pint or three of scotch in sympathy.
"So, what's the game tonight?"
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poker
after grabbing another tall whiskey neat
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After having procured a glass of Pinot Noir for herself, Alana inquires as to what variety of poker will be the evening's pleasure.
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hold 'em i believe
finishes the drink goes for lucky number 3
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Grabbing the wine bottle to keep her glass full, Alana cuts the cards and waits for the dealer to dole them out. "If your drink's never empty, you've technically only filled up once."
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ill drink to that
chugs all but a small bit in the bottom and refills
does that count
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*glad to have Neil over at the table* ... Neail, Bialy, are you upfor blackjack? I'll buy you a vodka :drunks:
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"Blackjack, eh? Now that's a fine game. Care to deal me in?"
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well thats no fun
finishes drink and get a zombie
(btw i got 200 post :clap:)
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Of course Allama :) the more we are.....the ....better ?!? ( more money for drinks ) :D
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*after thanking Alana for blessing us bar bums with her presence*yeah we can play blackjack you will have a better chance at taking my money in that game!!
I'll be the first dealer*Gets cards from Alana and starts deal*
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/me grabs himself a pangalactic gargleblaster and sits back down.
sure thing deal me in. and we can put are clothing on the line......
5 minutes later
*Neil is now naked and drunk*
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what bj now that will work i think
gets the everclear
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*Still in rampage, jumps on poker table and proceeds to whack everyone. He manages to hit PUR in a very....sensitive area.
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*After a couple of drinks, Nl starts to think that blackjack is some kind of wrestling and tries to take the panda down*
Oh, and btw Neil, i still have a sock on :-P
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/me cringes over and puts on his hat in one motion.
"damned panda."
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*NL's futile attempt to bring the panda down gives Alg an itch that he must scratch. He scratches, yawns, and then gives himself another shot of adrenaline.
"Yaewwrarrrrrrrrrrrr!(angernoise)"
*Breaks bamboo shoot on knee an panda-slaps NL.
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*NL pulls out a tranquilizer gun and aims for panda's butt* .... he is asleep for now...
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*SCRATCHING HEAD AS TO WHY NOT HAPPY WINNING AT BLACKJACK*
*LOOKING AT THE FLESH FEST REMEMBERS WHY*
*AFTER GETTING BONDAGE CORDS NEIL! DEFINITELY HAS ON HIM*
*TIES PANDA UP AND DRAGS OUTSIDE*
DAMN!!, I haven't even finished a single card session since I've been here. OK here is you guys clothes back how did this exactly turn into a strip game,no matter, lets not let that happen again unless there are some women playing too.
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true, oh so true. hey, but Allama was playing as well, right? We have to fix the deck *giggle*
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Luckily for Allama, the new sub-cultural fashion in her town has become "wear 35 layers of clothing everywhere you go" in order to appear less establishment.
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mad rolls her to a corner with a drink just outta reach and lets out a mad scientist laugh
that not very fun
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Alana rolls back out of the corner, retrieves her drink, and proceeds to play some "strip" blackjack.
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/me tries putting his socks back on but instead puts on a puppet show.
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"Neil, darling... d'you wanna go 'renew our wedding vows' later?"
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*go grabs a video camera*
What? its for the vow renewel
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oor... the strip poker ;)
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no its strip blackjack
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Really?
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i wouldnt lie to you
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i dont know.... quick! to slove this the way me and you slove it!
*grabs a gun out of his butt, and shoots himself in the foot*
1 5|-|07 //\//\Y 53|_|=....0|-| |\|00000000000002222222222222222!!!!
*Becomes nothing more then a large balck shadow*
|)4//\//\|\|
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*Walks back into the tavern after a prolonged absence.*
You just had to go and throw me in the dumpster didn't you towlie? It took me forever to dig my way outta there. By the way I brought you a present.
*Dumps a bag of fish on him and watches as the tabby cats that followed him from the landfill swarm towlie in a feeding frenzy.*
\/\/|-|y 4|23 y0|_| 5p34|<1/\/6 |_1|<3 7|-|15 84|24 ?
*Sits down at the "strip" blackjack table.*
Too late to join?
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i dont know.... quick! to slove this the way me and you slove it!
*grabs a gun out of his butt, and shoots himself in the foot*
Ahhh.... Bara expressed his undying slove for towlie... :wb:
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Nah, that was a miss fire
*go walks over to the coutner, but walks right through it*
Hey, can somebody call the ghost busters or something?
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*Barrel rolls into the bar tied up and drowsy.
"Hey ya guyees. Can I getsza me a beer?"
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It's never to late to join the game... hey panda, i hope you are calm now... :)
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/me grabs allama in a sock clad hand and leads her off to "renew their wedding vows"
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Alright, really guys. i dont want to be a floating mass of nothing
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i dont know i kinda like you dead we can just ignore you
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Its on then
*posses some random guys body, and proceeds to beat the living crap out of towile*
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uses ghostbusters ghost catcher catches bara and throws it away
that takes care of that
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*walks in threw the front door, in normal form*
Ah, finally
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Cool. Than deal me in.
*Grabs a bottle of Scent of Bamboo from one of his pockets and throws it at Bara.*
Hmm..I could use something to drink though.
*Gets up and stands at the bar to ask for a drink.
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hell wile youre up get me some jim
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*Taco releases card eating moths which devour any cards in the building*
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*Grabs a beer and some jim.(jim? ???) Lets in all of the moth-eating bats that are swarming outside and than pulls out a fresh deck of cards.*
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jim bean bourbon
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*after fishing a clumsy bat out of his beer, Larry sighs and releases the bat-eating snakes*
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*Tries to sit at the table to no avail as he is tied up.
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*Sets the beer and the jim at the table. Walks over and heaves Alger up in a chair and unties him. Than walks back to his seat and starts to drink the beer.* :drunks:
Cheers.
(ooc: is jim bean bourbon any good?)
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*Looks at drink in front of him.
"Is this piss Jim's?"
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fantastic
takes a swig
(ooc: i think it was not bad from what i remember)
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Wha?
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what are you wha-ing
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*after fishing a clumsy bat out of his beer, Larry sighs and releases the bat-eating snakes*
So I'm the only one who has a problem with snakes in the tavern (sounds like a sequel to snake on a plane)... fine
*releases snake eating gorillas and waits for winter to freeze the gorillas to death*
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yes, i do believe that you are the only one that cares
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*steps into the tavern (hey im new here) and orders up a gargle-blaster, and some cranberry juice.
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Alrighty, well if I'm the only one who cares I'll solve the problem in my own way
*Taco hits the button and nukes the tavern into atomic dust so it can be rebuilt in a moth/bat/snake/gorilla free form*
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wow i was just thinking how many times this place has been blown to hell and back i know i have done it at least twice plus this i know i am missing some but some how this place always comes back the same
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This is the first I've been witness to it,thanks Taco.Very impressive! well lets get to re-building.
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*While walking into the tavern, looks over and sees a building explode.
"Musta been onna the odda ones."
(Did you notice my slang? :h:)
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I did! glad to see you calmed down a little there panda guess what i got!
*pulls out bamboo shoot knowing it is a bad idea but since bar is gone WTF*
thats a good panda here you go!
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"The Tavern is right there, silly goose," Alana says, pointing around at the newly-rebuilt structure. "It rebuilds automatically when destroyed, right around the patrons! It's a fancy bit of magic, yeah?"
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Brushes the dust off "Aah here it is" *Cough, cough*
"Sorry for being late I had some work to do. I hope you all are fine."
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oo you know same old thing , some one loses it and blows up the bar
kills the bottle of jim
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Just like forest fires allow new growth, atomic blasts refresh the tavern. Otherwise think of how many bullet holes would be in everything, how many portals burn and eye beam marks there would be....
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it was getting kinda drafty in there from the holes
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"The Tavern is right there, silly goose," Alana says, pointing around at the newly-rebuilt structure. "It rebuilds automatically when destroyed, right around the patrons! It's a fancy bit of magic, yeah?"
I'll give you a demo
*Sets expolsive charges all around the traven*
Fire in the hole!
*presses the button and a littile spark comes out*
well that sucks.
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wow if this wasnt a new building i would shoot you but since it is i will show mercy this one time
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Why we can always just blow up the tavern (and Bara with it) and have it rebuilt *Taco shoots Bara in the knees and proceeds to kick him a few times in the face before putting a bullet square between his eyes*
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well in that case
shoot bara and rigs explosives around all doors and windows for his return
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*Takes the bamboo shoot and begins to smack Al' on the head repeatedly.
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Wondering what on earth is going on, Alana grabs the bamboo shoot and stir-fries it with some water chestnuts, bok-choy, and those adorable tiny corncobs. After adding a spicy fish sauce, she dumps the lot on Alger's head and watches him try to keep it out of his eyes.
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Watches the proceedings around him.
"Poor Mister Barakarin. That must have hurt.Also I don`t think this is how you eat that. Smells quite good by the way"
"Ah, Lady Allama I believe I still owe you a glass of wine. Allow me to renew my invitation . Also to the gentlemen and ... aah gentlepanda... a drink on me"
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"Why thank you, Pacha! What a kind gesture," Alana says, smiling and ignoring the panda washing his fur out in the sink. "Care to share a bottle?"
She offers a second glass, and beckons Neil to join them with a third. "Methinks it's about time for a drinking song, neh?"
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"A good idea. However I must say I am a terrible singer. Usually I go about my life having people pay me large sums not to sing" ;D
"Oh and Neill. I don`t know if you already heard it. But if you come over to germany maybe we can meet. Depends were you want to go to but it may be possible"
Raises his glass "A toast then"
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*Taco raises his glass* To overdone bread, better known as toast!
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no to random drunken ramblings, shootings, and i cannot forget blowing up the bar. it would be a rather boring bar without those events , and of coarse the people that call this magical place home, because what is a bar with out it loyal patrons. cheers
raises bottle of jack and starts to chug it
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"Aye, and what better way to continue the evening than this age-old Taijitu Tavern tradition? Take it when I'm through, lads, ye can all make a verse!
Gather 'round, ye lads and lasses, set ya for a while,
And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle.
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and fam'ly gone,
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song!
Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox.
Me brother drank the whiskey till he wound up in a box.
Me other brother, in the troubles, met with his demise.
Me sister has forever closed her smiling Irish eyes.
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!"
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My mother from the Tower fell.
Me brother he went straight to hell
Me dady died without a dime
And for my life I coudn`t rime
Chorus:
Now everybody's died, and until our tears are dried,
We'll drink an' drink an' drink an' drink an' then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance an' sing an' fight until the early mornin' light,
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinkin' once again!"
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*Taco calls in his oompa loompa friends to sing a song*
Oompa Loompa Doompa de bo
Drinking rum is whata I do!
Oompa Loompa Doompa de de
I woke up the next morning, high in a tree.
What did I do on the night before last?
Damned if I know, but I had a blast!
Oompa Loompa Doompa de da
You say I should quit drinking
and I just say "bah"!
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I am a panda
No need for slanda
Now please won't you handa,
hand me another drink.
Al' is a lady.
Like Patrick Swayze
Stop being spacey
And hand me another drink.
Taco's a taco.
Shrimp are so jumbo.
He'll soon take a stumble
And hand me another drink.
Bara's a kid
With hair on his lid
And arms like a squid
That can hand me another drink.
His own name is Pacha.
He is your own macha.
He will soon getcha
So you can Hand me another drink.
We call this guy towlie.
He's ever so smiley.
And ever so wiley.
Hand me another drink.
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Agreed: Taco is in fact... a Taco. A spicy Taco from Mexico, home of Taco kind. Raised on the streets and fighting mean but still with a heart of gold. A loaded Taco with no fear, no sanity and nothing to loose. A Taco for the next generation, A Taco with respect for the past. A Taco with dreams to live and a life of dreams and made free by force of will. A Taco hell bent of heaven and cutting the fine line between altruism and Hedonism. A Taco just as tasty by any other name and a Taco like none other.
Viva Taco! Viva la revolution! Viva life! Viva Love! Viva Taco! Viva viva vie!
*Taco it seems has been enjoying his wine in this tenuous thing known as RL*
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Viva la geeks!
*drinks some gatorrade*
that hits the spot....
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"That Gatorrade goes on my tab, please. And welcome back amongst the living Mr. Barakarin."
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where was i?
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dead and the bombs didnt go off
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"Ah I think that may be because the taverns magic works only were it stands. So he reformed inside it because that`s were he was killed.
At least that`s my theory"
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he just reappers outside the door when we kill him so we would just kill him for fun it great stress relief.
whips out the .500 and shoots bara
and watch in a bit he'll walk back in
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"Ah yes. I can see your point."
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*runs into the front door mulpite times b eofre busting it down*
you shot my arms off
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*Breaks Bara's shooting arm with shoot.
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*Taco throws Bara in a wood chipper with the output nozzle aimed right back out the door*
*Taco ties a piano wire at neck level across the door as a surprise for Bara next time he walks in*
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*High fives Taco.
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your one sick taco .........high five
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I believe a wise man once said "Humanity is capable of as much atrocity as it has imagination"... some consider this a warning... I take it as a challenge O:-)
:panda: Why this but no animated Taco?!
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Because Tacos don't move silly one.
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and you have on hell of a imagination
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*Taco throws a water balloon at the panda* Did you see that movement?
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Touche my friend. Would you like a left handed slap or a right handed slap?
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*Taco fingers the button* That depends, would you like a nuclear fission blast or a nuclear fusion blast?
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do it bet you wont do it do it i know you wont
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Wisest is he who knows he is not wise
*Taco nukes the tavern*
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Indestructible as always, Alana watches the Tavern re-form around her and pours herself a finger of scotch as soon as it's finished. "A round of drinks on me to celebrate, then!"
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*walks into the tavern, unharmed*
You know, when you blew up the tavern, the piano blew up. after all, you don't think i cant see whats happening in here, right?"
*points to a camera*
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*Taco points to the wire he plugged into the camera which has a false video feed, Taco then shows Bara the video of what he did to the drink Bara just drank*
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*plops down at bar*
I need a drink! I gotta go to work, soon! :(
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You...did...that?! You evil man! fallen earth beta codes! how could you shredded them up and did that!
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yay more boomage, i was counting on taco not backing from that challenge i just wanted to see the tavern blow up
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hey, i used to do it all the time... and i still do
*Grabs some C-4 from the statshes he keeps, and plants expolsies all around taco*
FIRE IN THE TACO!
*Blows up taco*
ahhhh
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damn it bara
shoots baras legs off and right arm then one between the eyes
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*rolls himself into the traven*
Darn it! i really need to leran how to regrow my legs and arms*
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hey at least i left you a arm this time
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good point
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know what
shoots other arm off
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*The shreds of Taco lie on the floor forgotten... so no one noticed when the pieces begin to move and reform. As Bara sits alone in the corner talking with friends that only he can see Taco rises up behind him*
Oh Bara, is that a fallen earth demo CD on that rug in the middle of the floor?
*As Bara runs drooling to grab the CD the rug gives way to reveal a bottomless pit* Oh sorry Bara, I was mistaken. That a Hello Kitty tropical paradise CD.
FYI Bara: When you fall in a bottomless pit you die of starvation
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*Panda slaps Taco. Then dives into the hole, rescues Bara, slaps him, and then drops him again.
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*Throws a jetpack down towards the falling Bara.*
See, I'm not all that cruel. As long as he can reach it somehow.
Too bad it doent have quite enough fuel to get him all of the way out.
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"This place is more of a war zone than a tavern. If the gentlemen and gentlepanda and of course gentletaco excuse me I would like to order one more round for you all on my bill"
Orders the drinks and pays his bill taking a bottle of beer and walks out.
"If Mister Barakarin is done with getting himself blasted to bits he can join me for a drink in a more relaxed spot.
Have a good time."
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*rolls his head into the front door*
You were wrong taco, it did have a bottom. and Pach, wait for me!
*rolls after pach*
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"You're not going anywhere Pach!"
*Dives at Pach, grabs him around the waist, and throws him into the whiskey, shattering many bottles of Jim's.
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*rolls towards the panda, and bits his tail*
BARFIGHT!!!!!
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*Taco throws Bara into a summoned portal leading right to a hungry T-Rex's belly*
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*hops into the traven, having only his skull left*
you know, how come everytime something happens to me, i lose something
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*Taco enters a zen state*
Because you believe that you have something in the first place
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Oh shut up! your a freaking taco
*a thought (OMG! A thought!) enters Baras head*
Taco....
*Eats taco*
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*Taco punches his way out through Bara's stomach, and sprays hot sauce in Bara's eyes*
If a Panda can't beat me what makes you think you have even a remote chance at it?
*Taco summons a portal and throws Bara into an alternate universe where Taco's eat people and Hamburgers are used as hats.. a mystical land known as "Rand McNalley"*
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*yells back to taco while being sucked away*
Because i believed! and because i placed a bomb inside of ya!
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*Taco spits out the bomb and it explodes in Alger's face*
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*Wonders why the Taco and the Panda can not get along and make a Panda Taco...or a Taco Panda.*
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"Well I say that was a waste of good whiskey"
Pachamama summons a fiery pit of Magma in which everybody drops-except of course the lovely Allama- and while they are getting burned grabs Bara`s skull and leaves before the others can reform their body's.
Aaand with such an exit he is gone.
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I IS SAVED!
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Bara: U IS SAVED... for later use in voodoo
Cyad: There's nothing saying Tacos and Pandas can't get along. It just keeps fighting fit that we see fit to keep fighting... and as for making Taco Pandas.... ewwww...
*Taco steps out of the magma* Hey wait, this was nothing but concentrated orange juice! Thank god I grabbed the return flight tickets so I can get home from Japan.
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As you guys are going to reform anyway why waste a perfectly good Magma spell if Orange juice is enough to keep you busy and distracted.
*Taste the added flavor of hot chili spiced orange juice*
Yes I kinda like Taco even if he always makes me hungry and there is no Taco restaurant in my entire city.
That's why I added chili sauce. Because it does a Taco good.
Buys Bara a coke at a vendor machine and waits for him to restructure himself.
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i dont like soda....
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"A skull shouldn't be picky. But if you want something else just say so. I think this machine has other drinks too. Anyway it will be a while until you have a body again that can hold anything in."
Looks at Baras ribs forming from his spine.
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well, im almost done forming my selketon, then it should only take a few seconds for my skin to come out.
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*watches in horror as Bara reforms*
Well, this is the freakiest thing I've ever seen.
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trust me, it can get freaker
*watches as a random old dude walks in, strips, then does the partyboy, and leaves*
See? thats freakier
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"Wanna join us in on a drink in the fresh air Larry?"
Watches while Bara reforms his inner organs.
"Ah, a non smoker. Those lungs look pretty healthy. But I think those T-Rex bite marks on his skull are gonna stay. As soon as your stomach is back what do you want for a drink?"
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I'll be happy to join you for a drink when Bara's back to normal, but right now he's just grossing me out. I'm just gonna sit over here with the normal people for now.
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dont worry! this shoould be done soon!
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Uh-huh...
*edges away as Bara's hair begins to emerge from his scalp*
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there is normal people in here, thats news to me
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Towile! your here! just in time to see my ears to grow!
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wow i think i drank too much
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no, you havent yet. this is really happening
*looks at his arm, and the muscle begans to form on it*
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then that water that hippy gave must of had acid in it aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
runs outta the bar
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I tried to warn him that it was 90% sugar and 10% water...but he wouldn't listen.
So Bara how long can you keep doing that?
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oh, it should be done after i eat
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It's Hippie towlie, not hippy.
Hippie = Highly Intelligent Person Pursuing Interesting Endevours
Hippy = Someone who moves their hips excessively while they walk
*Taco uses a machete to carve off some chunks of Bara* You missed a spot there Bara
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Really? i dont think i have? but pach is
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no a hippie is a dirty rotten scoundrel that ruins everything
not meant to be a acronym
chops baras leg off
you missed your leg too
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no a hippie is a dirty rotten scoundrel that ruins everything
Actually you're referring to stereotypes. For further information on stereotypes, see Texans.
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lets hear the truth than
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National Tacographic Presents - Texans: Home on the Range
It is a warm lazy day in the vast deserts of Texas.. One new to this landscape might think nothing could live here, but they should suspend disbelief until later in the morning when the Texans begin to stir. Early explorers thought Texans were cold blooded and waited for the sun's ray's to warm them. We now know Texans are waiting for the effects of whiskey to wear off.
Upon leaving their humble dwellings decorated with Navajo blankets and cattle skulls the Texans will enter their pickup trucks leaving an old hound to guard the homestead from other Texans who might move in. All Texans migrate daily to the strip club, this truly is their watering hole. Here the Texan may seek out food, beverage and mates all while being protected from their natural enemy, the Kentuckian. As country music rings out the Texan spots a mate from across the club, the Texan drunkenly approaches. He tips his 10 Gallon hat attempting to draw the females attention and attempts to hold it with his jangling spurs, an offer of whiskey impresses the female and she agrees to follow the Texan home. If she is impressed by his collection of Navajo blankets and cattle skulls they will mate.
The Texan feeds exclusively upon a diet of Beef, Whiskey and Mexicans. If feeling threatened the Texan will immediately draw their six-shooter and squeeze off a few shots as a warning, however the defense is merely a loud sound designed to scare off Kentuckians. The Texan is seldom sober enough to see in a straight line and thus cannot aim.
The Texans worship a Deity known as "Walker, Texas Ranger" who is reenacted by the chosen disciple of Walker, Texas Ranger; Chuck Norris. Texans pray to Walker, Texas Ranger to protect them from environmentalists, hippies, feminists and free expression with an elaborate ceremony called "high school football", which is revered by all Texans. If the grid iron dance pleases Walker, Texas Ranger he will appear before them on CBS and send down his Divine wrath.
:-P :drunks: :-P
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WOW!!! gone a couple days and you miss alot!!
Towlie I got some vodka for us to pound
try these shots with a bit of lemon.
DAMN!!! WTF is wrong with Bara
here is a sandwich,please you are grossing Larry out!
Pach, glad to see you in here!
want a shot of vodka
brought enough for all.
Taco you too.
sorry Towlie but that Texan thing was pretty funny,
oh yeah! I've been wanting to ask you this ever since I seen your name on the forum,
wanna get high,my bong making friend!!
LMAO!!
just kidding ya
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hell ya lets get to killing that great intoxicating clear nector
i have been waiting forever for some one to say something now what was i gonna say back......
I JUST KNOW I CAN REMEMBER IF I CAN GET HIGH!!!!!!!
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do maryland next!
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"Hello Bialy nice to see you here. And, yes I think I will have some of that vodka. Thank you very much"
"Hmmm, *Taco does Maryland*, sounds kinda kinky , doesn`t it? Oh and Mister Barakarin is finished reforming. Now that this is done maybe we can refrain from cutting him up, yes?"
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Well, were not yet.... i missed a spot
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and your leg too
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i know that!
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no the other one that i just chopped off
chops other leg off
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oh...
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Sorry Bara, but the National Tacographic Crew is currently in Brazil doing an investigation into the question of Brazilians reproducing by laying soccer balls. They'll be there for months I'm afraid as Brazilians are very secretive about their soccer ball hives.
*Takes has a round of the Vodka and then uses a high powered phase cannon to vaporize Bara* Hey, at least I didn't cut him up again.
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GOD DANG IT! IT WILL TAKE EVEN LONGER FOR ME TO REBUILD ME SELF!
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Takes a deep breath.
"I am getting bored here. DON`T make me get bored."
Snaps his fingers and instantly recreates Barakarin at the same time erecting a IGNORE-shield around them both. Anything directed at anyone inside the shield is simply ignored.
And there is no way in or out until it is disengaged by the one who created it.
"Now maybe I can find some time to talk with people here.And have a drink in peace"
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*The ignore shield ignores itself and thus ceases to exist*
*Taco dances on the Bara particles preventing them from ever reforming*
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uhh taco....your stepping on my crap paraticles....
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lets make a some cement outta bara and then make statue
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should we make it a statue of bara? or someone else?
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i dont know how bout :h:
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I was trying for the whole word hippo, but I got bored with it, lol :shrug:
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did more than i would have
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We should make a statue of Bara being kicked in the balls. It'll be a monument to small targets producing big effects. As for stepping on the crap particles... meh... shit happens.
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yes lets do it
makes cement with the bara dust
here lets get to work
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*Taco builds the statue and adds flowing tears making this more of a fountain then a statue*
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Guys, i still dont understand something. if im a statuce, wont i die, and just walk through the door?
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no youre forever living in your own cement prison because we didnt kill you we turned you into dust like the old cartoons
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Exactly, from now until the end of time you are being kicked in groin. Enjoy.
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Exactly, from now until the end of time you are being kicked in groin. Enjoy.
No man deserves that fate!
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bara does
kick statue in the groin
you do it now
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*Taco goes back to drinking*
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yay drinking and drunkenness
grabs a bottle with russian wording
vodka is just what i want
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*Akka-Wkka melts into the room and orders a round of fermented pink waffles for everyone.
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Finally! Another drink!! (I am assuming fermented pink waffles is/are a drink) ::)
Thanks, Akka-Wakka!! :drunks:
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I think they are just pink waffles that have been fermented into...something that may possibly be considered almost not quite like beer
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But it'll git'cha hammered, right?
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guys, you do know that i can still talk? and, if im good enough, ill annoy you guys so much, that you'll desotry me, and ill live agian!
*begans singing "Its Peaunt Butter Jelly time*
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sad thing is i come up with my best ideas drunk
creates 3-ply laminated (about 3 inches bullet and for the most part sound proof) lexan box over bara
and back to the pink waffles
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hmmmmm....i got a idea!
*shakes himself, and smashes the sttue into a millon pecies, and walks through the fornt door*
HELLZ YEAH!
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Amidst all of this something IS missing.
Ah yes.
Reactivates towlies nerves and makes him sober so he can feel the pain from kicking a concrete statue in the groin.
"Hello Bara welcome back"
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a drunk not drunk ha
drinks some more vodka
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Its good to be back!
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*Taco shoots Bara square between the eyes*
Yeah, that's it a single bullet. Can't I just take it easy and not always have to find elaborate or entertaining ways to kill Bara?
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no it not as fun you must think of a overly elaborate way for each time
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*comes in and starts dancing for change*
trout is accepted too!!! :trout:
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:h: HIPPO RAMPAGE :whip:
Beer please
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Have you ever smacked a Hippo with a trout? Or a trout with a hippo? Oh..and here is your beer.
*Tosses the Hippo Rampager a beer.*
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*walks in through the front door*
ITS PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!
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*Taco starts a golf ball rolling down a track. The golf ball collides with a lit candle which begins to burn a string. The string lets loose and a boxing glove on a pivot arm hits a lever which sends a dart flying. The dart hits the bulls eye on the electric dartboard causing lights to flash on and off. The electric current activates a fan which blows a small boat with a pin on it's mast to crash into a balloon. The balloon pops startling a chicken and it lays an egg. The egg rolls down a ramp releasing a switch which drops a banana into a monkey cage. The monkey eats the banana and throws the peel by the door. Bara slips on the peel and cracks his skull open killing him*
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nice goldberg device bartender get this man a drink
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*walks in threw the front door*
You know, if taco is a hippy (or hippe or whatever it is) then why does he take pleasure in killing me?
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Hippie (Highly Intelligent Person Pursuing Interesting Endevours)
And it's not that I take pleasure in killing you, it's that I want to make the tavern better for everybody. Killing you seems to be about the best way to achieve that goal.
*Taco takes a drink of vodka*
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*gets enough change for a few drinks and some ammo for taco, leaves, gets the ammo, gives it to taco and buys a drink while getting ready to watch taco get his gun out and blow bara's brains out.*
go get em' taco! ill het the janitor on speed dial!
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No need for a janitor, I can just nuke the tavern so it rebuilds and is again pristine.
*Taco shoots Bara in the kneecaps and hands. Leaving him for someone else to finish off*
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pain! :clap: ill finish him with my whip! :whip:
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shoots bara multiple times with the .500
haha thats fun
returns to the vodka drinking
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*Breaks Bara's arm with a cleverly placed Swirling Panda Bamboo Strike Attack.
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*Taco opens a portal to the mystical land of grilled cheese sandwiches and runs in to feed on the many grilled cheese sandwiches to be found*
Come on everybody, it's delicious in here!
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mmmmm yummy * NL jumps through the portal and starts eating all the grilled sandwiches while cheese virgins feed him grapes*
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i freaking hate cheese
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Cheese is da bomb!
*dives in*
Yummers!
Got any cream of mushroom soup??
*edit*
"Topic: The Taijitu Tavern (Read 6666 times)" :clap:
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There's a spigot in the side of that tree that provides CoM soup. Enjoy =D
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Cool!!
*opens spigot and fills glass*
*dips cheese sammich in glass of soup*
:wb:
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Asian turkey burgers, mannicotti, lhasa spicy chicken ??? Booze???
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There's spigots for all those things as well in the mystical land of grilled cheese sandwiches. The first three are in the side of that gnome over there and the beer spigot is in that keg
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What a marvelous invention! A spigot for the beer keg. If our scientist would've thought of that earlier we'd have had a much easier time getting the beer into our mugs!
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but you know what one with like 4 spigots for party stands would be a great idea
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If you need more spigots just turn that tap on that fish tank and spigots will come out. SPIGOTS FOR EVERYONE!
And Latagon, before the invention of spigots the keg was just a big glass with a lid on it... I think there's something to be learned from that ancient wisdom ;)
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*Larry walks into the tavern and notices the portal*
Hey, what's through here? Cheese? Pah!
*seals the portal and orders a drink*
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*tilts head under the spigot for the beer keg and turns it on*
Gulp, gulp, gulp.....burp!
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Hey! You got some on me! :P
*wipes blouse*
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OMG! Larry you've trapped us all in the mystical land of grilled cheese sandwiches!!! Thanks man! *Taco builds a statue of Larry out of grilled cheese sandwiches*
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*Ess bites off cheese statue's big toe*
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That was a load bearing leg!
*The cheese statue falls on Taco burying him in delicious grilled cheese sandwiches*
It's true what they say... be careful what you wish for.
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meanwhile, back at the bar...
hey i wonder where those guys went?
who cares keep drinking!!!
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Welp, I believe I'm finished with the mystical land of grilled cheese sandwiches for now... wonder what other portals I can open *Taco flips through the portal guide stored in his robotic brain* Woah! Why didn't I try this one earlier!
*Taco opens a portal to the scantly clad land of age appropriate ladies and closes the portal... this dimension is just for Taco*
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With Taco gone, the Panda was able to feast on his remaining stash of delicious grilled cheese. And the Panda was smart! He took an anti-venom so that he could be able to feast in peace without the foolish Taco saying, "Oh! The sandwiches are poisoned. You die." Oh no! that would not be happening this time.
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NL challenges the panda to a drinking contest : who can drink the most water without leaving for the bathroom wins a 1000 gallon barrel of water . ( I just didn't sleep much last night...sorry for the idea )
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Oh, the anti-venom was double poisoned :-P Silly Panda
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The door to the Tavern bursts open to reveal Alana lowering her booted foot, apparently having just kicked it in for the sheer pleasure of the task.
"Hello, everyone! Rum all around!" she shouts as the small casks being borne on the backs of the man-slaves following her inside are passed around. "I've been on a long journey this past week and a half, and I've rum to spare. Drink up, me hearties!"
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*sits with Allama at the bar* And where did this journey take you not so stranger?
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"Oh, such places I've been! Such wonders I've seen as you couldn't imagine!" The combined scents of incense and sherry emanate from Alana as she speaks, though she seems not to have noticed. "I've seen the glory of the setting sun on the pyramids of Giza, I've lain at the feet of the Christ on the Hill, I've walked the Great Wall from end to end, I've discovered the resting place of the fabled gardens o..."
Her speech is cut short as she keels over onto the bar, an unfinished glass of rum still barely upright in her left hand, dribbling slowly onto the floor.
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Poor girl must be plum tuckered out!
:shrug:
:clap: for man-slaves and rum!! :-P
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Alana perks back up at the sound of Ess' beautiful words and orders her man-slaves to escort her to a comfy corner table with a couch to lounge on.
"Anyone who wishes to join me, please do. Drinks at this table are on me."
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*hops onto a lounger nearby*
You look tense, Alana. Should get one of your man-slaves to rub the tenseness out of your neck and shoulders!
Could I borrow one for a foot massage?! :D
Got any doing that fan and grapes thang?? :-P
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*follows Alana at the table* . You seem to have been all around the world and i envy you but tell me, have you found the true Stairway to Heaven?
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Wait, did i die? i missed a lot, didnt i? ahhhhhhh
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makes a small bomb outta a toilet paper roil some everclear and a egg timer and put it in baras pocket
BOOM
now you did
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*rolls himself into the traven, his head only left*
thanks towile, thanks.
*hops himself next to Al'*
Hey Al', where were ya?
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The Panda crawls into the Tavern, gasping for air, as the Evil Taco has poisoned him. He grabs Bara's legs, suddenly ending his futile attempt to flirt with Al'.
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uu his leg are not attached
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the MNPDL (mantorman national panda defense leauge) anti-venoms panda, extracts the poison, gos to watever dimension taco might be in and shoves it down his throat. Threre you stupid taco, ill leave you for MNPDL's robot panda's to finish off. Oh and if you think you can turn them to youtr taco side, you cant i have the memory chip that puts them under my control! :-P
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uu i wouldnt mess with taco you might end up in some place you never herd of
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You just love using correct grammar don't you.
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i just need to proof read that, i had a lot of typos
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*Taco uses a high power magnet to wipe clean the robots hard drives and memory chips and reprograms one to bake cookies for starving orphans, reprograms another to make vast quantities of artisan quality wines for Al', and reprograms the final one to break dance for the tavern patrons*
You really don't want to get onto my bad side mantor, because this Taco is not a foe to be taken lightly. Bara used to be a high powered defence lawyer for the first aliens to settle on Earth, I went back in time and now he's just an unpopular geek who will never know love. Also how exactly do you think pandas got onto the endangered species list... and as for towlie... well you don't even want to know what I did there, but there's a reason it's called the lone star state.
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We became endangered because we ate to many Tacos and had bad diarrhea. Really bad.
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Those brave Tacos knew their fate, and every hour of every day for six long months they thought of the pandas they'd be exterminating while broiling under the hot sun.
They are the greatest heroes of Taco kind
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uu i dont have anything to do with texas
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What does "uu" mean exactly.
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Well judging by this last message:
uu i dont have anything to do with texas
It's a Texan expression meaning "I'm about to lie about my Texonian roots"
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Who knew that one who's soul is so tainted could be so wise?
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It should be assumed as such.
If purity is innocence then the taint is experience and knowledge tempered with experience is wisdom.
So sayeth the Taco, so shall it be.
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uu would mean confusion about how something was brought about
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"Ess, m'dear, I'll do you one better; one slave for the feet and another for the shoulders. Do enjoy that whilst I do the same and am fed peeled grapes. No need for a fan, though; the temperature's perfect in here."
Turning to address the others, Alana thanks Taco for his kind donation of the high-quality wine-bot who's wares she is enjoying as they speak. She then looks quizzically at NL and explains that she's seen all of the stairways to heaven, none of which went all the way up.
"Bara, dear, I have been everywhere."
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Ahhh, Al, thank you so much! :-* I have found heaven! (http://209.85.48.8/html/emoticons/happy.gif)
*speaks to a man-slave - "Toss me a grape, wouldya?!!"*
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Alana watches as the slaves tend to the needs of the now heavily pampered women, as they very well should, and sips her wine. "So, anyone read any good books lately?"
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yesss :) A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole . A great satire , and a tremendous laugh ... it's about a 35 year old geek who lives with his mother and despite being ivery literate seems to not understand a thing about the world outside. One of the best books i've ever read :)
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Well taco i dont want to get on your bad side, but what i do want is that you stop hurting the pandas! thats why its a defense leauge not a offense leauge! But for every panda that dies, a taco must die as well!
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Ah what do you know. We hate the Tacos.
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maybe you do, but i dont... yet
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I pay you to fight the Tacos, and you don't hate them!?!?!?!?
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someone that dosent hate taco i think hell just froze over
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No not just yet, but it is creeping up.
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Well it shouldn't amaze you that someone doesn't hate Taco, personally I love Taco. Thankfully mine is the only opinion I care about.
As for your defending the Pandas, perhaps you should find out how this war started before you rush to defend a side. Just because the panda is black and white it doesn't make the issue so.
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So, how did the war start? I always assumed that pandas and tacos have been locked in eternal combat since the dawn of time. Anyway, it looks like I'm going to get caught in the crossfire if I don't pick a side soon, so...
Death to the pandas! Long live Taco!
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<-----Panda groupie here!
Long LIVE the Panda!
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Thanks for the support Larry, you can rest assured that you're on the winning team :clap: :congrats: :clap:
So how did the war start...
One day Taco was on his way home with his sweetheart when a mean old Panda came out from the alley, smelling of bamboo and vomit.
"Give me your wallet!" said the Panda, his paw shaking with the cravings for more illegal drugs. "I'm going to take all your money and draw mustaches on the pictures of your loved ones in your wallet!"
Taco was most irked by this addicted Panda's attempt to take his hard earned money. "I don't think so" said Taco "I need that money to donate to worthy causes for needy people". The Panda scoffed at Taco "I'm taking that money, although I'm not going to use any of it for anything but my own selfish desires, I'm a Panda after all and Pandas are extremely greedy"
"That's sad" said Taco, "I'm going to say a prayer for you and buy you a hot lunch, but you can't steal my wallet for your evil and selfish desires". Taco began to pray and the Panda shoved him down and took a bite out of his sweetheart killing her...
And that is how the Taco Panda wars began...
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"How... h-how very sad!" Alana exclaimed, bursting into tears. Once she got a hold of herself, she sat up straight and raised her glass.
"I'll support the righteous Taco unto death. Cheers to the hero of the hour!"
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Wow. I mean, I always knew Pandas were evil, but that's just plain mean. I agree with Allama; those Pandas must be stopped, no matter what the cost. I swear I will not eat nor sleep until every last one of those scoundrels is hunted into extinction!
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lets see...Taco did screw my past up and made me a geek.... but, i like taco bell.....then agian, Pandaboy did try to get me arrested.....so many choices. I quess i willl support tacos army....
*Turns to Al'*
Rally the Geek Libertion Army!
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It's a fable! Panda's are cuddly and loveable! :wb:
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well, tacos taste good
*ribs off a pecie of taco and eats it*
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Thanks for your support everyone, with your help I'll be able to love again and this time no Panda will steal my love from me.
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Its time to get the draft going :o, and i dont find that story sad at all, any taco would have done that to a panda before the panda wars for a few extra buck if they were some hobo on the street! and besides (takes a bite out of a taco) taco are sometimes ugly, but pandas are always cute and fuzzy! (except that hobo on the street in the story :'()
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Taco Hobos aren't the stabbing kind of Hobo, they're the singing kind of Hobo.
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Can I please have a glass of wine? (http://209.85.48.12/3599/9/emo/dunk.gif)
(Enough drink and I might get up and sing with a Taco Hobo)
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hey, every race every once in a while have a bad egg, and usually that bad egg starts a war of some kind, so it wasnt really then pandas as a race that pissed the tacos off, it was just one stupid panda that is probably dead now. and waiter! get me another round of whiskey over here! hic.
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What ever it takes for you to be able to sleep at night, Mantor [/sarcasm]
*Taco gives Parr a glass of wine and some special Hobo Chili*
Hobo Chili for everyone! Even for the vile Panda race!
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Due to my past "fights" with the Panda, me and the other supportes of Taco will rally in his aid ... Take care Panda, for united we are strong!
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sounds like it WW2! i dont want 50million people to die again!!! JEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNKKKKKKKKKKIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! :'(...why does it have to start over again and again!
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*Walks in and sits down*
"What's good here?"
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I must admit this Hobo Chili is pretty tasty.
*takes a gulp of wine*
Sipping is for wimps.
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Quick! Evasie manvers!
*sports jetpacks from his head and flys over to the bar*
Wat ya want?
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Hmm, I'll have a glass of your finest Romanée Conti, please.
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Man, are we sophisticated :P Would you like a shot of vodka on me ?:D
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Sure! Nothing better to end off a glass of fine wine than a shot of vodka! ;)
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May I have a pitcher of margaritas please? Use mescal and cointreau instead of triple sec.
*Sits down next to the pretty red head, makes funny faces and giggles. :-P
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get... hic.some... hic. more... hic whis... hic key over... hic. here! hic! :drunks:
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Anything for my good buddy Mantor :P there ya' go
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get me... hic. some sort... hic. of alchohal... hic. remover! hic.
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*Gives mantorman another bottle of beer*
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Must... resist...temptation...esscence...of...beer...to strong...
oh dammit some one get me an alchohol remover! then i can have that beer!!!
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hook me up with some jack and no one get shot and the bar dosent get blown up for the 6th time
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w00t! 200 pages! DRINKS ALL AROUND! :drunks:
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*finds alchohal remover in the closet in case of emergency*
ahhh much better! 200 drinks to all!
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*finishes drink #199 and passes out*
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Aww, whose turn is it to haul out the passed out people?
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No worries mate! I'll get this one.
*Picks ParrrrTay up in a fireman's carry and takes her to the back room. O:-)
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*Unhappy with the light in the tavern, and being really drunk, NL decides to install dimmer switches all over the bar. While installing the first switch everyone looks at him going " WTF dude? " , and he's like " Whaaaat?" . * *After a short while he collapses unconscious in a severe coma. *
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Dibs.
*rips of NL's arm, and begans eating it.*
Anybody want some? No? Ok, more for me.
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hey dano was the 3000th post in case you havent noticed! 3000 more drinks to all!
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/me buys a round for all the girlies and punches out a larger man because he didn't like the look of him.
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hey, you could make agood boxer! and i make good manager, of course, ill need 10% of all earnings if you do become a boxer and im your manager! :fight:
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*starts to say something, but then close's his mouth*
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*Panda-slaps Bara for being shy.
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*Taco puts on Panda gloves*
Panda-slaps Alger to give him a taste of his own medicine
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*Double panda-slaps Taco for being smart. Gives him a third for being Taco.
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*After being panda slapped Taco falls flat on the ground... turns out it was a cardboard cut out of Taco*
*The real Taco Panda-slaps Alger for lack of depth perception and then sells him to the zoo*
In a round about way Alger bought the next round, drink well everybody!
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/me doses everyones drinks with a bit of "sunshine"
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Great, the walls are melting the ceiling is frozen and the atomic bungalow elves want me to follow their tennis racket god to enlightenment.... thanks Neil!
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*Sulking in a zoo cage.
F*cking Taco.
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come on Taco be realistic. the tennis racket god exists but he dousn't know a damned thing about enlightenment. i mean why do you think the atomic bungalow elves had such a bad time of it with..... wow now i understand the purpose of your existance and its effects upon the life essence shortage..... its pretty warm in here eh? *strips* wow you should feel this floor. where did i put my cigarettes? i wonder who decided A should go first in the alphebet? wow that beer is such a nice flavor of green noise.... where are my cigarettes?
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Why thank you Bara, i knew i could rely on you ... jesus ... *goes at the meat market and buys a new arm*
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/me nude aside from his tophat, starts attepting to start a new religion. he beats all nonbelievers with a tennis racket that the taco tries to reclaim for the atomic bungalow elves as it is their deity. the first person smacked, never realy existed in the first place.
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*enters the Tavern and looks around*
Ah, just another normal day in Taijitu.
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*rubs his face*
Wheres the fu*king panda?
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*Still in a cage at the local zoo.
"Nobody knows the troubles I see! Nobody knows, but Jesus!"
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free the panda whos with me
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"I vote aye."
Well that's obvious.
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*awakes from his unconsciousness, dusts him self, comes out from under a table with his new arm reattached and gently walks towards the door* Time for another day at work ...
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Go ahead and get out of the zoo, I'll just sell you to another zoo...in fact that gives me a good idea. I'll sell you to different zoos and bust you out, we'll split the cash 50/50. If a zoo has a Panda breeding program I'll leave you in a little longer so you can have your fun... seems win/win to me.
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Umm sure, but how do I know that you won't rip me off? You are a Taco after all.
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Either I sell you to zoos as my partner or to the meat packing plant as my victim... it's your choice.
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Ummm, let me think, life, death, life, death. Oh its a toughy.
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aaarghhh pick the zoo already !!!!
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*While the Panda muddles over the choice Taco calls the next zoo* Hey you guys need a panda? Great, I got an extra Panda lying around, just come by the tavern and pick him up... trouble? *Taco shoots a tranq dart into the Panda* No, he won't be any trouble.
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*looks at the pandas arm*
Can i have a bite.....
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Wait till I'm out of zoos Bara, no one is going to buy a Panda with a bite out of it. Although once I've made my money you can chow down for $2.99/kg
*Frees the Panda from the Montreal zoo and loads him on to a truck*Driver, Toronto zoo post haste!
*Taco counts the cash wad*
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*Pragmia wanders in and collapses in a seat*
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*Taco mixes a white Russian and a black Russia in a single glass*
Here Prag, I call it a "Blended Panda".
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AGH!
*Pragmia smashes the glass*
Don't every confront me with such horror again!
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Oh... then don't look behind the bar... there's like 80 more of em... you know... just in case *Taco reaches behind the bar, grabs a Blended Panda and takes a sip* well... like 79 of em
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We must...kill all pandas...
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We must...kill all pandas...
Zombified agreement
*Since I have almost 30 pages worth of catch-up reading, this is about as much as I can state.*
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*Gasps in horror.
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Don’t do that! It scares the hippos. :h:
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Taco, i'm beginning to lose faith in the was against the Panda(s) . I'm still on your side, but please give me a good reason to hunt'em all down.
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I was just talking with a Panda, and they said you were a real jerk... they also said something rather unseemly about your mother...
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So, would any of you ladies like to dance? :-*
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OK, that does it black & white furry mamals... you're gonna get it
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*Taco wrings his hands* Good, let the hate flow through you...
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Luke, i am your father....
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darksider!
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*Taco wrings his hands* Good, let the hate flow through you...
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!
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So it begins....for the third time.
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Well actually I'm still doing the zoo thing, btw while your in Chicago would you pick us up some deep dish pizzas? *Chicago zoo keepers drag the Panda away*
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ZOMG!!!!!! REAL PIZZA!!!!! Living in Maine we are deprived of such things. >:(
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chi-town pizza is the shit
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darksider!
Good...Good...now, kill him!
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*Taco throws Bara into a pit full of spikes*
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No, don't kill Bara, kill the Panda! There'll be plenty of time for killing Bara later.
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*walks in through the tavern door, with his body full of holes*
What Larry said!
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*Ducks for cover.
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shoves a bomb in many of the holes
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*Ducks for cover.
*Covers the duck* Sleep tight, quackers.
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ZOMG, Taco, Alg, Bara, Larry, towlie, Trey!!!!!!!
Guess who's back??? (Not permanent, just visit)
Das bin ich!
/me summons massive army of death and destruction upon you all. And... kills the duck.
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where the hell you been
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Bin ich bei der Uni, Herr. (aka.- college) :P
Late it is, so I buy you all a couple drinks of your choice, and a couple of high caliber weapons each, and... I'll see y'all later.
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Drinkage and high caliber weaponage.
I like this Talmann! :clap:
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MY DUCK!
*Taco summons a portal which connects to the bottom of the ocean and water rushes out a fills the tavern washing away the army. Taco then summons a portal to the inside of a volcano and throws Talmann in along with his ducky killing ways* Welcome back dude.
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/me a nice, stiff rum n' Sprite, followed by a vodka and Red Bull.
Have a wonderful weekend, loves! I'm off again on another grand adventure.
/me out the door, only bumping the frame a little bit.
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Weapons...
(BTW: The NRA have been calling me lately, which one of you told them i was a gun nut?)
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I must have gotten the wrong number, I was trying to call the FBI or the ATF.... too many three letter organizations.
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why would you call the FBI or the ATF?
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Collect the reward *FBI and ATF agents smash through the window and drag Bara off to one of those camps that "don't exist"*
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Wait one moment! What have i done?!
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*Taco counts the reward cash*
Damned if I know and damned if I care... Next round is kinda on Bara
*Taco orders a whiskey sour*
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Can I get some white wine over here?
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*lines up a row of jello shots
(http://209.85.48.12/3599/9/emo/shooters.gif)
Anyone care to join me?
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I'm afraid that I'll have to decline.
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*takes out lightsaber and cuts a taco in half*
ohh squishee!
and tastes good too!
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*Taco walks in through the door* So that's how Bara does that
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wow, hey someone shoot me in the head! i wanna see if i can do that!!!
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/me buys a round for everyone in honor of his return.
guess who's baaaack....
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well, let's see ... ummm... Neil?
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Is it Kotter?!
Welcome back Kotter!
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get me some more whiskey over here! :drunks:
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*Passes over whiskey and a silly straw with a rolled up note attached*
The note is unrolled by mantor and reads:
Don't take life too seriously, kick back, have fun and drink your whiskey with a silly straw.
This message is brought to you by Your Friendly Neighborhood Tacoman!
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hell get me some 151, let get this place rockin
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thank spider... er, taco man!
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Tacoman Tacoman
Does everything a Taco can...
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*Wakes up on a table* Uh ... what? who? when? ooohhhh....my head....
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*Hits NL on the head.
"Go back to sleep."
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Maaaan Panda, i really missed you :)
*falls back in a deep sleep*
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"Thanks for the drink, Neil my love!" Alana shouts from her seat on top of the bar.
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OMG, NOOOOOZZZZZZZZZZZZ! TACO KNOWS MY SECERT!!!!!!
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*Eats Bara.
"Let's see if you can do it know?"
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Of course Taco knows your secrets... Taco is all knowing!
Bara's secret:
Secretly, I hate Fallen Earth.. prefer quiet books to explosions and am the world's biggest nerb but not any kind of geek. Boba Fett is my father and my lover. Now you too know Bara's secret
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Your cleverness Taco has garnered great respect from me. But your still a Taco
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and your still a panda.
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And your still a.....a lot of things.
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alot of great things!/me does a mysterious shot with the panda.
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Of course Taco knows your secrets... Taco is all knowing!
Bara's secret:
Secretly, I hate Fallen Earth.. prefer quiet books to explosions and am the world's biggest nerb but not any kind of geek. Boba Fett is my father and my lover. Now you too know Bara's secret
fucking liar
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Exactly the kind of evasive response I'd expect from a person trying desperately to protect their secrets once exposed!
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fucking liar
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*Drunk from shot drunk with PUR.
"La....law.......lawlz."
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*looks at panda*
WTF?
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*Stumbles over to Bara and puts and arm around him.
"Wya shee Bara, when a man wuves a womun..."
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I had sex ed panda boy, not get your arm off of me...it scares me....
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/me stumbles over to bara and puts his arm around him from the other side.
"well juuu she bara..... sex ed is stuuuupishd...... we got together some cash and ummm..... oh yeash we boughtsh you a hoooook..*hiccup*.....hooker. happy no-virginity bara!"
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wait, does she have STDS?
*looks down at his feet8
Down boy!
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nah she's clean.
/me tosses bara in a bedroom with the tramp and locks the door and seals it completely with a spell that will only open when bara has finaly become a man.
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*pounds on the door a bit, then turns to the hooker*
Sooooo.....where are you from?
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/me and the panda are outside rooting you on and eating taco's..... wait thats tacoman...... oh well he sure is tasty.
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You know, i think that is a guy.
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DO IT! or i'm gunna send in the gayboys to make you fabulous and make you a man all at once.
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*busts down the door, and through the smoke and haze, Bara walks out*
Dude, i am not screwing a guy.
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well said, but here you can have my hooker, shes100% clean and shes a chick, but i would suggest puttin on that condom over there. just my opinion!
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wait, does she have STDS?
If by STDS you mean Some Tight Damn Snatch, then yes.
*Taco replaces the eaten sections of his shell and hangs an "All you can eat buffet" sign around his neck*
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well said, but here you can have my hooker, shes100% clean and shes a chick, but i would suggest puttin on that condom over there. just my opinion!
Well of course shes a chick now...but about three weeks ago she was a panda-tacoman hybrid. Ooohh...all you can eat...wait..whats that fine print?
All you can eat buffet
Before the poison laced meat gets you!
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Before the poison laced meat gets you!
Pff that's silly, There's no meat in me.. I happen to be poison laced tofu filled.
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Before the poison laced meat gets you!
Pff that's silly, There's no meat in me.. I happen to be poison laced tofu filled.
But if people think its poison laced meat instead of poison laced tofu more people might eat it. Especially if it is poison laced panda meat instead of a tofu knock-off of poison laced panda meat.
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Bara just remember, if your a sticky situation, and she has a dick, just go with it!
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Before the poison laced meat gets you!
Pff that's silly, There's no meat in me.. I happen to be poison laced tofu filled.
But if people think its poison laced meat instead of poison laced tofu more people might eat it. Especially if it is poison laced panda meat instead of a tofu knock-off of poison laced panda meat.
That may be so... but all I really have to do is remind people that mushrooms work because of the kind of poison in them and suddenly most everyone is a taker (and yes it is that kind of poison)
*Taco nibbles on his tofutastic awesomality and begins seeing fantastic colours and gnomes in various states of undress*
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Taco has a gnome fetish. Inform the authorities.
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What man doesn't fantasize about seeing little statue people in different positions that involve a pole or table top?.....
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*Calls the authorities*
Yes, I'd like to report that I have a gnome fetish..... yes..... uh huh..... alrighty... sounds good *hangs up*
They're sending more gnomes! :wb: :whip:
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Gnomes...
*gets a idea, and runs out of the traven*
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Oh god Bara.
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took long enough....
/me tosses a gnome at the tacoman.
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Drunkenly slurring from across the bar, Alana shouts over, "Have I ever told you guysh about Benny the Dwarf? An ol' friend a' the fam'ly he wash..."
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*comes back with a saw*
Alright, heres my idea. First, we go to some woods, chop down the trees, and make gonmes for Taco. While he is...doing whatever he does, we sneak into his house, and steal all of his tacos. Whos with me?!
And Al, i think Taco has a david bowie satue at his house...
Neil, he has bondage stuff.
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Well, normally I'd ask what's in it for me, but you know what they say - 'a good taco is its own reward'
So, yeah, I'm in.
*grabs an axe*
Trust me, axes are much more fun than saws.
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*Grabs a chainsaw*
alright then, lets go!
*Runs off to find the nearest woods*
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Man, I totally forgot about chainsaws. Coolest tool ever.
*swaps his axe for a chainsaw and follows Bara*
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*chops down the forest, and makes them into gnomes with larry*
Alright then, now, to give them to taco.
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I've just realised this plan isn't very environmentally friendly, but whatever.
*delivers the gnomes anonymously to Taco in the Tavern, so as not to raise suspicion*
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*hops into a truck, honking the horn at larry8
Come on, come on...
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*jumps into the passenger seat*
Calm down, I'm coming.
So...do you know how to drive one of these?
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Of course
*Backs up, and busts down the wall of the traven*
See? I know how to go in revere.
*Drives forward and runs over a old lady*
And i know how to go forward.
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Good enough for me. Drive on!
Actually, hold on. Where are we going?
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Tacos house
*Drives, bashing down walls the entire way there*
I think this is it.
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*Taco sees Bara and Larry drive up to his house while he is sitting on his front porch with a shotgun*
I dun told you kids to stay off my lawn * Taco shoots Bara dead and gives Larry a Taco to leave peacefully*
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Yay, favouritism!
*takes the taco, eats it, then drags Bara away*
Another job well done.
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*Comes back as a ork*
Ah, Fu*K this man...wait a second...
*Notices he has a large axe*
Sweet....
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Yes Bara.... Trust the axe located in MY yard... Good idea
*The axe transforms into a giant axe wielding axedroid and axeaxeinates Bara*
Axeaxeinate -word
1.A method of killing performed by axedroids
2.A lot like assassination, only more so with an axe
3.A ritual of sacrificing the souls of nerd to Taco's dark lord
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I stayed out of this for I reason. I have learned to respect Taco's devious and evil mind.
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ya why do you think that i havent posted in here for so long
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Yes. We are the wise ones.
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;D
We have as much free will as we have imagination.
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suddenly it is found that Neil has gotten himself locked in Tocoman's fetish room which realy only turned out to be a room with alot of rope.
"so umm someone want to let me out? pleeeeease?"
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You really don't get how this room works. *Taco brings out a collection of electric nipple clips hidden under a pile of rope*
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"wait a minute i don't think the wife would approve since she isn't watching......oh god that hurts so good.... i mean honestl..... jusus not the balls..... fuck whats the safe word?"
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*Taco passes the whip to Al'*
Have fun kids. ;)
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inbetween whip cracks and moans neil yells out...
"wait tacooooo!!!! this is a great excuse to throw a houseparty!"
more whipcracks and then just moans.
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Who needs an excuse? *Taco throws a house party after hanging an open for business sign on the dungeon door*
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*looks around, unhurt*
You know, you did say that only hurts NERDS. I'm a geek.
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Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.... nerd.
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geek.
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Sorry, but I have to agree with Bara here.
nerd:
1. A person who, although having good technical or scientific skills, is introspective and introverted
geek:
1. A person intensely interested in a particular field or hobby, generally at the expense of broader social interaction.
2. An unfashionable or socially undesirable person.
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Yes, geek is definitely the better word.
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Still, nerd bothers Bara more... So I'll stick with nerd.
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Hmmm things seem to have quieted down in here... *Taco nukes the Tavern*
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*Taco passes the whip to Al'*
Have fun kids. ;)
This is the. Best. Tavern. Ever.
/me into the dungeon dominatrix-style.
"Neil, darling, it's been far too long..."
/me and locks the door behind her.
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Taco its geek.
By the way, does anybody kmow how to pick a lock?
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I do, but it's my house so I have the key... but leave those two in privacy for a while...
..and just let the cameras do their work
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Good thinking. By the way, i want my whipe back when your done.
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You wouldn't if you knew where it's been. ;D
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never mind.
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*Taco passes the whip to Al'*
Have fun kids. ;)
This is the. Best. Tavern. Ever.
/me into the dungeon dominatrix-style.
"Neil, darling, it's been far too long..."
/me and locks the door behind her.
yes it has been too long my love.
/me enjoys his time VERY much.
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You know, im bored....Time to do what i always do!
*Grabs a random weapon and start shooting Taco*
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Enters the tavern trough the window because of the possibility that they may throw a bound and burning Bara out trough the door.
"Hello everybody. How have you been doing?"
"Could I get a whiskey?"
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*Taco opens a portal to a land where everyone is always kind of hungry, but they're not sure what it is that they're hungry for, so they just say "Bah, I'll have something in a bit once I know what I want" but no matter how much time passes they can never decide what it is that they want, but they know that what's around they don't want so they just keep getting hungrier and hungrier... and throws Bara through the portal sealing him in that hell*
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*walks in through the front door*
Jesus, don't you ever learn taco! i never die!
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I didn't actually kill you... I just sent you to a place where you'd always be hungry and never be able to satisfy that hunger.
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yeah, but hunger kills.
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"All this talk about hunger has gotten me hungry.
I like to order a friggin extra huge steak with fries and a beer. Thank you"
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Does beef work?
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Yes
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Give me a sec
*walks over to taco, chops off his head with a ax, and ribs all the beef from his insides into a bowl and hands it to pach*
Remember its fresh!
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"Judging from the looks it's not fresh"
"I think I wait for Allama to come back and ask her for some food"
Hands Taco his innards back. "Slowly I begin to understand you Mister Taco"
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*Taco refills his shell*
Yeah, well that's the advantage of getting right to the guts of a matter.
*Taco pushes Bara out of the Tavern and locks the doors and windows and starts a roaring fire in the fire place*
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*breaks a window and climbs in*
Jeez, that was to easy.
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*Taco smiles as the silent alarm is tripped, the police roll up and arrest Bara*
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Thanks for coming guys! That taco almost killed me!
*Hands taco a gun*
HE HAS A GUN!
*watches as the police arrest taco and they send him to jail*
Suckers...
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Wait guys, he's on the terrorist watch list * slips the police a $50 and watches as the gun Bara down*
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*climbs over the window*
ha! I never freaking die!
*runs to his stash of guns and began's blazing away at the cops*
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Meh, I'll keep to my kind of blazing...
*Taco pulls out a joint and begins blazing with Niel!* Circles open to everyone :D
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well normally i would jump at that but since you started it ill pass dont know what that is really
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*stops shooting for a monet*
you know towile, you havent drilled me clean through the head yet...
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Oh come on towlie... It's a cheeseburger
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What the hell does chesseburgers have to do with anything?!
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It would seem Bara has already lost the first half of the battle.
Here Bara, I knew you wouldn't get the reference so:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n01NeGoqcBQ&mode=related&search= (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n01NeGoqcBQ&mode=related&search=)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hhiNbi1Y2iM (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hhiNbi1Y2iM)
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well i was doing other thing but if you want me to bara
builds a device with a drill and some other random parts and a table
with some straps and straps bara to it
hahahaha
positions the drill just touching his forehead turns the drill on and flips
a switch and the drill starts to lower slowly and after 10 minutes it kills
bara
i needed to get some of the inner psycho path killer out
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*kicks down the front door*
Its on towile
*grabs a saw, and a hand pump, and makes a device so when bara pumps the hand pump, the saw moves back and forth*
oh, this is going to revenge...
*grabs towile and saws his head off, spraying blodd everywhere*
sucker!
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walk in the tavern
well that wasnt that bad
and my drill guillotine soo kicks your remote saws ass come on a longish 10 min death by drill
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no way, my romete saw is cooler, its a freaking saw! plus, who wants to die from a screwdriver?!
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screw driver?? you know better, it was a 24 volt hammer drill with a 1 inch drill bit ,and you have hand saw
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Hand Saw? whoops, wrong one.
*Picks up his chainsaw*
What handsaw now?!
-
shoots bara is the hear and rigs explosives to all the possible places bara could get in
hahahaha
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*sees all the explosives*
My god, its heaven
*Disarms the explosives and then rearms them, then turns to towile*
He he he..bombas...bomas...
*throws them at towile, making massive craters inside the tavern*
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What does it take to get some peace and quiet around here? Hmmm...
*takes a small box out of his pocket, opens it to reveal an unremarkable red button, presses it, and sits back in satisfaction to prepare for the imminent deaths of everyone in a 50-mile radius*
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Wait! Larry, your kids are at the front door! along with your dog! dont kill your dog!
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*runs to the door, grabs the dog, and places him in the Tavern's everything-proof shelter*
There, crisis averted. And I'm pretty sure I don't have kids.
*shoos away the random children*
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Well, the dogs safe. that's the important thing.
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Yup.
Anyway, what's the hold-up? You should all be dead by now.
*gets out a mobile, dials a number, and starts talking rapidly*
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how long have you been here dont ya know that no one can die
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Pfft. Nobody's been doing it right so far.
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*Taco nukes Larry for ripping off his style*
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Pourquoi?
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ooo καυτή ουσία
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Nuking the Tavern is a Tacomas tradition... where's your holiday spirit?!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! MERRY TACOMAS!
*Taco Nukes all in existence creating blood-thirsty mutant everythings*
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/me isn't affected besides gaining mutant powers similar to those of gambit.
okay now where did we put those playing cards?
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Yay, mutants!
*puts a collar around one of the smaller ones to keep as a pet*
You know, I'm not sure, but I think this used to be Bara.
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realy?
/me blows up the mutant.
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*Taco mutates into a burrito*
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Larry, im right here
*Emrges from underground, shotgun in hand*
Hey, who ever said a guy cant hide underground?! They did it in World war 1!
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And the Vietnam war. I've gotta admit, it's actually a pretty good idea.
*starts digging a series of underground tunnels in preperation for future attacks*
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So it begins, the Tajjitu After-Acpolyse war...
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I know it's going to be a while before we run out of food, but I'd like to point out that I have very little meat on me, and I probably taste horrible. Just, y'know, making that clear.
*gets back to digging*
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Thats why i keep a herd of mutated cows, who crap out meat.
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Ingenious! And incredibly disturbing...
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hey, it will feed us. Plus, with the plumbing, we can drink! plus, i already made sure it isnt pee!
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Uh-huh.
I'm just gonna keep digging until I find water, m'kay?
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ok, suit yourself
*Pops his head up*
Anybody else want to join us?!
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*places a sign next to the hole proclaiming "No Pandas Allowed"*
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Good idea, you dig, ill shoot any pandas that come by here
*Loads his shotgun*
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*digs merrily, singing the Hi-Ho song*
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*Sees something that looks like a panda and shoots it*
Oh...that was taco.... Larry! Dig faster!
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*digs*
Hey, wait, I think I've struck oil!
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Holy crap, Larry, WERE RICH! We have to defned it though. All the others will come down here in hordes...
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*Taco throws a lit match into the oil and watches the tunnels ignite*
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Gah! Hurry, we can still save them!
*grabs buckets of sand from behind the bar and starts pouring it down the hole*
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*Taco throws gasoline into the sands*
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Noooo! Do not want!
*running out of options, Larry begins praying to the gods of Geekalorn*
Man, I hope Bara was right about these gods.
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*A glowing rift opens in the sky in response to Larry's prayer and a "Taco Wins" trophy drops out as the rift closes*
Thank God, literally.
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Hah, I know your game. You're trying to make me think the gods have betrayed me. You just opened a portal to some kind of trophy universe, didn't you? Right? The gods wouldn't really betray me like that...would they?
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What if I'm just God?
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I find that highly implausible.
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Blasphemy!
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*points out that claiming to be God is also blasphemy*
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Only if it isn't true ;D
P.S. Nice vote... copycat :-P
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So, do you have any proof of your godliness?
P.S. Honestly, I only noticed they were the same after I'd voted.
*puts on Doctor Evil voice*
We're not so different, you and I...
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*Taco gets Bara laid*
Do you need a bigger miracle to prove my godliness?
P.S. Flem ripped us both off :D
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"Oh Pha oooh you are so big...."
ps. you guys are freaking sheep.
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Sheep? Bah to that...
Wait a minute....
Bah?!
That's what sheep say!
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Sheesh! That was overdramatic.
Also, I really should say 'sheesh' more often.
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*Taco gets Bara laid*
Do you need a bigger miracle to prove my godliness?
P.S. Flem ripped us both off :D
you got me laid with Larrys dog, and under gunpoint.
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What the hell, Taco?! Why would you do that? That's just sick!
Well, that settles it. You clearly aren't God. Although you may well be Satan.
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Burn the Evil One!
*grabs a Torch and a Pitchfork*
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Torches and pitchforks are so outdated. Get with the times, man!
*grabs a flamethrower and machine gun*
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Man, your right
*Grabs a chainsaw and a flamethrower*
Kill the Hertic!
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Wait, where is he?
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*looks around*
Just burn the place!
*Starts unleashing flame everywhere*
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*joins Bara in setting everything on fire, including himself*
Gah! Fire hot! Eh, whatever.
*continues to torch the place, laughing manically*
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Isnt this fun? Wait, i think i see him! hes in the kitchen!
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Ok let's look over the main idea:
1) Taco is the devil
2) The devil lives in hell
3) Hell is full of eternally burning flames
4) Our response is to burn Taco
Can anyone else see the fault here?
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He's trying to distract us with logic! Get him!
*charges forward with the flamethrower*
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WAAAAAGHHHHH!!!!!
*Rushes taco*
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*sets Taco on fire and runs away quickly*
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*starts up his chainsaw, cuts off tacos legs, then runs off with larry*
You know, this is fun
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Yup. Who shall we randomly attack next?
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*looks around*
hmmm....
*Unleashes some flame at larry*
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The joke's on you, dude. I'm already on fire.
*flames Bara*
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*Cuts off larrys legs*
Sucker
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*looks up at the advancing Bara*
Oh, great. There is nowhere to run, and I have no feet.
*picks up his flamethrower and flames madly in Bara's direction*
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Hot hot hot!
*cuts off larrys arms*
Now you cant use the flamer!
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'Tis just a flesh wound!
*starts gnawing at Bara's ankles*
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*Taco throws Larry and Bara through a portal into paintball world*
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*hops out of the portal, covered in paint*
Dammit, I need some more limbs.
*hops into his regeneration chamber and walks out as good as new*
That's better.
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*comes out of the portal, and shoots at larry with the paintball gun*
I win!
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/me hands the boys halo 3 in hopes that they may quiet down so ha can have a peacful drink.
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Woot HST Avatar... *Taco gives Niel a Bacardi in honour of Bat Country*
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/me drinks the bacardi then throws it.
"what are you trying to poison me!"
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"Here Neil. Have a Whiskey. Just to be sure I brought my own along. Can't trust a living Taco it seems."
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"indeed. thank you my friend."
/me drinks some of the trustworthy brew.
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*Taco steals Niel!'s black suitcase*
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/me runs after the taco man hoping he can regain his items.
"Oh Phather please let me get my suitcase of ummmm..... stuff...... back. please Phather."
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Takes up a fork and throws it between Taco's legs making him stumble.
The takes Neils suitcase and returns it to him.
"As I said. Taco's you can eat them but you can't thrust them. Have another shot"
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Yes... you caught me... now I shall leave *Taco jumps into a portal while clutching something under his shirt, the portal is closed before Niel! can notice that the case is much lighter*
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*whips out his portal gun, creates a portal, and chases Taco*
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Man, i need one of those
*Follws Larry and they arrive in tacos portal ending area*
So, this is what tacos portal end looks like? There sure is a lot of tacos
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Ah, so this is where he keeps them all. I assume he's just waiting for the right moment to unleash them upon the world. Well, not on my watch!
*begins setting fire to all the tacos*
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*The fire causes a mass bloom of Taco spores and they begin multiplying at an exponential rate, the vastly increased Taco army begins pouring through various portals and a war to control all dimensions, first stop... Panda Dimension*
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Holy crap larry, we need to get to the Geek dimension before taco gets there! Fire up the portal gun!
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*Taco skews the sub-quantum matrix of Bara's portal sending him to the Nerd Dimension and frying the gun trapping him there*
*The Tacos invade the geek dimension and flood the geek cities with hot sauce drowning all*
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*presses the Geek spaceship, and they fly to the nerd Demisosn*
Onward! Kill the Nerds!
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/me is content back at the tavern.
" i had wondered whren it would finally quiet down..."
/me pulls out the good liquor.
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*Meanwhile, Larry fights his way through the hordes of tacos to reclaim his portal gun. He snatches it up, opens a portal to a random dimension, and escapes through it, closing it behind him*
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The dungeon door suddenly opens and Alana walks out, stretching and yawning. "Oh, hello my handsome manly-wife! That looks tasty," she says as she sips Neil's drink. "Took me a while to sleep off, that did. Have I missed anything interesting?"
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*Fighting his way through the nerds, Bara watches as the Geek flag is raised*
Yey!
*Shoots some random nerd*
If only Larry was here...
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*Taco opens a portal through which a pool table drops out*
Anyone up for a game?
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*Hops out of the new geek demisoin*
Your on
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*Taco sweeps the table*
You rack Bara
*Bara racked the balls and found one to be astray. Taco pulls a ball from the corner pocket and tosses it to Bara. The ball looked a little funny and was recognized to be a grenade just slightly before exploding in Bara's face*
*Taco straightens his hat and dusts off his shirt*
Looks like I... blew the competition away *Dry little laugh*
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*With half his face blown out. Bara grabs a baseball bat and procceds to beat taco with it*
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*Taco just ignores the wiffel bat and orders a whiskey sour*
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*drops through a portal (spilling Taco's drink) and orders a Bloody Mary, before going to set up the pool table*
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Darn you, whiffle ball dat. I hoped you could damage taco. But no, now i have to go grind some more, and get my level up 5 more.
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I have GM powers Bara
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Damn, i need to go find some uber n00bs.
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*Taco points Bara in the direction of a mirror* You'll find them there
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im not a noob....
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Those poor people are trapped in some crazy mirror dimension? We have to help them!
*smashes the mirror, revealing absolutely nothing behind it*
Oh. Well, these next seven years are gonna suck.
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It's actually absolutely nothing back there... there's not even a wall back there :o
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*gets sucked into the vacuum*
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Trick or Treat!
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I opt for trick
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/me eats a taco for his treat.
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Damn Hitler
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/me eats a taco for his treat.
*Taco rises up as a zombie and begins to feast upon brains*
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oh god
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You've never been safer in this Tavern Bara
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Why?
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*Taco resumes his brain eating*
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Wait, i get it now!
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Defense rests.
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*puts on a steel helmet*
I'd like to see you try to get at my brains now, you stupid zombie.
*collapses under the weight of the helmet*
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/me hands out zombie survival guides which read.....
rules on how to fight zombies.
1) hug the zombie.
2) give it a kiss.
3) ask if its hungry.
4) if all else fails Bara makes a good shield.
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*Zombie Taco uses a giant magnet to immobilize Larry and uses an ice cream scoop to punch through the neck to the sweet sweet brains*
Bara won't make a good shield since no zombie hungry for quality brains would bother.
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Luckily, I keep all my brains in my ribcage.
*fakes zombism to get close to Taco, then thwacks him with a shovel*
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Can ya dig it!
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Um, yes?
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*buries Zombie in sewer sludge and pumps the lot into a fermenting chamber to produce bio-gas*
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*Taco opens a portal from under the sewage sludge to over Bara's head and lets gravity work it's magic*
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/me cleans the mess by forcing Bara to consume it.
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*Taco drinks to ease to pain of his demotion*
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/me drinks to ease the sadness within his heart.
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*Taco takes out a violin and begins to plays a gypsies song of the wandering blues*
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/me makes cherry blossoms fall in the background and removes Bara from the picture entirely.
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Locked thread? Now the forum can never be pwned again!
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*mourns that the ultimate cookie thread has been locked*
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To ensure that Death can never pwn the forum either.
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indeed. i had enough of the pwning and besides now that i am death i can't be pwned.
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Wait till Bill and Ted dust off their copy of battleship
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lol. by the way do you know where the "famous last words" thread is located?
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Isn't that in General?
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jeus christ, how come whenever im gone something happens to me?
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It's not exactly like we stop attacking you when you're around either.
*Taco trout smacks Bara*
:trout:
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*Bara attacks Taco with a pillow*
:fight:
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*hits bara and Taco with a fish and a pillow*
:trout: :fight:
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*Grabs a chainsword from emp and proceeds to hack up the new guy*
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*impales Barak on a demonic force-weapon and places him as a bizzare, and now immortal wall decoration, for ever on writhing in pain over the mantle piece*
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Quick! Uber hax time!
*Becomes a uber Catchan*
Its on
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*Taco sits this battle out and pours a glass of wine for himself and one for Al'*
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Wait a second, shouldn't i roll a morale check?
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Only if the extension of your force of will is to be determined by dice
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what about shooting phase?
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I shoot not with my hand.
I shoot with my mind.
My target is connected to me.
Now we dance the dance of doom.
A straight line and an endless cycle;
an infinite curse carried in a few grams of lead.
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no, i mean i need like a 4+ or something to hit.
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This isn't DnD chief
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i know, this is warhammer 40,000. fool.
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Actually it's the Taijitu Tavern
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Read up on the rules for force weapons my friend, I roll to hit, to wound and then an optional psychic test for the weapon to see if it autokills it's victim provided it scores a wound and the victim has more than one. (A3+D6, WS 5, S4) And a force weapon is a kind of power weapon so no armour saves.
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*Taco throws a 10,000 sided die at Emp*
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*Pachamama catches the die. "Wow that was missing in my collection. Thanks Taco-man"
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dudes, thats one weapon. Heck, i had to get out my rulebook for a second.
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Vote Taco for Divine Emperor
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Well, fortunately, in the game there are no demonic force weapons, just demonic weapons (+1D6 or 2D6 attacks, no armour save with a wound on the striking model if one or more 1's are rolled) OR force weapons (with the psycic test for autokills and still no armour save) so no extra D6 attacks for a psyker. :P But my Sorceress in Terminator armour with mark of Tzeentch is still an awsome piece on the gaming table. :wb:
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Does anyone here speak non-nerd?
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Speak what?
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I'm fairly good at translating nerd into English; as far as I understand it, he compared your mother to a walrus. Are you really going to stand for that?
*sits back to watch the fight*
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Shut up larry.
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Talk to the hand, man.
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Hello hand, my name is bara.
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Hell no!
*breaks off the leg of a bar stool and does a text-book impaling of Larry's heart.*
There, now Taco, let's settle this the manly way, a drinking contest followed by a matching game of which of the Taijitu ladies faces in the pictures above the bar belongs to which semi-nude body, eh?
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*grabs his heart back from Emp, gets it beating again with a nearby defibrillator, and shoves it back into his chest*
So, you're going to have a drinking contest?
*sneaks over to the beer barrels with a bottle of poison*
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Larry, i think the hand doesnt like me....its making sexual remarks at me....
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*grabs a knife and chops off the hand*
Happy now?
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HAHA! You chopped off the hand that he used to hold the vial of poison!
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Agh! Dammit!
*picks up the hand carefully*
You know, I've just realised that all this is inevitably going to lead to an awful pun about second-hand shops, so I'm just going to wrap this up now and go to a hospital.
*leaves*
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wow, that guy was a idiot.
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Hell no!
*breaks off the leg of a bar stool and does a text-book impaling of Larry's heart.*
There, now Taco, let's settle this the manly way, a drinking contest followed by a matching game of which of the Taijitu ladies faces in the pictures above the bar belongs to which semi-nude body, eh?
Well that should be easy since I took most of those pictures. *Taco slams back some shots and uses the empty shot glasses to build a 1/10th scale replica of the Taj Mahal*
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*knocks into the glasses*
You know taco, your picking that up.
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Alrighty *Taco smooshes Bara's face into the broken fragments of glass until they get good and stuck in there* There, all picked up but you gotta clean up that blood.
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"So it seems it is not computer games but Taco's that bring violence into the world. Who would have thought that of all things?"
"So is this poison hydrocyanic acid? I like the taste of almonds."
Grabs a bottle and takes a sip.
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wheres a vampire where you need one? and wheres the Bara Aid Kit? i need the "In Case of Taco Attacks me" section.s
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In case Taco attacks:
Put your head between your legs and kiss your ass good-bye
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no, i have a anti-taco spray in there.
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*Taco points out that anti-Taco spray is made by one of Taco's companies and is actually just water*
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*sprays Taco with ionized heavy water*
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hows that supposed to work?
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Umm... weigh him down in soggy clothes and give him a double-sided pneumonia?
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/me comes for Bara's mind, but realizes he took it long ago.
"who do i have to fuck to get a drink around here."
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I think that would be Larry...
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"Even without sexual intercourse I would fill your glass. There is no one behind the counter anyway. So what do you want to drink?"
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*runs behind the counter*
i is the bartender.
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"I would like a "Pangalactic Thunderhammer" then"
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Umm... weigh him down in soggy clothes and give him a double-sided pneumonia?
*Taco removes all his clothes as a defense from the ionized heavy water*
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"crown royal, straight up."
/me averts his eyes from the shelless taco.
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This is great, I can feel the breeze on my stuffing
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Taco, your werid.
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Uh...huh...
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see my signature....
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*Walks in to bar*"Hi, can I have a cookie and some milk?"
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"Wow a new face. First cookie is on me"
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i dont like milk. never did like the taste. tasted werid to me....yeah.
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Milk is awesome. You clearly aren't drinking it properly.
Man, I want some milk now.
*goes out to find a cow*
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(http://picayune.uclick.com/comics/ch/1993/ch930611.gif)
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Hmmm... I like milk, with reduced fat content (1,5% total)
I wonder if Barak was brought up on formula...
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I like milk. Very much so.
But if I drink it too often I get lots of slime in my throat. :'(
Wonder why that is.
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You probably have a minor lactose intolerance or something like that.
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Either that or the cows are taking their revenge on your throat
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(http://picayune.uclick.com/comics/ch/1993/ch930611.gif)
and that, is why i dont drink milk. and i dont like the taste.
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Would you drink pasteurized human milk then Barak?
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nope. my mom said i never had that when i was a baby. then, she said when i first had milk from a cow, i spat it out.
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Rat milk! I'm outraged Fat Tony, you promised me dog or higher!
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i googled the joke. its from The Simpsons
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You really shouldn't have to google Simpson's references. You uncultured swine.
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You uncultured swine.
It's just a little airborne, it's still good! It's still good!
It's gone, Dad.
I know.
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(http://picayune.uclick.com/comics/ch/1993/ch930611.gif)
and that, is why i dont drink milk. and i dont like the taste.
That's good but still like the taste. Remember when i did a food tech qualification (cooking) at school and it had this program to work how much fat etc was in your food by entering the amounts of each ingredients and under milk was the option of human milk...
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ok....
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It is too much for Bara's brain to handle. If it is overworked anymore, it will combust.
s*s+(78)x[y(xz+98)]=2 Find z!
*Prays
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s*s+(78)x[y(xz+98)]=2 Find z!
^
L Right there!
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z = 2-s2 - 98
78xy x
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Bartender a round of green waffles
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And decayed panda meat. We probably have some in the cabinet.
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I'll have a Pink waffle please.
Gotta remember your manners.
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You should try these green waffles, they emit no greenhouse gases and are made from 100% recycled bagels.
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Yeah, that's all well and good, but:
A) They aren't pink!
B) They aren't actually waffles. Just reconstituted bagels.
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*walks back from the bathroom with the waffles on the plate*
Dont be too sure bout that Akka
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What? That the waffles are real or that they wont kill me (coming from the bathroom and all that)?
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oh they'll kill ya. be sure of that. and...i think there real
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Real Pink waffles wouldn't hurt a fly!
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there greenish brown.
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Okay, they'll hurt you from a mile away!
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eat the waffles.
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Never!!!
I'll get drunk instead.
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these are beer batered.
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Not good enough!
I need saki!!!!
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*baters the waffles with saki*
Here you go
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I don't want it to kill me. God, I just want a shot.
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*drains the wafles into a glass*
Here you go
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Never mind, I'll just have a cranberry juice please.
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it is
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No, it's Greeny/brown saki soaked waffle in a shot glass. About as far from cranberry juice as you can get. God, so hard to find good help these days :whip:
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yeah, but those elements make cranberry juice!
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Not so. Surprisingly, it is cranberries that make cranberry juice.
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liar!
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Really? Prove it.
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*takes the cup, and opens akkas mouth.*
Here*
*pours it down akkas mouth.
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....
*decides it's probably best not to get involved, and continues playing snooker*
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thats right!
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Shut up, prawn boy!
*chips a snooker ball, which sails towards Bara's head and hits him with a satisfying thud*
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Spits out disgusting Bara juice. Lucky it wasn't pored down my thought.
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Bara juice? Hmmm, that idea has potential...
*grabs a lemon squeezer and goes to find Bara*
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heh, at least that'll taste better than that stuff he gave me.
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*has a taste of Bara's concoction*
Actually, this stuff isn't bad.
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I never know what you all are talking about in here. :-P
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*Taco constructs a robot and sets it loose to destroy these horrible food monstrosities*
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*Sits back with a some fava beans and a nice chianti. Begins putting lotion on skin.
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Skin or fur? I never know with you.
Now where's my cranberry juice?!?!
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Umm...fur. I just, you know, wanted to put in a movie cameo.
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I'll drink to that!
A drink for my fury friend!!
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movie cameo.
that reminds me of something, 10 pages back.
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Man you got a long memory.
A drink for my long memory'ed friend too!
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yeah, i gerannly rember the big details, but the small details stick to my mind to.
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small details like proper spelling seem to skip right past that mind of your Bara.
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Did you mean "Your's"?
;D
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small details like proper spelling seem to skip right past that mind of your Bara.
Know, why would i want to know that? I iz a ork, and iz made for a fight'n and a winni'n!
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It's an ork, Bara
:trout:
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*shrugs and watches*
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Want a Drink Kor?
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*holds out the drin k he made*
Here ya go.
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Want a Drink Kor?
Just some Lemongrass and Honey tea for me please.
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that'll be a buck 50.
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*Taco gives away free drinks of choice to all*
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*pays emp some chash, and watches the fun commence beginning that involves demons*
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*sneaks in undetected, walks behind Bara, pulls out something shiny and...*
SURPRISE, BARA!
(in the commotion)/me steals Bara's free drink.
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its a ghost !!!!!!
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hehehe... want me to take YOUR drink, rebel? I'll scare ya all the way t' the other side of Mason-Dixie...
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bring it yank ;D
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(reminder that I'm from Texas... ;) )
An' the scariest ghosts are Texan, y'know...
Boo, reb...
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the the south aint never scared especially of anything from texas
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Does the fact that we can secede, which will drive oil prices in the rest of the US further up, scare ya?
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it make us southerners look better w/o yall then the south would rise up
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*Taco drinks some whiskey and takes shots at any 10 gallon hats he sees*
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*drinks Baileys*
So, whats happened with the MoD and Senate applications? Applied to both a while ago and nothing has happened yet...
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*Drinks poision....*
:drunks:
Any medic in room?
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Nope...
:shrug:
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Tal! Your Back! YEAH!!!!
By the way, ill fix him up...he he he
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By the way, ill fix him up...he he he
Worries about Magial
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*Adds a cyborg arm, and removes the head, adding a dogs head, and fianlly gibing him a transplat of skin*
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No better surgeon to trust then one who can't spell transplant... or giving for that matter.
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Ooohh! Can I assist?!
*adds a minor demonic implant in the form of three eye-stalks and an obscene purplish tentacle*
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Sweet! Alright Mag, rise, and Serve Tzeentch! And Selgrix!
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Al' I advice you to keep a healthy distance to the chaos spawn, I don't think your boyfriend would apprecciate if you got too close ;)
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you know Emp, if IM part of your chaos warband, then isnt there suoopse to be somebody we fight?
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Is there an age limit on the Tavern?
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13 or older.
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i say 14
:clap:
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no, 13 or older.
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Hmmmm
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yep.
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Although if you're 13 you can only have apple juice from a sippy cup
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16 or 18 then? :P
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Well, how about you do the fighting Barak and I do the patching up and recruiting.
And I say 22 for males, 15 for females O:-)
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15 for females O:-)
Age is so non-specific, couldn't we just determine an appropriate factor of "ripeness"
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I think we can reach a deal on that Taco :p
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Although if you're 13 you can only have apple juice from a sippy cup
*looks at his sippy cup*
Crap! Its only Gatorade!
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Apple juice ONLY! Gatorade is a bit too stiff for you yet kid.
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That means...im a gotardeohllic! NOOOOOO!
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lulz
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15 for females O:-)
Age is so non-specific, couldn't we just determine an appropriate factor of "ripeness"
:o
Please tell me your not a 30 year old man...
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Well, I am a 23 year old man, and loves to joke around with things like theese just to see how far the joke can go before somone reacts.
I belive Taco is somewhere between 14 and 17 but I might be wrong.
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I'm not 30 but I'm into my late 20's... Still alive enough to crack a joke as it were.
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Sorry Taco ;)
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It's all good yo
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Its strange, talk away like this but do we know anything about each other really? Maybe that is the beauty of it...
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in a way, we all know each toher. For example, when i happy, i think of Taco, emp,Pach, Al, Khab, and so on and so on. When im mad, i think of Alger. (Go figure).
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Awwwww.... I'm the first thought on the happiness scale... :wb:
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yep.
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know what hasnt happened here in a wile ;D
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He's dead on the inside already.
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lets make the outside match the inside
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Oh, and to relate to my joke-post asking for a 22 yo limit for males while only 15yo limit for females in the tavern, 15 is the age one is allowed to have sex at in Sweden.
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16 in the UK
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That's why ripeness is a very good concept :-P
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i forgot in the US. But, hey, if there was a hot naked chick, and i had a condom, and she wanted sex...then...yeah.
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i forgot in the US. But, hey, if there was a hot naked chick, and i had a condom, and she wanted sex...then...yeah.
Ur 13 right, can u get the condom on (understand what im saying...)?
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*Translation: Is your anatomy even developed enough so that the condom doesn't slip off when it shouldn't
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well, this one 13 year old had but sex with the other girl, and the codom didnt slip off then.
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This is going to places were I am not sure I want to follow. ::)
"Barkeeper can I have another triple Whiskey?"
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*dives to the bar*
That will be 50 bucks, and you have 300 dollar tip.
What? Warhammer 40k isnt cheap!
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Could someone please replace the bartender with a person who has a less expensive hobby?
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i play airsoft to.
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A glass of water then please.
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2.50.
*hans pach some water*
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*Translation: Is your anatomy even developed enough so that the condom doesn't slip off when it shouldn't
Thank you for that! lol.
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i dont even want to think about that
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Saunters in and sits at an available stool between two strangers..addressing the bartender says, " I think, therefore I am.".....(then disappears)
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Intreseting fact, Descartes never said the 'therefore', that was added later. He said: "I think, I am"
je pense, je suis
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Could someone please replace the bartender with a person who has a less expensive hobby?
My hobby goes straight into my veins... that'll be $7.50
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ha! mine was 2.50 for water!
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*Taco shoots Bara*
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*turns into a zombie*
Taco....Sucks.....
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Indeed *Taco turns into a black hole and compresses Bara to a singularity*
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Much of a loss?
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Intreseting fact, Descartes never said the 'therefore', that was added later. He said: "I think, I am"
je pense, je suis
Well...there you have it! Evidently, Descartes hasn't visited this tavern! I mean, apparently he thought and whoever visited hadn't (with considerably differing results)...another fine example of transformed in translation, history revisited and revisioned...By the way, nice to meet you- I'm B9 (extends hand) I think I'd like a drink although they seem quite pricey here- what do you recommend?
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Welcome Mr. B9.
I would say the water here is reasonably priced.
But as these two money grabbers are occupied I will take the bar.
What would you like?
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...(groggy throat cleaning sound) Oh shoot, I overdelayed bleaching my moustache again....um...that's MS.B9, thank you...toasting with water does not bring good fortune- and as things are, I haven't yet been able to figure out how I can earn money in this region to afford a REAL drink..so I think I'll just sit here- if that's ok....( and see if any transvestites take pity on me)
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"Well in that case I will invite you. As you are new here that's your first drink aaaand first one is on the house."
*Takes a look over the bottles behind the bar.*
"So what you want?"
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*Taco opens a portal from which beer flows*
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BOOM!thought that might be fun
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"Well in that case I will invite you. As you are new here that's your first drink aaaand first one is on the house."
*Takes a look over the bottles behind the bar.*
"So what you want?"
So very generous of you, thank you...let's celebrate! I hope that big boom a bit back was the sound of a dry Prosecco bottle being opened..( certainly some poor client is currently removing the cork, aimed at his heart, from his ear cavity) If so, a tall tulip shaped glass of the chilled bubbly would be wonderful..Let's celebrate with a toast to new and old times!
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*walks in from the back, all smoky*
Nope. turns out, we have a taco-bomb in the buildling, and it prematured denoted while i was trying to defuse it....so, yeah.
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There's always Taco-bombs in the building, you're best just to ignore them and to avoid invoking my wrath.
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sorry...
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Well, it's been a while since I came in here.
Barman! Bring me a malt whisky, with extra gravy!
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That's $ 4 Sir.
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Crazy American money. So that's, what, £2?
*hands over the money and takes his drink*
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*wakes up*
Who are you peolpe?
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Ah, well, that's the big question, isn't it? Can any of us truly know who we are? What is identity, if not a falsehood generated by our own unreliable perceptions? Who can truly fathom the inner workings of the mind?
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ill just go back to sleep.
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Good idea. Allow me to help you.
*knocks Bara unconscious with a plank of wood*
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thanks
*starts dreaming about the Imperial Guard*
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*turns to the stranger sitting next to him*
So, you come here often?
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*wakes up*
Yeah.
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I wasn't talking to you.
*shoots Bara in the face*
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*blinks*
Ow....
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Man, you must have one helluva good immune system.
*shoots Bara a bit more*
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Ow...stop it....
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Alright, fine. Want a drink?
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Ah, well, that's the big question, isn't it? Can any of us truly know who we are? What is identity, if not a falsehood generated by our own unreliable perceptions? Who can truly fathom the inner workings of the mind?
" The shadow knows..."
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Really?
*starts interrogating his own shadow*
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That thing isn't going to give you any answers unless we force it too *Taco takes a bright spotlight and begins moving it towards the shadow* Tell us what we want to know shadow or else... *Taco shines the light onto the shadows hand making it disappear*
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That thing isn't going to give you any answers unless we force it too *Taco takes a bright spotlight and begins moving it towards the shadow* Tell us what we want to know shadow or else... *Taco shines the light onto the shadows hand making it disappear*
yeah, Peter Pan's shadow escaped too--and good thing...that's how he found Wendy.
More bubbly please...
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*looks at his shadow*
YOU LIED TO ME!
*starts attacking his own shadow, and gets his ass kicked*
HOLY CRAP!
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*prepares to fight his shadow*
Okay, shadow, we're exactly the same in every respect, and I know all your moves. Therefore, I have the upper hand.
*punches the wall and breaks his fist*
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sucker...
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*prepares to fight his shadow*
Okay, shadow, we're exactly the same in every respect, and I know all your moves. Therefore, I have the upper hand.
*punches the wall and breaks his fist*
Oofaa-that must hurt...keep still...let me set it for you..*carries a bar stool out to the street and breaks a leg off of it..-returns* this will do until we get you to a medic.
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You guys are taking shadow boxing to new highs
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alas when new highs become new lows...
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*prepares to fight his shadow*
Okay, shadow, we're exactly the same in every respect, and I know all your moves. Therefore, I have the upper hand.
*punches the wall and breaks his fist*
Oofaa-that must hurt...keep still...let me set it for you..*carries a bar stool out to the street and breaks a leg off of it..-returns* this will do until we get you to a medic.
"We won't need a medic."
*Takes out a pistol and shoots Larry trough the head.
Then watches as Larry walks in trough the door brand new*
"See this is how it works here. Much faster than a medic and no charge on your social card"
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Thanks, guys. I've learnt my lesson. From now on, me and my shadow are living peacefully together.
*Larry orders two beers, realises his shadow can't drink, so drinks them both himself*
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How about turning some lights on???
(you figure out if i meant the head or room...)
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*prepares to fight his shadow*
Okay, shadow, we're exactly the same in every respect, and I know all your moves. Therefore, I have the upper hand.
*punches the wall and breaks his fist*
Oofaa-that must hurt...keep still...let me set it for you..*carries a bar stool out to the street and breaks a leg off of it..-returns* this will do until we get you to a medic.
"We won't need a medic."
*Takes out a pistol and shoots Larry trough the head.
Then watches as Larry walks in trough the door brand new*
"See this is how it works here. Much faster than a medic and no charge on your social card"
*kills both pach and larry*
They knew how to walk through the door unharmed...i did it first...
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*Taco fakes his death and another Taco walks through the door. The original Taco stands back up*
Now you have to deal with two Tacos
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*eats both tacos, let lets out a massive fart8
oh yeah
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Presumably, now you've eaten both Tacos, both of them are going to walk through the door again. There's only one solution.
*blows up the door with a rocket launcher*
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*The door having been shattered into 10,000 pieces results in 20,000 Tacos walking in*
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Egad! We're gonna need a lot of flamethrowers...
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We got plenty *The Alpha Taco gives a flamethrower to each of his 19,999 comrades and begins to torch everything non-Taco in sight*
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*ducks out of the Tavern to avoid the flames, then sends in his horde of mongeese to eat all the Tacos*
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Mongeese are not so flame retardant as you'd think... *Taco takes a bite of char-broiled mongeese*
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Damn pet shop lied to me...
Let's hope these fireproof turtles fare better.
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Opens a dimensional gateway to the Taco home world were all Tacos can live in peace and bliss unhindered.
"There you go guys"
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*watches the Tacos leaving through the gateway*
Peaceful solutions, huh? Interesting.
*throws a couple of grenades through the portal and seals it*
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No! to fire some rounds in there. crap.
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Sorry, the portal's sealed forever. Just shoot Pach for a while instead.
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but...hes my friend...
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Alright, here.
*hands Bara a life-sized Taco voodoo doll*
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*stabs taco voodo a lor*
BURN!
*burns the voodoo doll*
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*The Tacos suck Larry through a portal into the Taco dimension where they drain all his blood for throwing that hand grenade*
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thats gotaa hurt.
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Indeed it must, Bara. But not as much as 10,000 needles drawing your blood out simultaneously while you are slowly stretched and ripped limb from limb. I'd much rather prefer the gun to the head, like this.
*Draws Luger from holster and shoots Bara 'tween the eyes*
Don't worry, y'all. It won't hurt 'im. Just for demonstration purposes, y'know.
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Its nice to have Tal back. I wonder when he will be out of college?
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As soon as the Dean discovers it was Tal who put that bra wearing goat in his office
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ah.
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SSH! No one must ever no that!
*stabs one of the Tacos Assassin's creed style*
Yah, so guys. I'm on break starting tomorrow. So... I'll be on IRC ev'ry now and then, so get on!
...
Oh, yeah. Larry, you dropped this...
*hands Larry the grenade, which seemed to have been a dud*
You do realize, Larry, that throwing grenade pins at people is just rude, right?
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You mean I got all my blood sucked out by tacos for nothing? *sigh* Story of my life.
*opens a portal to the hospital dimension*
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sucker
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*returns from hospital as good as new*
Who's laughing now, eh?
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im not.
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Well...good.
*orders a drink*
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ok.
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*sups contentedly*
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*sups contentedly*
tsk tsk tsk.
*sups contentedly*
is supposed to be this
*sips contentedly*
there we go.
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Firstly, you? Correcting spelling? It boggles the mind.
Secondly, sup (http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/sup) is a perfectly cromulent word.
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hey! on kent island, we say sip.
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Your choice, but sup is a much cooler word.
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this is sup
(http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Sup-Dog-Magnet-C11751592.jpeg)
This is sip
(http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/53/51/23465153.jpg)
do you see know?
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Well, I also regularly use "'Sup?" as a greeting, as well as using it to mean sip. It's just such a good word.
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just use sup as a gretting, not meaning to sip.
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You can't tell me how to talk, man! Stop oppressing me! I have the right to free speech!
Ah, whatever, if it'll make you shut up.
*sips his drink*
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yey!
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S'up guys *Taco sups his drink while eating his supper*
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Wow. Bara correcting other peoples spelling. :o
This is the day.
*Runs out to see if gold is raining from the sky*
*Returns with his hands full of gold and some massive bruises on his head"
"Ouch, Yessss I am - ouch- rich -ouch- ,drinks for everybody."
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glug glug glug
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Wow. Bara correcting other peoples spelling. :o
This is the day.
*Runs out to see if gold is raining from the sky*
*Returns with his hands full of gold and some massive bruises on his head"
"Ouch, Yessss I am - ouch- rich -ouch- ,drinks for everybody."
No pach...it is Doomsday...
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I don't recall doomsday involving rains of gold.
Are you sure it isn't just someone on the roof throwing coins at us?
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*Walks out to take a look. Returns."
"Who would have tought that. Those coins were just parts that fell of that huuuuuge meteorite made of gold coins.
You have to see this. That thing is at least a thousand kilometers in diameter. And it's coming in."
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So all we have to do is create a wormhole which comes out over a thousand miles away, go through it, wait for the meteorite to land, then mine all the gold from it.
What could possibly go wrong?
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With a meteorite that big, fast and massive it would crush the earth.
Something like this.
http://de.youtube.com/watch?v=0t0ruI7KOZg (http://de.youtube.com/watch?v=0t0ruI7KOZg)
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I find that whole scenario highly implausible. Nevertheless, better safe than dead.
*gets out his everything-proof bubble*
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*Pulls out his IGNORE gun, walks out the door and aims it at the approaching meteorite*
"Setting on full ignorance wide spread pattern"
IGNORE
"That is going to take care of that"
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I can't just ignore stuff like that!
Wait, what happens if you're ignoring it and I'm not? Do I still die?
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You know, this is all just part of the MMORPG.
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*Taco loots the golden asteroid and saves the world while making a tidy profit... win/win*
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what about us?
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*Taco kicks Bara in the face*
Anyone else got a problem?
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*rasies his hand*
i do
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*Kicks Bara in the face harder*
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In a classic Romulan pose Pachamama holds up a gold coin.
"This is FAKE"
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i was trying to say that.
*takes the coin and eats it*
its chocolate.
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Well it's still a in for me because I was just going to spend the gold on chocolate.
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can i have some?
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Damn Bara you stole my idea :D
Here you can have some of mine. I caught a lot of the smaller ones from earrr.rrr...rrr.
*Suddenly remembers that he paid drinks for everyone with chocolate gold coins.*
U..U..Uhhmm he he
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*eats the coins*
yummy...
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I don't think anyone will care that you bought drinks with chocolate, seeing as the two of you seem to take turns being the bartender. Anyways, gimme coins!
*bites into a chocolate coin and spits it out*
Ah, you're meant to take the wrapper off first.
*tries again*
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your supposed to do what with the shiny thing?
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I know, it defies all logic. You'd think shiny equals tasty, but alas!
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its so...wrong!
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Nevertheless, the actual chocolate is super-delicious!
*melts a load of coins into liquid and sups the mixture from a glass*
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*steals larrys drink*
Hey, this is survial of the fittest!
*takes out his shotgun*
anybody want to mess with me? thats right...
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You don't scare me!
*takes his drink back*
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*shoots larry*
Shit, were ghosts
*watches as the drink spills onto the floor*
ha ha
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Maybe you're a ghost. I'm quite happily alive in this thread, thank you very much. I tend to think of each thread as an alternate timeline, through which we can travel at will. Things like death are only consistent between threads if you let them be.
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*shoots larry in the head*
Now your a ghost
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I am exhausted. i need a drink. Got anything strong? Like aviation gas.
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how about larrys piss?
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Too weak. I said I need something strong. Maybe I just take a cup of coffee.
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*Taco fires up his proton pack and busts Bara's ghost*
I ain't afraid of no ghost!
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boo
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*Taco fires up his proton pack and busts Bara's ghost*
I ain't afraid of no ghost!
*sings*
Ghost busters...
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*hides*
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I know it's a tad late, but... Bara? Correcting spelling? Secondly...
*puts a chocolate coin in the jukebox and makes it play 'Ghostbusters'*
And last but certainly not least...
*shoots Bara in the head with whatever will knock his form unconscious for at least a few hours*
ahh... peace, if temporary. A drink, then, barkeep. German white wine, Spätlese, at least. Oh, and if ya can, a Riesling, please?
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"Coming right up Sir"
"One Riesling Spätlese 2003. A good year if I may say so. That would be 6 Tai"
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All peace is temporary Tal.
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You're right, Pach. It would be 6 Tai, except I get free drinks after saving the original Tavern several times from the now Bara (among others).
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But no like you havnt got enough money :2c:
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Meh.
*drinks wine*
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haha, what is money?
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*wakes up*
Hi tal!
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just a symbol of value that is commonly accepted...
Bara- s'up?
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*gives tal a thumbs up*
Ok...now to get up...
*trys to, but slips*
On second thought, this is comfy.
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I guess I should say, s'down?
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i dunno
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well... there's a portal to the dimension of cool weapons underneath you...
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REALLY?
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sure... jump in...
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yey!
*jumps into the protal*
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*walks over and peers into the hole*
Did you tell Bara that pit full of spikes was a portal? Why would you even do that?
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seals portal...
Heh... I didn't finish that title. That's the dimension of cool weapons used on you... hehehe.
*finishes glass and pours another from bottle*
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*walks out, carrying a Chaingun, RPG, LAW,shotguns and a cleaver*
That was fun!
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Bara... how many times must I tell you? Only one weapon at a time!
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Sowwy...
*leaves everything but his Chain gun at the portal door*
Can i go back there later?
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No. Now go away before I taunt you a second time-muh.
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man...
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*Taco steals the chain gun and begins shooting chains around the bar*
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*chain fired by Taco hits Talmann's wine bottle. Instantly sober Talmann lashes out*
I KILL YOU!!!
*draws out multiple weapons of massive stature and of technology inconprehensible... aka Bara, Emp, Soly, and Khab*
Fire 1! *throws Emp at Taco*
Fire 2! *throws Khab*
Fire 3! *throws Soly*
Fire 4, with all weapons he's EVER brought in! *Throws Bara*
Now... no way THOSE could've missed...
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*Taco catches Emp and uses him as a club to beat Tal to a pulp*
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*hits taco*
Ow..
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*Throws Bara into a portal to the dimension of purple nurples*
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NOOO!!!!
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pain... must... overcome... and drink... more.. wine....
*staggers to his feet, only to fall down into the wine cellar*
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....
......
..........
werdio
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damn it bara
drunkenly shoots in the area of bara hitting him several times
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im like swiss chesse!
*watches as his stomach flys out*
Damn you....
*eats johhny reb*
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*climbs up the stairs with two bottles of wine in his hands*
...B-..B-bara... ya cain't..e-eat 'im if'n'ya ain't g...got no st-st-stomach...
*burps*
excu-..excuse m-me...
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it just go through me, and he comes out my ass.
*watches as johhny reb comes out of his buttox.*
Ha!
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*at the sight of this, Talmann pukes all over Bara and Johnny*
D-dude... That's disgusting...
*spits, wipes off his mouth and drinks from the bottle*
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*pukes over tal and johhny*
thats sick man!
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Who let you out of the portal! *Taco throws Bara back into the aforementioned portal and seals Bara in*
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"Great now I have to clean up this mess here."
*Takes a huge broom and swipes everything including Tal and Jhonny out the door.*
"This job ain't paying enough for the trouble it gives."
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*sneaks back into the wine cellar through the back entrance*
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*skids back into the tavern*
They kicked me out. i was too annnyonig.
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*pops his head up from the cellar*
Y' mean they threw you in, right?
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yeah, i quess so.
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burst back in the front door
hey no one kicks me out
takes the .500 and shoots a in the floor
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*kicks reb out, then makes the tavern johhny reb porff*
That guys werid.
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porff, Bara? Wow, where's that list of your greatest typos, this needs to go on it.
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Seacrh for Baras Typo. that should work.
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That's true. Sometimes it's hard to find because we just ignore your typos anyway.
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yep.
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ignores the "porffing" due to the typo and walks back in shooting many holes in bara afterwords tosses him in to a leaf shredder and makes some shredded bara sandwiches and sells them in a stand by the road
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*wakes up*
That was the weridest dream..EVER
*goes back to sleep*
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*Nukes the tavern*
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*sighs*
Taco, no matter what you do, you cant destory, its a fact of life. no if you'll excuse me, i got to go kill some nucaler wastlenad zombies
*grabs a shotgun and walks out the door*
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As a matter of fact, he's right for a change. You simply CAN NOT destroy the tavern in this reality or another. Myself and Chinese Loyalist built it to withstand everything (you have to when dealing with early Bara, aka Veramark). So, do what you will, the Tavern shall endure, and I shall continue sipping my wine...
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Cool. Now we can sell drinks that glow in the dark. this will help save us the lighting bill.
Talmann you built the Tavern with CL?
I didn't know.
*Pulls out a new bottle of wine for Talmann*
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Correction. Re-built. *Grabs bottle of wine and un-corks it*
Bara nuked the original Tavern (Only made of regular material), so we rebuilt it with materials he couldn't destroy, and lemme tell ya... that wasn't cheap. *takes a swig* Ahh... those were the days... We used to sing, too... but I fear what Bara might do t' the song...
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*walks back in the tavern*
You know, i think i forgot it when me a larry found oil.
-
*walks in, not looking too happy*
Get me something strong, and quick... And damn the one who messes with me this night or Christmas...
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"One Romulan Ale coming right up"
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*glugs it down and is instantly a happy drunk*
h-*hic*Hhey.... Barrra. Sh..shtop movin-nng. *chuckles* Imma g-*hic*gonnna th-throw this knifffe at th-*hic*at bottle r-right nexta yer h-hed...
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*walks back into the tavern*
Hey guys! i just got back from a cruise!
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Welcome back, Happy New Year, and a belated Merry Christmas.
So, where were you cruising?
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belize, Cozmuel and the Grand Caymen Islands.
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Sounds dull.
Want a drink?
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i made it Un-Dull
*pulls out his empty Chain Gun Belt*
Spent all the ammo in Belize
*pulls out a over heated RPG*
Used this in Cozumel
*and puts a empty bag on the table8
Used all the demo charges in Carmen.
And sure, Gatorade,.
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Oh, so that psychotic madman on the news was you?
*orders a Gatorade for Bara, and a manly appletini for himself*
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i was on the news? cool! what they say?
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You know, all the usual stuff. Deranged killed...violent lunatic...wanted dead or alive. That kind of thing.
Why haven't our drinks come yet?
*looks around for the bartender*
Oh, yeah... Bara, get behind the bar.
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ah. still havent found me a i quess
*throws larry his drink, and grabs a *
So, what did you do for chirstmas.
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El zilcho. I never do anything particularly special for Christmas.
*sups his drink*
Well, not long left in the year now. I feel like I should be outside with fireworks or something.
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Or demo charges
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Indeed.
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yep.
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So...
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did you hear about that one guy who went to that one place, and did some stuff, then blew the crap out of everything?
or was that me?
hmmm....
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Yes, I think that sentence accurately describes everything you've ever done.
You should really stop doing that.
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im sorry.
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Whoa, I just noticed the :idk: smiley. When did that get there?
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:shrug:
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It's dull in here... Bara, here have this rubber chain gun. Now it'll bounce of the walls causing three times the destruction. And it's yours! For only 10 easy payments of 500 Tai.
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For only 10 easy payments of 500 Tai.
if my dad tought me something, its to read the fine print!
*magnifies the print*
For only 10 easy payments of 500 Tai.
and you think I'm stupid enough to believe everything in life is free.
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Shame your dad didn't teach you to spell.
Anyway, you want to undullify this place? I think the main problem is the conspicuous absences of tacos. Nevertheless, I know something that might work...
*opens a random portal*
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Where is taco and death.... anyway? could have taco been eaten, and death... die?
*Thorws larry into the random portal, then jumps in after*
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*quickly jams a plank of wood into the portal to hold it open*
We don't want to get trapped in some crazy dimension, do we?
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your smart.
*walks down a portal hall*
this place looks familiar...
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Really? How so? Looks like a normal hallway to me.
*loads a machine gun, just in case*
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Back in the Tavern...
Well, though our regulars aren't here, I propose that every time Bara/now Twitchy changes his alias, he has to buy everyone in Taijitu a drink of their choice. And... as one of the main frequenters of this Tavern, as well as one of its builders, I believe I have enough sway to call this a pseudo-law of the Tavern. (It's gotta be pseudo, because any true law is broken in the Tavern.)
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/me into the Tavern and sits down next to Talmann after pouring a glass of absinthe.
"Hey Tal'. It looks like no one else is here today, aside from that weird-looking portal in the corner (that I'm sure I don't even want to ask about). We could always liven the place up with a drinking song, neh?"
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*throws grenade in traven*
Shut up!
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Yea! A good ol' fashened (misspelled purposefully) drinkin' song! What think thee, lass, that we be singin'?
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*pokes his head out of the portal*
I can come back into the traven if you want.
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*notices Bara is distracted and runs away through the portal world*
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*scarthes out larrys name on a piece of paper*
One down, 4 to go
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*Larry, busy fighting ex-ible fiends from perdition, suddenly realises that someone has removed the piece of wood and the portal is closing. Putting on a burst of speed, he leaps away from the monsters and runs madly towards the portal, leaping through just in time. He lands in the Tavern as the portal closes behind him, gets up, and approaches the bar.*
Hey, can I get some nuts? Thanks.
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You saying you didn't have nuts beforehand? Dude, we didn't need to know that. Or should I say, dude-ette...
*Slides a cup of walnuts and a drink down to Larry*
Just kidding, man. Have a drink.
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*is trapped in the portal thingy8
Well, this isnt so bad....
* a chaingun falls out of the roof*
This...must be heavn*
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*leans oer to Larry*
I suppose someone should tell Bara that that dimension spawns chainguns that target anything that moves, huh?
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*chomps away at the nuts, before realising how weird that sounds*
Nah, let him have his fun. I'll go and rescue him in a bit. Maybe.
*sups his drink*
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/me back into the bar room.
"Guysh, ratsh playing pool! Pool in da kitshenn! Let'sh shing about it..."
/me out.
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What was she drinking?
*picks up the bottle lying next to Al*
I don't know what was in this, but there's a skull and crossbones on the label. Think she'll be alright?
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/me in her sleep.
... mmmm... absinthe....
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*walks into tavern, looking like swiss chesse, and sees larry nexy to al, with posion in his hands*
You killed al, with the posion, in the tavern!
*pulls out the revolver*
Now your going to die, in the tavern, with the revolver!
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No, wait!
*quickly draws a picture of himself on a napkin*
See, I have the Larry card! It couldn't have been me!
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who cares?
*shoots larry*
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*walks in from the kitchen*
Damn, those rats aren't rats, they're sharks. (pool sharks for Bara) They ripped $200 offa me. They are indeed good pool players. Oh, btw Bara, I said you'd play them or they could kill and mutilate your corpse. Games are $25 a round, minimum 2 rounds. Hope you have cash...
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/me from her impromptu slumber.
Damn... blood on my shirt...
/me Larry and grabs some bleach off of a shelf.
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*comes back to life with a hole through his heart, writhes around in agony for a while, then dies again*
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*walks in the kitchen, gunshots erputs, and walks back up*
Tal, your 200$ bucks are back. Dont ask on how i i got it back. Hint, i didnt play pool.
*checks his revloer*
Damn, out!
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Do I have to do everything around here?
/me Larry's wounds, then revives him.
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Yes you do.
Can i have a cookie? pllleaaassseee?
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Ah, thank you.
So, uh, where'd you get these powers, exactly?
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the Internet, im quessing
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Ah, thank you.
So, uh, where'd you get these powers, exactly?
She is just amazing really.
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So, uh, where'd you get these powers, exactly?
Garage sale.
/me
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You sure it isn't Facebook Al'?
>_>
<_<
[insert invite to FB My Heroes Ability here]
It's where I learned to fly... like this:
*picks Bara up and flies to 6000ft and drops him*
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*actives jetpack, and flys up to al*
I knew how to do this for a while.
*beats the crap out of tal, and watches him fall to the ground*
mu ha ha ha
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/me uses logic to defeat Bara before he "attacks".
First off, how could you fly up to Al' when she's beneath you?
Second, if you had a jetpack on, your velocity would be increased (due to extra weight), and the activation of said jetpack (used in modern day terms) would only slow your desent to the point where you'd break your legs (and possibly your back) or the jetpack (being unstable as it is) could flip over and crash you in an even more dangerous position: head-first.
Third, how could you beat the crap out of me when I can fly with no restrictions for hours on end at speeds higher than your jetpack? Even if you managed to not crash, I could out-fly you until you had to go down for fuel, at which point I attack you to keep you airborne so you fall and die as I stated previously.
/me laughs.
Silly Bara/Twitch... If only you knew who you were dealing with...
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*shoots tal*
thats how i win. sucker.
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*shoots Bara*
Now maybe I can get some peace around here.
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*stops smooching Al'*
Now can't you guys calm down a bit? Can't you see I'm steeped in important tasks over here?
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*grabs a video camera and starts recording*
Now, the beast has stooped mating. He looks angry...
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*throws a black mamba at Bara*
Dodge this, you crazy Aussie dude, you.
*flies over between Emp and Al'*
Oi! I'm gonna need t' see a permit, Emp. One signed by Al'... You need it to be this close, eh Al'?
*winks grandiosely*
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Im from Kent Island! I'm not a Aussie!
*goes back to videotaping*
A new potinetanl mate emerges. The old mate seems even more angry now. The Female looks happy with this attenion.
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I'm not sure what exactly is going on here, so I'm just going to go over to the bar for a few drinks and let you gents settle things while I'm gone.
/me why everything is so marvelously strange around here.
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*slowly backs away from Emp, turns and flies away*
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*sits down in the sofa by the fire and signs the bartender for a spiked hot chocolate with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles*
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......ahhh che bello,,, my ole year a rat buddy Emp..howz it goin' Mannnnnnn?????????*bats her fist against his, then plops down on the sofa beside him*..remember that time you gave me a mountain of cookies to scavange? Well I haven't forgotten your kindness...here- *hands Emp a tupperware container full of oatmeal lace biscuits to munch down with his spiked hot chocolate.* got anything controversial to talk about? I just love it when folks can agree to disagree without taking offense, shows spunk and civility. BTW what's yer hot choc spiked WITH?
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oh, just Absolut Vodka, pear flavour.
well, what do you think of gay-marriages?
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Oh I think as long as they're GAY then they're fine...( I mean SAD gay marriages don't make much sense)..
Far as I'm concerned the world over there are about as many Gay people as left handed people or RH negative folks and that for many gay people their being gay is really not very different than lefthandedness, except for straight peoples reactions...once upon a time lefties were persecuted too...
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My oppinion in the matter is that when it comes to marriages, the state should only regulate at what's the earliest age one is allowed to marry and how close blood-ties you may have with your intended spouse or spouses.
However, when it comes to the religious ceremonies surrounding marriages it should be up to each congregation who is allowed to use their facilities and up to each priest to decide who he/she would perform the ceremony for.
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Oh no...I guess we're just not being controversial enough...more Vodka spike please! On second thought, vodka and hot chocolate sounds REALLY disgusting ( my stomach turns at just the thought of this cocktail) um bartender? I'd like a Hot Totty ( Tottie?) please......
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My oppinion in the matter is that when it comes to marriages, the state should only regulate at what's the earliest age one is allowed to marry and how close blood-ties you may have with your intended spouse or spouses.
However, when it comes to the religious ceremonies surrounding marriages it should be up to each congregation who is allowed to use their facilities and up to each priest to decide who he/she would perform the ceremony for.
I agree, especially with the second part. I am on my way to becoming a vicar in the church of England (same as a priest) but the government is now talking about saying i can not refuse to marry people even if i disagree with them in some reasonable form. Personally, if that became the case, i would have serious problems and i know other vicars who are thinking the same.
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For simplicity, I think the adminitrative part of a marriage and the ceremonial part may even be separated completely, so to get married in the eyes of the law, you go to the town hall or courthouse and sign their marital documents and wether you have a ceremony or not and where you have it if you do has no relevance to the legal procedures.
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hmmm...this place is boring now....
*throws a rock at emp*
Tal did it!
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For simplicity, I think the adminitrative part of a marriage and the ceremonial part may even be separated completely, so to get married in the eyes of the law, you go to the town hall or courthouse and sign their marital documents and wether you have a ceremony or not and where you have it if you do has no relevance to the legal procedures.
You can do that already in England but also some vicars are registrars so you have the legal and religious bits done at the same time (make sense?).
But even so, could be illegal for a vicar to refuse the religious part of the ceremony even if they are already legally married.
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*throws a rock at temp*
Shut up!!!
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*Notices Bara's attempts at rock-throwing aren't going very far*
'ey Twitch! That's not a rock...
*flies off and returns with a boulder in hand*
Now THAT'S a rock!
*hurls boulder at Baratwitch*
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*goes outside and looks at the sign*
Ah, here's the problem. Someone's crossed out "tavern" and written "debate hall".
*fixes it*
Now things should get back to normal. Or abnormal.
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FLAMETHROWER ATTACK.
*Throws in some poisoned whip cream bombs*
"Now that should get things back to normal. Or at least to ususal."
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Bartender! This HOT tottie ain't HOT.....uh oh..a complaint...where's Meri? add it to the count, nah...add it to her bill...
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Puts the tottie in the microwave and switches to "Surface of the sun"
Then puts on protective goggles a asbestos suit and gloves removing the still glowing tottie with a pair of large pliers.
"One hot tottie, here you go"
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*pukes on pach*
that was fun
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*shouts* " Burn Baby Burn!!!!!!!!!"
and *wonders* if Twitchy will stop drinking and puking long enough to accept his nomination as Delegate of Taijitu. "Um...Twitch? visited the Elections thread lately?"
* then breathes fire*
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*starts laughing uncontrollably*
Bara....the...heheh.. the... Bara the... ahahaha... Delegate...
*after about 5-10 minutes, Talmann gets up, tears in his eyes*
Whoo! That was a good joke there b9. Funniest damn thing I've heard in a while....
*looks at b9* What? You mean you were serious?!?
*falls back on the floor laughing*
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Well, Al said i could be Al's Vice Delegate...
pwned,
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Seriously, Bara, go and accept your nomination. It'll make this election much more interesting.
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ok..
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*continues laughing hysterically*
y'wanna....y'wanna... hahahahahahahaha.....
*recovers for just a few seconds*
Bara... have you any concept of Taijituan politics at all? Because, if you don't, I wouldn't feel safe with you as Del OR VD.
*looks over at Larry*
Heh... I can't believe you really... hehehe... want...
*bursts into laughter again*
I need... something to drink... hehehe
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Cleans himself off with gasoline.
*No more alcohol for you Bara*
*Here Tal have a quadruple vodka on the rocks. Rocks are made from Whiskey.*
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*continues laughing hysterically*
y'wanna....y'wanna... hahahahahahahaha.....
*recovers for just a few seconds*
Bara... have you any concept of Taijituan politics at all? Because, if you don't, I wouldn't feel safe with you as Del OR VD.
*looks over at Larry*
Heh... I can't believe you really... hehehe... want...
*bursts into laughter again*
I need... something to drink... hehehe
Well, thats one person.
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Tal, have a calming drink. You look like you need it, so this one's on me. ;)
/me Tal a nice, strong Irish coffee.
P.S. B9, it's hot "toddy"... *twitch*
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You rang?
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*Drops in for a quick coffee and looks at the place* Damn, am I glad at least this has not changed. Do we still get to put drinks on the delegate's tab? not that I couldn't pay my coffee... ;D
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Yes, put it on the delegate's tab. Ahh... a good tradition started by none other than *dramatic, patriotic music* SD!
*sips his drink*
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*drinks his sippy cup*
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this place is bi-polar one time there is fire fights and the next time it is semi-normal
*sips on a tall vodka neat*
*Here Tal have a quadruple vodka on the rocks. Rocks are made from Whiskey.*
wow the one place that can make whiskey freeze i knew there was a reason that i keep comin back
*finishes the drink and wanders back out the door*
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Oi, reb! It's a Taijituan specialty! C'mere and have a few...
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line em up ill have a few of them
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*lines up five vodka shots with whiskey rocks for reb*
Here ya go, I'll get the next round ready...
*readies the next line but preps them with soda water as well*
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*wonders to himself how the whiskey rocks are made and goes in back to see an alcohol freezing machine*
Hmm... "Pour in liquid, set proof (american), freeze for 10 minutes, and done"
I wonder....
*makes vodka rocks and slips them into Al's drink*
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what you callen me a light weight
*does the first line chugs the rest of the bottle and breaks it to a sharp knife-like point own his own head*
no one ruins good vodka like that
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Sits down and asks for a cold beer.
Hey everyone!
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reb, the soda water's fer carbonation t' get it in your system quicker... I ain't callin ya lightweight. In fact, it's more like challengin ya further!
*passes Pepe a frosty one*
Hello, man. Welcome t' the Tavern. Be warned, everything can and does happen here.
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*Takes the beer*
"Really! Like what?"
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This...
*eats everybody in the tavern, and then spits them back out*
like that
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Yeah, like that.
But normally not quite so disgusting.
...Ah, who am I kidding?
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Hold on larry...
*spits out larrys arm*
Here you go.
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Thanks...
*wipes his arm clean and reattaches it*
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Wait...
*pukes out larrys legs*
Here you go
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Great, thanks. Got any other body parts in there that I should know about?
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no...
*coughs out larrys ear*
well....that one....
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Well, now I'm whole again, let's get a drink.
*orders a pint of mysterious misty liquid*
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wait.....
*pukes larrys blood into the cup*
Now you are
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Hello
I am the new Gatesville ambassador
How are you all today
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*eats the new guys arm off*
ok, im full.
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is it possible to have those back i might need them some time
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kills twitchy removes the arms from stomach and then precedes to beat the piss outta larry and the new guy
ok i am done
puts his arms in front of him
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such a friendly place thank you
*reattaches arms*
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Bara! This cannibalistic nature of yours is quite disturbing to me... here, have this MK Saw...
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YEY!
*takes the SAW and walks outside, where a large of expolsion is heard*
(2 mintues later)
*Twitch walks in*
Hey guys.
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What the hell did you shoot to make an explosion of that size?
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The Gas Station.
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Now that is some fireworks! :congrats: :congrats: :congrats:
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*using the last round in his saw, shoots miller*
What now!
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*sneaks out of the Tavern while Twitchy isn't looking*
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*Follows Larry!*
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/me herself back up from the floor, mumbling to herself, Geez, I didn't think my drink was that strong.
Hey guys, what did I miss? Oh, Pepe and Randomone are here; welcome to the Tavern!
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And Al' why aren't I mentioned in your signature? :'(
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*throws a cleaver at Larry, then goes to a corner*
he he he....
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Hey guys, what did I miss? Oh, Pepe and Randomone are here; welcome to the Tavern!
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thank you very much
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/me herself back up from the floor, mumbling to herself, Geez, I didn't think my drink was that strong.
wow i see you passed out on the floor a lot al
* hand al a concoction that the smell alone is getting me drunk
*rips baras arms off beats him with em and blows multiple holes in him with the .500
havent done that in a wile
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*sips his drink*
H-heysh.... My drinksh geddin' worm... ano-*hic*-nother coupl'a vodka icsh cubesh, plish...
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/me sips the drink she was given.
Mmm, it tastes of gin. Thanks!
Emp, OC made that banner for me; ask him. O:-)
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Never...forget me....
*dies*
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*dumps Twitchy's body in the trash compactor*
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/me another drink and watches the floor show.
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*walks in the front door*
Hey guys whats....
*looks around*
Well, fine. IGNORE ME!
*leaves then enters*
please dont ignore me....
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[/ignore]
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*Looks around*
"So, who wants to join me in ç a beer-drinking contest?"
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[/ignore]
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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i wont ignore you much :)
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*Notice that nobody wants to drink with him*
"At least let´s make a toast for my newly acquired citizenship!"
*Buys everybody a beer*
"Free beers for all!"!
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*obviously drunk*
WHOOOOOOOOO!
Higgh fivve fer the-e new guy...
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Yay free beer
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/me heavily until she's far gone enough to start shouting at the television.
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woooohooo drunkness
*stagger across the room and gives al more of the mix
Who wants to play willam tell
*grabs the 500 and apple
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*walks in, and looks around*
Wow. Weridos.
*grabs a gatorade and drinks it*
ish thinksh that wasnt gartoda ish.
*walks into a wall*
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*Looks at the bottle*
Hay that's mine
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* drinks more :drunks: while waiting for election results*
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/me pre-gaming for her weekend.
Woo! :drunks:
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*misses the Red Dwarf series*
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Whaaaa?
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Red Dwarf is great
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Yeah, easily the best sci-fi humour ever!
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Red Dwarf is easily one of the greatest comedy shows I've seen.
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huh?
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Look it up on youtube, Twitch...
In other news:/me is excited about convention this week.
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Red Dwarf is easily one of the greatest comedy shows I've seen.
I agree with you there
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Barman, I'll have a million pints!
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pints of what?
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if you're the bar(wo)man, then you can give me whatever you want
Now if you'll excuse me, I need a cold shower, and lessons in manners
:drunks: :fight: :wb: O:-)
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*slap* :trout:
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That's better. Thanks.
Now were did I leave that pillow
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For what???
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Hey, enough with the innuendo! I just want a nap!
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Mhm mhm, you're the dirty one not me!
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O:-)
Okay, enough.
* Akka-Wakka buys everyone in the bar a drink!
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Why thank you, Akka dear. Delicious!
/me her wine.
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*hic*
youish give meish tooo muc.
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*raises his gobblet to salute the Snowman and sips on the dark, steaming contents
Now, who to invite to my quarters this time...
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Pick Me! Pick Me!!!!
:h:
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~walks in takes a seat in the corner....and orders a double vodka ~
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Akka, you wouldn't be picked until you were the last female on earth... XD
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What happens in your quarters....and what should I order?!?!?
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* Akka-Wakka buys everyone in the bar a drink!
is it too late for free booze
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It's never too late for free booze.
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Ummm... What's going on in my quarters? No, Aiko, it's not to be spoken of aloud... but you might find out if you're brave enough to come there ::)
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1 word.
whips
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Yes have you been back there twitchy? And surely I'm brave!
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*peeks in*
O_o
*runs off*
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pf
*peeks in*
O_o
*runs off*
pfh, you know you wanna join ;) ;D
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pf*peeks in*
O_o
*runs off*
pfh, you know you wanna join ;) ;D
Damn, caught. ;) :D
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;D I'm a good spy
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Bet that's not all you're good at. ;) O:-)
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Me hates people who get offended online by people over the word "gay"
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Bet that's not all you're good at. ;) O:-)
What else am I good at?
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with your hands?!?!?!??!?!?! :shrug:
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Ask Xy ;)
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hot damn :clap:
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Sorry, no whips, and noone under 15 will ever be admitted. :-P
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"whips?" with that word neil perked up from his glass of whiskey and decided he needed to find his wifey.
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Um... Neil, hasn't your whifey turned a bit too young for that kind of activities? :trout:
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Me hates people who get offended online by people over the word "gay"
Not gonna touch that little gem of enlightenment with a 10-foot pole, no sirree. ;D
/me off with her man-wife.
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uhhh...
*eats a cookie*
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Well, if there's no :whip: what is there??
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:shrug:
*eats a cookie*
I BIT MYTONGUEE!
*blood gushes out of his mouth*
OW OW OW!
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:clap: I mean................. :(
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:clap: I mean................. :(
:clap: :clap: :clap: :clap:
O:-)
:whip: :whip: :whip: :wb:
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:fight: :fight: :whip:
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I like Pillows too. :wb: :wb:
And since some of you missed it last time:
* Akka-Wakka buys everyone another drink.
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GCE walks in. He takes his coat off and goes to the bar. "I'll have a whisky on the rocks." He takes his drink and sits down watching everyone.
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ummm... I won't tell what there is unless you accompany me there, but I can tell you there are a grat many different things, both soft and hard with all kinds of textures.
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MY TOUNGE!!!!!!!!!
\
*sparys blood everyhwere*
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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I like Pillows too. :wb: :wb:
And since some of you missed it last time:
* Akka-Wakka buys everyone another drink.
pillows and drinks yay!!!!
MY TOUNGE!!!!!!!!!
\
*sparys blood everyhwere*
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Stay away from me! >:(
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*slips away to my quarters, returns to the bar and fixes bara up with a pad-locked ball gag*
There, now he won't spray so much. And there are planty of pillows in my quarters, that I can reveal, and ropes. And that ball-gag used to be there but now I found a better use for it. other than that, you would have to see for yourself.
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Ooo I wanna have a look. :-P
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no...
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/me is later discovered with his wifey playing three man (a drinking game) with a broom and a soccerball as the other players, both intoxicated.
"wilson i knowsh your cheeetin', butsh i haves to admits i like yer style.... oh hey guys well umm i don'tsh realy know hows thisss happ'n, how bouts you love?"
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MY TONGUE!
*looks down*
MY ANUS IS BLEEDING!
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I hesitate to ask, but why?
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cause he ate something containing E-coli bacteria? either way, he's a goner.
*raises his plasma pistol to baraks temple and puts him out of his misory by ionizing the atoms in his head*
Now, could someone call a HAZMAT team in here to clean up this bloody mess?
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Ow.
*walks in the front door, and sits down*
So Emp, what you wanna do?
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Nothing with youuuu :smack:
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I'm preparing an apocalypse game, don't disturb me Bara, thanks.
And Aiko, that was a bit harsh on the kid, don't you think?
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Nothing with youuuu :smack:
*looks at his Slugga*
one day...one day....
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I'm preparing an apocalypse game, don't disturb me Bara, thanks.
And Aiko, that was a bit harsh on the kid, don't you think?
nope =D
Nothing with youuuu :smack:
*looks at his Slugga*
one day...one day....
one day what hmm??
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*loads his slugga, and shoots emp*
god damn.
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OW! My pinky toe! whaddya do that for?
*Grabs Aiko and hobbles away from the murderous 13yo with the Ork handgun and into the back room, leaving the remants of a shot-up toe behind*
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Ah, quit your complaining you grubby grot.
*grabbs a snazzgun, and shoots emp*
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Don't worry Bara.
Here, have a milkshake. I don't think you're old enough for booze yet.
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MILKSHAKE!
*drinks the milkshake*
More, more more.
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OW! that got way too close to important parts! Now it's personal!
*Shoots Bara with the plasma pistol until the hydrogen flask is empty and Bara is nothing but vapour*
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*walks in the front door, aims his Shoota at Emp, and fires*
Its on.
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Don't shoot me or else, Bara
:trout:
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let encase him in cement again that was fun
or we could just chop arms and stuff off
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Let's go for the 'and stuff'
:clap:
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ow!!!!!!!!
ummm you can go with "and stuff" i couldnt bring myself to that
*begins with both arms and most of the arms*
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fiiiiiiiiiiiiine
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*hand over the meat cleaver and runs like hell* :o
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*cauterizes the wounds with a glowing hot branding iron to prevent regeneration*
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good idea and theres more pain
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And you never know what theese half-xenos might do if everyone doesn't follow their duties to the letter
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Wait.....im confused again.....
*fires his shoota randomly*
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umm we cut your arms off and your legs "and stuff" too
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right, im sorry
*fires the ignore cannon*
now, it dont matter
*shoots reb*
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:smack:
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*points his shoota at Aiko*
Do it agian, and see what happens
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Still stays in chair, but pulls out revolver. Shoots Twitchy in the foot
"Children shouldn't play with guns. You'll end up hurting yourself."
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:smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack:
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ow........
*dies*
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SUDDENLY.... Panda's!!
:panda: :panda: :panda: :panda: :panda: :panda: :panda: :panda: :panda: :panda: :panda:
:congrats:
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yay he's gone :congrats: free drinks for everyone!!!!! :drunks: :drunks:
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*rises as a zombie*
Brains.....
*eats everyone in the tavern cept Death....and his wifey*
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/me resurrects everyone from inside Bara. thus eviscerating him in ways too gruesome to describe.
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Ewww! I got xeno filth all over me! *purges the tavern with the holy flames of Tzeentch*
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*watches as everyone falls out of his stomach*
ow.
*reverts back to his muntant self*
So, emp. Where were we?
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You were about to be thrown out of the bar-section of the tavern due to beeing under-age...
*waves bye-bye to Bara*
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i think everybody too drunk to care.
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* Xyrael pulls out the Great Book Of Fluff and pegs Emp in the head with it!
Buahaha! ... ::)
* Xyrael points at Bara.
I swear, it was him. He's da ork wit da smallest git!
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/me yet another free drink from the handsome and charitable Akka.
Why thank you, kind Twinsy. ;D
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Well, I haven't been in here for while.
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* Xyrael pulls the wolfboy aside and scratches his head.
Does the puppy wanna cookie! Roll over!
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*rolls over*
woof.
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AWW! :clap:
* Xyrael gives Bara a cookie and pats his head
If only this one wasn't retarded, that one might have to put this one down.
Prag hah you'll get that.
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*doesnt get it and eats Xy*
WHO YOU CALLING RETARDED!
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* Xyrael morphs into a hungry hippo :h: and eats Bara's breakfast
Buahaha now you'll starve like Africa!
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Wot ya say?! i'm da biggest 'ere, an i'll take mi shoota an blow yer brains owt! WAAAAGGHHH!! Waaagh!!
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>:( >:( >:( >:( >:( >:( :smack: :smack: :smack:
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*shoots Xy*
Me'm da biggest, baddest, killest ork 'ere! anyone who wants ter meeb will answa ter mi boyz!
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:smack:
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Dat git tinks he so strong! Dat 'un not knows I'z got da power of Mork! RAWR
* Xyrael turns green and flings Bara across the room
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My hero ::):wb:
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Who ya callin' a git, ya grot! Me'll take mi Choppa'z an rip yer mug off!
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You wish! :-P
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hehe
* Xyrael takes a break from the fight, looks to Aiko, looks to the bartender.
Ah... screw the drinks! I don't need beer goggles to see you're hot, and you don't need to be plastered to do me!
* Xyrael grabs Aiko and rushes into the back room, locking the door!
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/me looks up at Xy with a bewildered look.
"wha???? did you at least bring me a drink and an ashtray? wait damn he let the door close..... fuck now you guys are stuck in here too. alright tell you what, you guys keep the species going and i'll play god to your descendants."
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Dibs on God's First Lady! ;)
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Hmm... bara's locked out now, right?
*removes daemonic armour and sits back to enjoy the show*
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/me the time with a good, stiff drink.
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Hello everyone! Names Nicole formerly Vive but that was deleted...hmm... its good to be back!! *sits at a table*
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I'm Nicole too! But I'm a little busy doing things and being watched...
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Damn those CIA agents! watching your every move! jkjk
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I hope the CIA doesn't watch me when I....they might think I'm too good and want me for an agent!
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Yea.. if they watched you... being good they might recruit you! hmmm.. good thing the FBI isn't like that... oh wait nevermind...
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Ahhh! I'm gonna flee to Canada!!!
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No DON'T!! THEY'RE IN CANADA TOO!!!
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Shhhh. Don't tell the beautiful American women that. :D
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Shhhh. Don't tell the beautiful American women that. :D
Hey, are you the FBI?! Do you want me for a sex agent...ah!
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FBI!!!! Don't insult me.....I'm from the Canadian Security Intelligence Service. ;) :D
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Phew!
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Shit, I might as well strap a red armband on my soldier and goosestep up the White House steps and say "Sir, i'm the gestapo... I think the CIA and FBI are out to get your countrymen..."
There's probably more than just those two, anyways. I bet we have a SS unit somewhere... they're out there.. watching...
* Xyrael looks at Aiko.
She so ignored sex didn't she??? WELL!
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* whistles innocently in the corner
Hmm... i wonder how all this got started.... oh.. and I've never heard of the CSIS before... hmm... maybe because I'm not Canadian.. heh
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* Xyrael watches a wobbly-headed man in a red suit on a horse come over and take Nicole away.
Um... WE'RE BEING ABDUCTED BY CANADALIENS!
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/me is very naughty and puts some very potent red sunshine blotter in everyones drink.
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/me know what that is but drinks up anyway.
I trust you, hubby, even though I feel kinda... funny. Whoa, d-did my chair just blink out of existence?
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;D
glad you trust me now just let the acid take its full effect. as a good person with good philosophy you'll be fine.
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/me the colors fly by and meditates on the complex, layered meaning of bread.
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*kicks down the door, walks in, and sits down at the counter*
Wait a sec...im the bartender...
by the way, we really need to figure who does what in this tavern.
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Well, clearly Neil is the official drug dealer, I'm that random misanthrope who sits in the corner, and the bartender is... um, Akka.
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wait...if i'm not the bartender...then..what do i do?
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"Bartender, another whiskey on the rocks. And a round for everyone here on me. :drunks:
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I tell ya what, Bara... Truly, everybody has every purpose here. But if you want us to define one for you, you are the person of great randomness and violent actions.
Edit: get me a drink... light, Riesling if possible.
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Sweet!
*throws a bomb in the air*
Whoops.
*gets blown away*
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* Xyrael watches a wobbly-headed man in a red suit on a horse come over and take Nicole away.
Um... WE'RE BEING ABDUCTED BY CANADALIENS!
Which Nicole? me? or her? BE SPECIFIC!
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* Xyrael watches a wobbly-headed man in a red suit on a horse come over and take Nicole away.
Um... WE'RE BEING ABDUCTED BY CANADALIENS!
Which Nicole? me? or her? BE SPECIFIC!
Ok I know!! Let's call you Aiko and me Nicole.. that way we know who's talking to who!! :clap:
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Or just tasty 1 and 2 respectively?
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OOH! OOH!! can I be tasty 2 respectively? ;) :-P
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or are you tasty 1?
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I'm totally tasty 1!
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that's good enough for me!! :D
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Well, im off to bed
*goes to the bed that he has in the back of the tavern, before activing a automated machine gun turrert*
Step away from Twitchy. I am loaded with Expolading rounds
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*wonders what "expolading rounds" are, gives up, and goes back to his drink*
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*wakes up*
ok robot, thanks
*turns off the robot*
hmmm... i need more privacy...
*builds a room*
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/me outdoes bara and constructs a magical hallway with doors leading to each patrons domain or plane of existence respectively.
"well that's finally done then."
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/me herself a glass of Chambourcin and sits to watch the show.
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*looks at the Palce of Resdince for the planes*
Neils Plane: Full of Sex toys, and Pictures of Al, along with drugs
Al's Plane: lives in Neils Plane
Tacos plane: Filled with Drugs and Tacos.
Twitchys Plane: Expect Mine filed, machine guns, random mortar blasts, Orks, Axes, guns, bombs, Imperial guard, Mad max people, and many, many crazy people armed with guns of all kinds.
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I lack the worth and personal definition to have my own plane? :'(
/me in the corner, sneaking peeks at Twitchy to see if he feels guilty yet.
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*loads him auto-gun, and goes off to find the 1st Sevgrix Raider Regiment in his plane*
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Backhands Bara. Goes over to the corner to comfort Al
At least you got a plane. Apparantly I have no personal defintion to be given a plane.
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Yes you do Canda, look!
Canada's Plane: Canada
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And what about me?
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where roomies.
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Do I get one???? :'(
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uh..i quess so....
*looks on the list*
Yep. your here. Down the hall, and to the left.
and why are you all in my plane? its quite deadly
*ducks after a mortar blast*
Oh, and watch out for the Orks. They come through this road a lot.
*hops on a bolter and starts attacking some orks*
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*throws bara on to his own minefield and watches the fun that ensues*
thats what you get for not giving me one
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Hey can I be tasty #1's roomie?!?!?! PPPLLLEEEAASSEEE!!
*Begging on hands and knees*
you know tasty #! and tasty #2 respectively together... huh huh huh???
*Raises eyebrows up and down*
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/me updates the sign.
CURRENTLY KNOWN PLANES OF EXISTANCE:
neils: you suddenly become a part of the ever loving jello that is neil's life force.
al: a place that reminds one of a never ending library of romance novels, though thats what i was looking for so you might find some other books.
tasty 1 & 2: a place of confusing beauty where men kill one another endlessly for praise from their tasty deities.
canada: for some reason has better tasting beer than any other plane. also a favorite.
warhammer land: i'm still scared....
and that concludes the planes currently explored.
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*shoots reb, then grabs onto a flying Stormboy just in time*
Sucker!
*hops off the Stormboy, and gets back on his bolter*
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Hey can I be tasty #1's roomie?!?!?! PPPLLLEEEAASSEEE!!
*Begging on hands and knees*
you know tasty #! and tasty #2 respectively together... huh huh huh???
*Raises eyebrows up and down*
/me updates the sign.
CURRENTLY KNOWN PLANES OF EXISTANCE:
neils: you suddenly become a part of the ever loving jello that is neil's life force.
al: a place that reminds one of a never ending library of romance novels, though thats what i was looking for so you might find some other books.
tasty 1 & 2: a place of confusing beauty where men kill one another endlessly for praise from their tasty deities.
canada: for some reason has better tasting beer than any other plane. also a favorite.
warhammer land: i'm still scared....
and that concludes the planes currently explored.
Yes! We live together see? Hope you don't mind if we have visitors who try and kill each other to impress us.
*Sits back and sips some wine and watches the fun
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GIT OFF MY LAND!
*fires a shotgun*
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Empy's plane: An erie place where he rules surpreme in his huge, dark steel palace, covered in razor-sharp spines and spikes and piercing the ever present layer of thick dark thunder clouds. The palace is surrounded by a never ending grey-black desert of barren rock, crisscrossed by deep ravines and fast lava-flows. Nothing grows there. Inside the palace, the corridors and rooms form labyrinths of polished metal. Some of the rooms contain vast shelves filled with books, others seem to open up into vast immaculate landscapes until you touch something and realizes that it's all holographic projections. Yet some rooms contain vast banks of computer components while others are vast mechanical workshops filled with machines and tools of all sizes and purpose. Above and below, there are rooms containing everything from small towns to huge industrial facilities, all void of inhabitants. Upon reaching the spire, there are vast marble balconies in all directions paned in with huge windows, looking out over the thick clouds miles below and overlooking the even higher peak of the palace, containing Him and His private chambers in unimaginable luxury.
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Can i come a vist?
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sure, but you would be restricted to the sub-levels beneath the palace...
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whats in there?
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umm... I don't know, nobody has visited me since I sealed off the palace itself and the ones who used to live there doesn't make any sounds nowdays... odd really, and I think I saw something about an access shaft to the outside from those levels in an ancient blueprint from the first settlement on this place.
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so, i can expect mutants, zombies, rats and dead people?
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You can expect things that is too horrible to appear in nightmares of an eldar farseer...
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Sounds scary...I don't wanna visit...
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its ok you can visit my plane of love!
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Ok!! *hurries over to Neils plane*
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umm... that's only the parts beneath the palace, the palace is safe... especially my bedroom ::)
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Ooh is it time to watch a fight again??? :smack:
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*bursts in through the door of the Tavern*
I return! Anyone miss me? Anyone notice I was gone? Ah, whatever.
Ooh, we all have our own rooms now?
*walks up and down the corridor, checking the names on the doors*
Hey! Where's my plane?
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Wait...forgot my get my beer....ok, got it. Hit him. :drunks:
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I'm not hitting anyone! People are hitting each other!
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i just shoot peolpe
*walks into the lower area of emps place, and runs out quickly*
they have...hippes....
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*grumbles to himself in annoyance, and just goes to sleep in the corner*
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Larry do you want a plane?
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he's in mine
*grabs larry and goes into his plane*
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I appreciate the offer, but I'd actually prefer a plane that's less, y'know, deadly.
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mine isn't deadly, I was just kidding Bara about monsters in the sub-levels, there is nothing alive down there either.
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Can I visit?
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*gasp*
Emp has filled his sub-levels with zombies? Why would you even do that?
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I havn't, the workers got inflicted with the disease and I had to lock them up in the sub levels using my patrol bots
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Fair enough, I guess, though it would be better to just shoot them all. And you might want to run a virus scan on those patrol bots; there are very few things worse than zombie robots.
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*throws a bomb in emps sub levels*
that ought to do it
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I think we just lost bara to a hive-quake...
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no you didnt...OH CRAP!
*starts shooting at the large Zombie group, while the 1st Raiders join him*
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riiight...
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Help!
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Bye!
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*seals the blast doors to the palace behind Bara and sealing him in down there with his friends...
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Damn you emp!
*tries to hold of the zombie horde*
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*opens an observation hatch in the floor of the level above and drops a couple of vortex grenades into the top sub-level...*
That should take care of the pesky critters
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*watches the vortex grenades fly impossibly far distances*
How'd you do that?!
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Am I a critter?
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@ Akka: umm, I was referring to the critters beolw my palace where Bara is fighting them.
@ Xy: Telekinesis?
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@ Emp: So I am a critter :)
@ Everyone: OMG Waffles!
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just stay away from the vortexes then will ya Akka?
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Yup Yup.
* Akka goes off to fight Twitchy in the critter wars.
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Umm.. that's the wrong way Akka! *sees Twithcy and a horde of zombies get sucked into the warp*
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* Akka Watches Twitchy disappear into the vortex.
* Akka Throes a banana peel in for good measure.
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*emerges out of the warp*
Holy....
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* Akka hands Bara a milkshake.
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Yes!
*drinks the milkshake, and looks at emp*
Why did you do that?!
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had to clear the zombies some way... and you didn't look like you would be able to handle the job so I used a little precaution, why?
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i had 3 platoons of men with me, and a special weapons squad.
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I would have used 4. You can never be too careful.
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We only have 3 in my company at the time. The rest of the regiment is at Sevgrix, gearing up for deployment to Armageddon.
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Why are you confusing a company and a regiment?
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no, i borught along a entire company to help clear out the zombies. There is only 3 platoons in my company. 3! that's what i brought along! We manged to grab a specail weapons squad before we left from our Regiments Base. THERE TWO DIFFERNT THINGS DAMMN IT!
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* Akka hands Bara another Milkshake.
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GET IT RIGHT!
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yeah, sure. Wake me up when you learn some manners :) :smack:
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*stomps on Akka*
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* Akka buys everyone but Bara a drink.
Manners dear child.
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ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
:drunks:
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O:-)
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@ Tasty#1 : Oh I don't mind... I'm a people person!
*Sees tasty #1 on the floor and drags her back to the table*
*blinks at the conversation happening before her*
Ummm... Can I have a milkshake too?? I like Vanilla! :D :clap:
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*Slurs* meeeeeee tooo with extra vodka
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oh my, two tasty nicoles...
(http://z.about.com/d/animatedtv/1/0/N/3/eploveslabors.jpg)
Hey tasty number one, I want you.
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Trying to take advantage of a drunk girl??
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Most certainly... ;) You like it.
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*sits down by tasty 2 to keep her company while tasty 1 tends to other matters of deep importance
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Is there a Tasty 3?
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yup, that's bara ;)
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are you impyling something?
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Always
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jerk.
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OK, this is a question I've been wanting to ask for ages. Bara, are you ever gonna put the ] after the [/img for your sig?
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right now.
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lol :D
* Commissar Xyrael turns to the heavy bolter team and points at Bara.
If he runs, shoot him.
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*walks away*
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oh my, two tasty nicoles...
(http://z.about.com/d/animatedtv/1/0/N/3/eploveslabors.jpg)
Hey tasty number one, I want you.
.......... :whip: :fight: i have no clue which one...;) *sits down by tasty 2 to keep her company while tasty 1 tends to other matters of deep importance
At least SOMEONE makes me feel wanted! Thanks Emp! JKJK
*Gives Emp a GYNORMOUS hug!!!!!*
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/me whacks Bara upside the head.
What?! I rebuild this place, modify it to help us all, and I don't even get a plane?!?!? Yah... that's right. Get workin' on it! I better get free Plane service, too... You know a hard-workin' man like me needs to relax and have a drink from time to time...
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How about a milkshake?
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*Hugs tasty 2 right back!*
Ooohh! tasty 2 is a pretty, coloured Nicole! Didn't see that coming :-[
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/me whacks Bara upside the head.
What?! I rebuild this place, modify it to help us all, and I don't even get a plane?!?!? Yah... that's right. Get workin' on it! I better get free Plane service, too... You know a hard-workin' man like me needs to relax and have a drink from time to time...
i didnt make them, Neil did.
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/me rejects the proposal.
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*Hugs tasty 2 right back!*
Ooohh! tasty 2 is a pretty, coloured Nicole! Didn't see that coming :-[
did you forget about me :'(
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No, tasty #1, I didn't forget about you, you were busy with in-depth explorations together with your boyfriend, remember him? no? :-P
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* Akka offers Xy a drink and consoles him.
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No, tasty #1, I didn't forget about you, you were busy with in-depth explorations together with your boyfriend, remember him? no? :-P
I didn't forget anyone! :-P
* Akka offers Xy a drink and consoles him.
Only I can console him!
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Then why my dear lady is his only company a Lego Snowman and an empty bottle of beer?
:drunks:
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Trust me, that's not all he gets ;)
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No, tasty #1, I didn't forget about you, you were busy with in-depth explorations together with your boyfriend, remember him? no? :-P
I didn't forget anyone! :-P
Riiiiiight.... :whip: ;)
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Should I be feeling sorry for Xy, or should I be wolf whistling? :-P
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hey! :smack: :trout: :whip:
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O:-)
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Umm... Akka, I think that would mean you should do both ;)
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go eat some waffles Akka
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Reine, quick question, how old are you anyway?
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way too old for you.
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19 It's in my profile =P Why? and
way too old for you.
yea!
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how do you know if im not a 23 year old man, sexy and stuff, and i just lied and took a picture of my son and posted it on here?
hmmmmm?
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Well, if you're 23 with a 14 year old son you were 9 when you got a girl pregnant and you'd be a bad parent posting your sons picture online where perverts can look at him.
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BOOOYAH! SMACK! Right in the kisser! XD
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Well, if you're 23 with a 14 year old son you were 9 when you got a girl pregnant and you'd be a bad parent posting your sons picture online where perverts can look at him.
i happend to be a player when i was 9.
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Then your parents didn't raise you right.
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;D
ah, its so fun messing with you guys.
Everybody knows im only 13.
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duh?
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WOMAN! MAKE ME A DAMN SANDWICH!
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Umm... if he was able to knock a girl up at 9 he would be a genetic experiment in accellerated growth and would have the body of a 46yo by now... lol
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WOMAN! MAKE ME A DAMN SANDWICH!
You wish.
Umm... if he was able to knock a girl up at 9 he would be a genetic experiment in accellerated growth and would have the body of a 46yo by now... lol
ew
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Seeing as you just got completely told by Reine, would you like to join me for some waffles?
And Reine: You are a cruel woman. :wb:
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Thank you, you are very sweet :whip:
And Reine: You are a cruel woman. :wb:
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I know. :D
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(http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif) :whip:
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crap, i thought we had a snowman smiley.
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OMG I soooooo want that smiley!!!!
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same.
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http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif
(http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif) (http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif) (http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif) (http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif) (http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif) (http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif)
(http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif) (http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif) (http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif) (http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif) (http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif) (http://www.clicksmilies.com/s1106/weihnachten/xmas-smiley-017.gif)
and a img thing and ya got it
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Yeah, but it would be soooo much better if it was properly on the forum!
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*Hugs tasty 2 right back!*
Ooohh! tasty 2 is a pretty, coloured Nicole! Didn't see that coming :-[
:-\ heh.. i get that a lot...surprisingly...
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so? I think you are very pretty =D speaking 1 tasty to another =P
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Why thank you!!
I think you're very pretty too!! I really like your hair...
Oh yes... we are the Tasty's for a reason right? ;)
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hank you =D
And yes!!
By the way, who's the adorable little boy in the picture?
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My cousin Norrin... Yes like the Silver Surfer... his dad's a big superhero fan so he named his son after the silver surfer... so when the movie came out Norrin got all the fantastic four action figures... he has like 12 silver surfer action figures and he owns the movie.. ::) but he likes it.. and at least his little brother has a normal name.. his name is Jayson.. =D
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aww poor kid
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I know!!
I feel bad for him sometimes...
but he's only 4 so it doesn't make a difference yet.. heh
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Not knowing anything about "The Silver Surfer," I see no problem with the name "Norrin." It's quite nice actually.
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:D yeah...I'lll tell him you like his name Akka!!
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tell him i like it too!
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Oh, and TNI, I hope you can forgive me, after all, I live in a nation with only 9'000'000 inahbitants... of whom 80+% are white atheists and maybe 10% are white cristian protestants...
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TNI? It's TNT! (true_nicolantian)
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Dynamite!
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Oh, and TNI, I hope you can forgive me, after all, I live in a nation with only 9'000'000 inahbitants... of whom 80+% are white atheists and maybe 10% are white cristian protestants...
*hugs Emp*
It's ok... i'm used to it!
It's kinda fun to watch people's reactions when I tell them I'm Native American, African-American, French and partly Jewish... my grandfather's mother was Jewish so... yeah... :clap:
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* Akka buys Emp and TNT a drink
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*plants some real TNT around the tavern*
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*waters the TNT plants, and starts constructing a greenhouse*
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*sets fire to the TNT plants and watch them burn slowly instead of exploding*
Well, TNT, That is apparently a mean combo for creating a gorgeous lady :wb:
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:'(
my plants....
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*sets fire to the TNT plants and watch them burn slowly instead of exploding*
Well, TNT, That is apparently a mean combo for creating a gorgeous lady :wb:
:-[ Aww! thanks!!! ;D ;) :-P* Akka buys Emp and TNT a drink
:drunks: Whoo!
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*goes in the corner and pours all the salt in emps drink while hes not looking*
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* Akka "plants" some tnt down Bara's thought.
Isn't this fun
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*Switches drinks with Akka when he's busy...*
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Oh, and TNI, I hope you can forgive me, after all, I live in a nation with only 9'000'000 inahbitants... of whom 80+% are white atheists and maybe 10% are white cristian protestants...
*hugs Emp*
It's ok... i'm used to it!
It's kinda fun to watch people's reactions when I tell them I'm Native American, African-American, French and partly Jewish... my grandfather's mother was Jewish so... yeah... :clap:
Wow, my grandfather was Jewish too. I doubt you have the Jewish guilt gene though. lol
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* Being the wise and learned snowman that he is, Akka is aware of this and uses the drink to water the tnt he planted down Bara's thought
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*removes his last bit of non-ramdomness*
car, idiot, command, ballon, :h: :whip: :whip: :idk: :tai: :-\
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*Sits at the table with Emp and Reine and smiles at the mess her new nickname created*
CHEERS!! :drunks:
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*runs into the wall several times*
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Oops!! :D
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*bites a chair*
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Uh... Bara??? I think you should stop now... or possibly go back to the plane to you know.. sleep it off...
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*twitches*
he he he
*loads a shotgun*
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OH dear... Uh..uh...umm... LOOK THERE'S AN EVIL PANDAMONKEY!!
*point towards a plant in the corner*
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*shoots the door*
i got it!
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*sweatdrops* UH.... suuuuure... ;D
* thinking: Just nod and smile*
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*walks toward tasty 2*
food....
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uhhhhh....
*Looks around at everyone's passed out forms in a panic*
Uhhhhh...
*Slowly starts backing away*
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*grabs the taco behind Tasty 2/1*
food....
*eats the taco*
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*sighs in releif and thanks tacolicious for leaving a taco*
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*eats a chair*
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Although he will eat just about anything, shoot or blow up everything elese. He really is harmeless!
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yeah sure uhuh....
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GCE looks around at the mess. *shakes head* "Time for some drinking games!"
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I'd say I'm game, but I'm just laughing too hard at Bara's antics... Oi, Bara! Here, your very own AS-50, jetpack, and grenade launcher attachment. Not to mention this brand new FISH SABRE!!! :trout:
*sends Bara to his plane to have random killing fun*
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/me uses his wonderful Pha gifted powers to make the tavern neat and ummm well if its possible a bit more manly. he also traps bara in a box in the middle of a labyrinth in an alternate dimension.
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/me out of her plane into the newly man-i-fied Tavern, her nose so deep in a book that she nearly walks into a wall on her way to the bar. Somehow she manages to sit properly and order a Long Island Iced Tea.
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*looks around inside the box*
food....
*eats the box, and stumbles back in the tavern*
fish....
*eats the fish*
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umm.... bara,
That was a fish shaped explosive charge!
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*smiles and oreders what Allama is having*
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umm.... bara,
That was a fish shaped explosive charge!
What..?
*Twitchys stomach starts to go tick tick tick*
kinda catchy....
Twitchy, Twitchy, Twitchy
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* watches deciding on whether to put a force field around twitchy or everyone else... decides twitchy and surrounds him with a big force field*
Wouldn't want everyones pretty clothes to get yucky!!
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what, nothings going to happen!
*the force filed crumbles from the bomb*
see?
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But i like fire works
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/me with Vive.
To good men and whoever manages to hold onto one!
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*Toasts with the ladies
To good women and whoever manages to hold onto them!
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*dies from blood loss*
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*gives in to morbid curiousity, and takes a bite out of Bara*
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*wakes up*
Since when i have bit you?!
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Sorry, I was just wondering what you taste like. And for the record, you taste disgusting. Now go back to being dead.
*kicks Bara in the head*
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no, because now im awake! and just for that!
*picks larry up*
me and you are going to go to my plane, and were going to talk about fallen earth!
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Me thinks he is implying something...
Maybe "Falling to Earth" :-P
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me and you are going to go to my plane, and were going to talk about fallen earth!
Not if I can help it!
*Larry presses a button on his watch, and a giant robot smashes through the wall of the Tavern, marches up to Bara, begins charging up its laser cannons, then runs out of battery and shuts down*
Oh, I guess I can't help it. Okay, let's go.
Me thinks he is implying something...
Maybe "Falling to Earth" :-P
Gah! Mental image...too horrific...brain malfunctioning...
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/me with Vive.
To good men and whoever manages to hold onto one!
*toasts with Al and Emp*
:drunks: ;)
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* Akka butters his toast.
What?
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Is that a euphemism?
If it's not, it should be.
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indeed./me pulls out two glasses of wine and puts iocaine poison in both.
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Is that a euphemism?
If it's not, it should be.
Would you like to help me make a "sandwich?" O:-)
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*shoves larry into his plane*
Have fun, sucker.
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*has fun*
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*pokes his head*
Hey, your supposed to be dead now! Its a ork waaagh going on!
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This is the tavern. We're impossible to kill in here.
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Yeah, but hes in my plane. Its crazy in there.
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Crazy like a fox!
Yeah, I have no idea what that means. I'm gonna go now.
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nooo!!!!!
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Sheesh, calm down. I'm just getting a drink.
*returns, thirst suitably quenched*
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* watches Neil poison drinks*
Hey.. who are those for?? :)
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* Akka Brings in the crate Mike got him.
Now this is beer!
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*chops down a plank*
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* Akka is on his 13th pint and still going strong!
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/me sets the cups before himself and akka
"a battle of the wits i have poisoned a drink now tell me which one you wish to drink from?"
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Duh!!
I want the one that isn't poisoned!
Now Gimme! :drunks:
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Sweet! drinks!
*takes a drink from Neils and akkas table*
Thanks
*drinks*
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You live in the US right? The legal drinking age in the US is 21 right? You aren't over 21 right?
:fight:
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this is the Internet. that doesn't count.
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*siren sounds outside bar*
Open up! Internet Police! We're here to arrest a Road Warrior for drinking underage!
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about damned time..../me eats cake with GLaDOS.
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/me the door to let the police in, at which point Bara/Twitchy/Road Warrior/whatshisface is dragged off and tossed into a jail cell.
/me back down.
I'll have one of those, Neil. I spent several years building up an immunity to iocaine powder.
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/me hands al the scentless concoction.
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/me deeply.
Ah, refreshing. Thank you, my love.
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*walks into the tavern and turns on the TV*
Hey! its about me!
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I'd like a Smirnoff, please.
(http://www.landchark.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/YakovSmirnoff.jpg)
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no Smirnoff for you!
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>:(
You make me angry. You see the flag? That's a North Korean flag. Not a South Korean flag. If it was a South Korean flag, it would be waving with dignity.
I, sir, shall wave with Smirnoff.
*steals Smirnoff*
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/me burns all the flags.
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I just burn DPRK flags.
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*watches flags burn*
Why are we burning flags now??
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its a new trend. and it makes it easier for me to find a light for my smokes.
/me lights a camel off the burning american flag.
ahhh tastes like freedom.
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*burns a flag to*
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I burn flags with a passionate hate.
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um...ok...
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*drinks*
I also saw two purple bunnies this morning. That damn leprechaun was running after them again. I said, "Hey!" *hiccup* "You leave the Mr. and Mrs. Easter Bunny alone!"
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So I suppose I can't blow up the Tavern for old time's sake?
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way ahead of you
*hands Trey the Detonator*
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/me is glad he made sure it would only trigger a flood of good whiskey. and is also glad that good whiskey has a side effect of making children (bara) quiet for awhile.
"salut! cheers! eat drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die! and umm let's all get wasted!"
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"Here here to that Mister!!"
*Eats, drinks and bes merry!!*
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/me up the Twister mat on the floor.
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*makes an awkward attempt at Twister
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/me tipsily at the other drunks trying to play, then falls over.
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*Falls over in Al's lap
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/me to the bar to get everyone a round, not even tripping on the way over (not too many times, anyway).
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I saw I thought you somewhere befrad.
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*starts bumping into stuff*
Sombodey gave mah some wishety.
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*looks at his empty bottle*
Hey! *staggers* Who beer my drank?
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*staggers towards the flag burner*
have you seenish my dog?
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Ah!! A leprechaun! *swings beer bottles at Road Warrior, but misses and falls down... passing out in the process*
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Where?
*looks around*
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I can't look. My daddy says I'm not allowed.
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*shoves glass in air*
WHOO! Hard *hiccup* liquor!! :drunks:
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*stands up and falls over again*
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/me up a bit and puts on an old Coltrane record.
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*smashs into a wall*
Hey, im sober!
*gets a hangover*
crap.
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I see bunnies.
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/me starts up a fetish night at the tavern.
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Fedfish?
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/me gets onto the turn tables and starts spinning "people are still having sex" by Latour.
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fetish?
mines warhammer...
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:drunks:
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*grabs a Baseball bat, and lights some chairs on fire*
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*puts a lampshade on his head
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*lights KIAs lampshade on fire*
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*starts singing the opening lines to Led Zeppelin's Immigrant Song*
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*starts smashing his baseball bat into the wall*
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*listens to his dog tell him to kill RW.
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wha wha?
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*Kia grabs RW's bat and swings madly
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*ripes a pipe off the wall*
Its on Kia.
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*takes the ripened pipe from RW and eats it
A little too ripe.
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Check the Gatesville embassy for the invite to our St. Paddy's celebrations
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Maybe after I'm sober.
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im sober.
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/me grabs a guiness.
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*stumbles over to bartender*
Hey.. i'd like a chocha maramel clappuchino... or maybe its a flocha claramel mappuchino..or...
you know the thingy with the coffee...
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/me helps the young lady forget her values for a little while.
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OH YEAH!
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/me pours vodka into the kool aid.
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*points to a cucumber*
Hey! A bunny!
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stupid, thats a hippo
:h:
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/me pours vodka into the kool aid.
OHHHHHH YEEEAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
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*ponders for a moment*
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*ponders for a moment*
OH YEAH!
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/me helps the young lady forget her values for a little while.
Itsh not very nice to take advantage of a drunk girllll....
*Vive slurred and tried to slip around him*
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*stumbles over a drunk stumbling over something
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*Catches a drunk vive and helps her to lie down on the sofa while stroking her and ordering a festis stilldrink, cactus-lime.*
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*orders a Guiness*
Brilliant!
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E=mc2.
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kia nation=energy(spam2) + fun
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RW= Shotgun+guns+Warhammer 40k+fourm+spam+tacos
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confused=me
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WAAAAGGGHHHH!
*runs into a wall*
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*runs into nothing
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/me a martini, belatedly remembers she hates them, and tosses the glass against the wall.
/me until she realizes she needs to clean up the bits.
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/me pours vodka into the kool aid.
Trashcan Punch!
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Punch.
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/me pours vodka into the kool aid.
Trashcan Punch!
vodka in kool aid? what a waste....of kool aid lol vodka is best done in shots straight and chased with something...for Me usual just water. lol
Trashcan punch ~shutters~ last time I drank any of that.....(which our usual version of trashcan punch was just about every and any liquor one could find mixed together) I was violently ill for the first and only time ever when I have gotten drunk....lol
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Oh man, trashcan punch is such a horrendous concoction... designed only to ruin a bunch of perfectly good forms of alcohol and make people vomit.
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or if mixed properly its delicious and properly intoxicating beyond all reason.
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/me shows up.
Hey y'all.
Veramark/Bara/Twitch/RW/dude who can never make up his mind-> :smack: <-me
I'll join in the fun... but I'll just have a few glasses of Riesling.
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~agrees with Allama~ trashcan punch, at least everytime I've had it, has been pretty vile because in My experience no one really pays attention to the mixing of it. lol
So on that note...I'll just stick to vodka. Just a bottle or two.... lol
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I'm so drunk I don't feel like drinking.
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or if mixed properly its delicious and properly intoxicating beyond all reason.
As I understood it, the entire point of trashcan punch is that it's mixed terribly and with neither rhyme nor reason. A different disgusting mess each time. :P
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JELLY BEANS!
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WHOO!! I LOVE JELLY BEANS!! :clap:
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or if mixed properly its delicious and properly intoxicating beyond all reason.
As I understood it, the entire point of trashcan punch is that it's mixed terribly and with neither rhyme nor reason. A different disgusting mess each time. :P
an ametuer approach. it should be different every time but should never taste vile.
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Well be that as it may Neil I think I will just stick to my straight vodka and/or whiskey. I can drink all I want of those two and not get violently ill. lol (heh I make myself sound like lush......~shrugs~ oh well.) Oh yeah and lets not forget the goodness that the Germans call schnapps! In the words of Denis Leary, its liquid crack.
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or if mixed properly its delicious and properly intoxicating beyond all reason.
As I understood it, the entire point of trashcan punch is that it's mixed terribly and with neither rhyme nor reason. A different disgusting mess each time. :P
an ametuer approach. it should be different every time but should never taste vile.
The definition of Trashcan Punch is to pour left-overs together to form a new drink made out of everything consumed at a particular party. It's against the rules to balance things out for flavor's sake, blasphemer! :P
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alright i'll concede the point love.
/me grabs a smoke and a brew.
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i like that hat Neil!
I don't know much about trashcan punch but i know how to make a White Russian, an Appletini and a Margarita.. oh and I know how to make a Mint Mojito and a Non-Virgin Shirley Temple... yes i know I'm underage and yes I also know that most other teens don't normally know how to pour those drinks but hey... :D ;)
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*walks into the Tavern*
This is now taken over by the 159th Grivlar Rangers. Please let us see all Heretics.
If not, we shall pound this into dust with Auto Cannons.
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If you are 18 or above you wouldn't be underage in Sweden when it comes to drinking in clubs and bars. When it comes to sex you would have been considdered of age at 15 :P (and Swedish sin is a misconception that was invented by american porn studios)
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i like that hat Neil!
I don't know much about trashcan punch but i know how to make a White Russian, an Appletini and a Margarita.. oh and I know how to make a Mint Mojito and a Non-Virgin Shirley Temple... yes i know I'm underage and yes I also know that most other teens don't normally know how to pour those drinks but hey... :D ;)
thanks dollface.
i'd enjoy having a young beautiful girl serving me appletini's so i don't find it that strange of an idea.
@ emp
so its that cool over there eh?
/me toasts porn.
TO PORN!
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@ emp
so its that cool over there eh?
/me toasts porn.
TO PORN!
To porn.
*pops a porn video in the Taverns VCR player*
Its a beauty, isnt it?
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If you are 18 or above you wouldn't be underage in Sweden when it comes to drinking in clubs and bars. When it comes to sex you would have been considdered of age at 15 :P (and Swedish sin is a misconception that was invented by american porn studios)
Yeah My friend Manuel was telling me about the Sex age over there... He's German but he's half Swedish... so yeah... Hmmm.. you get to drink at 18? Interesting... ;)
@ RW
I can't say that Porn is the greatest since I don't watch it... well I saw one thing that was disturbing (two girls one cup... I SWEAR I had NO clue what it was at first!!!) soooo.... anyways... O:-) :-[ :-X :-\
Oh and does anyone wanna an Appletini, a White Russian, a Mint Mojito or a Margarita? I'm pouring and they're on me!! :drunks:
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I'll take a White Russian, thanks. I find them quite enjoyable.
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/me drinks appletini off of vive's stomach.
"you did say "ON YOU" right? right?"
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RW
I can't say that Porn is the greatest since I don't watch it... well I saw one thing that was disturbing (two girls one cup...
2 things
1) you...you...you digust me.
2) Rule 34.
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I SWEAR I had NO clue what it was at first!!!)
its funny how you forgot that part RW... >:(
what's rule 34?
and very funny Neil... heehee
oh and here Al! hope you like ;) *wink wink*
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http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/Rule_34 (http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/Rule_34)
Be warned...
very scary stuff.
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/me drinks to his wifey while giving everybody sexed up eyes.
"so who here wants to be in a movie?"
/me snickers.
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Count me out of being IN the movie... but here's $50 and two drinks on me* that says I'm in the audience, Neil...
*By "on me", I mean on SD's tab.
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>_< Rule 34 is disgusting, but true. It's just another version of the Chaos Fetish Dynamic.
Secondly, pass me another drink! I consumed the entirety of my previous beverage. :P
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Though we can't get driver's licences before 18 either.
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huh.
*hiccups*
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/me gets his wifey a new drink.
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/me the tasty drink and shares it with her hubby.
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*loads his autogun*
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/me the eventual, inevitable beginning of all-new, sure to be ridiculous and nonsensical violence while playing a drinking game with Neil.
Anyone want to join us for Quarters?
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quarters?
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ok.
That's my Quarter of my Tavern, and you enter it, you die.
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This deed says otherwise...
*produces a deed stamped by the MoA stating that the Taijitu tavern and everything and everyone in it belongs to me*
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well...uhhh....ummmm....hmmmmm
WAIT!
*photoshops The Empire with a Rooster sleeping together*
i want my section back, or i'll go to the Newspaper!
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*walks back into the Tavern*
uh... I'll, just have the usual...
*stihtes ien tnhde ccoormneesr anned naerrvously sips his drink*
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I did not sleep with that Rooster!
*EMP's bara's harddrive...*
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Crap!!!!
*shoots emp*
TAKE THAT, CHAOS SCUM!
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/me bounces a quarter off bara's head and into his wifey's drink.
"well i now implement a drinking rule. ummm i'll go with the thumb rule."
Neil places his thumb on the table.
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*jams thumb up Neils stomach*
ha!
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/me disbelieves all of bara's assaults so it is as if they never happened.
"from the book of drunk....
thumb rule: last person to put their thumb down MUST DRINK.
anything else be blasphemy."
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*puts his thumb on the table too, and kicks bara's shin just for the hell of it.*
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*puts thumb on the table, and kicks emp in the balls*
ha!
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*is glad he wore his spiked cup today and watches Bara clutch his bleeding foot* :-P
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Cheater.
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Of course! Only fools play fair!
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huh...
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oh you know don't play dumb.
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Your right...
*shoots emp with a plasma pistol*
SUCK THAT!
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/me Tal still sitting with no thumb on the table and rushes over to beat him to it.
Drink!
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*regrows a new head*
Now what was that good for? What I meant is, fools who play fair don't get laid very often... In this world, competition or cooperation are the only ways to getting laid. And 'fair' is just an other word that means special treatment for the weak or stupid.
Disclaimer: I only act as a pig to get reactions :P
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huh...
*shoots emp agian*
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sadly emp your words are fairly true.
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If a woman has to have men competing over her or backstabbing one another to find one of them attractive, she's probably a bitch and not worth being with in the first place.
That being said, let's have another round of drinks on Dixie! :drunks:
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To tell the truth, I don't compete for anything if I can avoid it. And Al', hun, that's a modified truth, women who encourage competition for them aren't worth the least bit of effort, but women who are worth the effort might be the focus of many unanswered desires, and one might have to help her get rid of creeps that won't understand a no.
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To tell the truth, I don't compete for anything if I can avoid it.
thats what i do.
or at least attempte.
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And Al', hun, that's a modified truth, women who encourage competition for them aren't worth the least bit of effort, but women who are worth the effort might be the focus of many unanswered desires, and one might have to help her get rid of creeps that won't understand a no.
I was only speaking of women who desire competition over them, silly Emp. :P
/me a bottle of Meritage from behind the counter and takes a long pull.
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I agree wholeheartedly! I wouldn't want anyone to have to have to compete over me for my own sick enjoyment... wait... i didn't mean i have sick desires that i enjoy but like... oh I'll just be quiet...
*grabs the bottle that was next to Al's and drinks. (and not in a dainty fashion) :D*
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Grabs a bottle of johnny walker, goes to a corner, and sit down.
Pulls a swig, and waits for the show to start.
The last time i was here i think there was a fight going on.
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got quiet here.
*:smack:'s everyone*
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/me feels it. oh yea.
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i suppose.
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*enters the tavern*
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*leaves the tavern*
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*waves goodbye at the stranger leaving the tavern, and then orders a nice non-alcoholic drink*
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*bust in the door dust off the tables and bar and loads fresh kegs in the taps and pores myself a cold one*
now to wait
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*dusts off the bar, two shot glasses and pours a shot of Johnny Walker for himself and towlie
CHEERS!
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*gets a broom and begins cleaning the place up*
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Ah-HA! *finds a dusty Captain Morgans bottle* I knew I left it here somewhere.
*pours a cup over the rocks*
MMMmmmm....certainly ages well.
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*dusts above bustos.... dust falls into his glass* whoops! sorry man lets get you a fresh glass.
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Considering how slow dust falls through the air, one would hope I would have been able to move my glass before this happened. However, indulging in aged rum, I might not have noticed.
*Looks into glass before next sip* "What the...?!" Glares at PUR Damn that kid.
Takes new clean glass and repours the precious rum. Takes a whiff and another sip. "MMMMMmmmmmm..."
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*rolls in kegs*
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*sits by Bustos* "so....ummm....how ya been?"
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Been good. Getting prepped for this old tech shit in the RP. How about yourself?
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fantastic and already well prepped with tons of steamtech ideas.
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*Being in college now, Trey now has a slightly more expansive background in this whole concept :P*
*Sits at the bar and observes the slowly-populating tavern*
Hey, haven't seen you all in a while. Screwdriver please, let's start simple. So...what's the over/under on how many pages it takes before this place is destroyed again? If my mind recalls correctly...I think a line of 4.5 pages is perfect. ;D
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"4.5 is really dependent on if Bara comes back or not.''
/me starts tending the bar
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Oz rises from the floor boards from magical dust.
"HElllllooooo.... Do you have Mimosas? What time is it? If it's after 12 I'll just take a beer, preferably a wheat variety, but this one time on a plane I sat next to a damned dog and I had to just block out my sense of smell with a Pilsner. Then I was wasted that whole 12 hour flight."
"OMG ARE THOSE WAFFLES?"
Oz convulses into a pool of his own saliva on the ground.
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*Walks in, looks at the bartender who shoots him a dirty look and then turns around and leaves*
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*The wizned old corpse in the cage by the stairs starts to groan and move*
Damn!, that was one wild night... hey! Why am I in this cage? and why din't anyone embalm me?!
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*Slides into view*
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*Falls through the ceiling* "Man! That's the last time I drink Yeager. Where's the Bartender?"
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*sneaks in through the back door* I'll have a nice warm mocha!
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Water no ice please.
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*turns off the lights and locks the doors*
R.I.P Taijitu :(
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Awww. Poor Taijitu.
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*kicks the door open*
Bollocks!
This is a bar dammit, not a funeral home! Let's get this fucking party restarted!
Drinks on me!
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WOOOHOOOO THE PLACE THE WONT DIE IS BACK
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*storms in, jumps on SD and starts drinking* wooohoooo! :drunks:
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/me orders a dry martini
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Oh what to drink...
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*Materializes suddenly*
"So at least certain things still stand in proper order eh? Speaking of proper order... HEY YOU BARKEEP GET ME MY PHABLESSED WHISKEY STAT!"
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make my martini with a green olive, not a black one.
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*orders beer*
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Better still, beers for everyone!
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WOOHOOO BEER
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Mm, beer.
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I think Beer should be the official drink of Taijitu. Hey Legislature get on that!
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You do realize that you don't have to wait for the Senate to do things like that?
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Pshh I have no time for such silly things like laws!
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Much as I love beer, I also do like wine and cider.
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Damn, it's been a while since I've been in here...this place is still standing? I figured someone else would've blown it up (again) by now :P
Jack and coke with a splash of grenadine, please.
Good to be back...again. I'm actually back at the same job I was at when I first discovered this place...still actually have the last couple of pages' most recent posts due to pwning the games subforum back in 2007, which is amusing :) Might have to do it again...
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Please do, we welcome spam as much as ever.
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Always great to hear.
(http://www.spam.com/ASSETS/0EE75B480E5B450F807117E06219CDA6/spamReg.png)
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I've found that if you can hear your spam - don't eat it.
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Man, reading this is making me sad I don't have real alcohol at hand.
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(http://www.whisky.org.pl/UserFiles/Image/Ardbeg_Logo%20Okragle.jpg)
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Business has been slow in here lately hasn't it? We've got to do our civic duty and help local alcohol producers! Rounds for everyone!
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*Mcmasterdonia walks into the Tavern*
My shout to night! Rounds for everyone!!!! :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :smack: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :smack: :smack: :drunks:
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Pour Me a glass of Beam, bartender!
(http://hanoiswans.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/jim-beam.jpg)
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ohhhhfth youuu drink thatttt crapppp! *smashes bottle on Letonna's head* :smack:
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That's a lot of alcohol.
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noithtthts notttttttt :smack:
I'm a violent drunk.
not really.
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Stop oppressing me with your alcohol induced barbarism D:
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I wisltss dooooooooo what i likE mr Delegate!!!!! :smack: :whip:
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Woooh! lets get this party started! :drunks: :fight: :trout: :smack: :whip:
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Or I can just drink alone...
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I just ran out of beer in real life, thank goodness for the power of the internet and imagination!
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:O
Actually now that I mention it, i don't have any beer either. Only wine and champagne for the girlfriend.. There is a bottle of kurrant flavoured vodka in the car, but its too early to go and retrieve that..
Anyway! Drink up Mr Gulliver :drunks:
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LOVES drinking alone!!! wooohhhhhhhh. May fight myself in the mirror :smack:
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You don't have to drink alone! I just discovered I have an affinity for good gin.
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Gin was created by the dutch.
Lately we have been drinking 'absolut', Swedish vodka infused with different flavours, we have drank a bottle of Kurrant, a pomegranate one, and a peach one in the last week or so.
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I mooched some Absolut off of some people at a party over Easter. I think I enjoyed it.
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Realized my last comment made me seem like an alcoholic.
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Not really.
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I like Gin to Gulliver. Nothing like a good Gin and seltzer.
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Hey guys look what I've brought!
(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7JDsXV8Axwg/TdGJRoU3LYI/AAAAAAAAMRs/tsePeB0OwJk/s400/havana-club-2.jpg)
Shhhhhhh don't tell anybody.
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I love Tequila. Just saying.
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I've never had it, not sure if I'd care for it.
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I think what I drink the most is vermouth, or maybe tint wine. But coke is probably no1 even ahead of water, hope not!
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The beverage or the drug?
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You could drink the drug I guess, but I wasn't talking about the drug. Just because drugs are legal here doesn't mean people consume everything...hope you know that.
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I just realized that McMasterdonia spelled "currant" with a K, and it's bugging me arbitrarily.
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That's because that is how it is spelt on that bottle of vodka. Tequila is nice gulliver I think you would like it,
Have a shot on me! :)
:drunks:
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I dunno...
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Peer pressure.
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Come on Gulliver, you can do it! Go go go go :drunks:
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SCULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
:drunks:
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Scul? Do you mean skål or is this some other term I'm unaware of?
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I don't know....
it just means drink the whole bottle really fast without stopping.
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Here we call it Penalti.
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So it means "chug".
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Chug sounds like a fat person to me.
But sure if that's what it is in your country.
Anyway. Drink up! :drunks:
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Oof, it is far too hot here right now, I could do with a nice cold drink.
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I would like to toast the outgoing Delegate! :drunks:
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I would like to toast the outgoing Delegate! :drunks:
Aye! A toast! *Coming up from behind the bar*
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This is how I walk when I'm strollin' down the street
(http://www.corsairartisan.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/label_gin_11.jpg)
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This is how I walk when I'm strollin' down the street
(http://www.corsairartisan.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/label_gin_11.jpg)
Gin does that?
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*wakes up from underneath the table*
How long have I been here for?
Fuck it. Pour me another gin barman!
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Where is my drink?!?!
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My drink of choice for any long study secession, lecture, good book, meal, road trip, bar fight, and family reunion!
(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/0c/Corona-6Pack.JPG/220px-Corona-6Pack.JPG)
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Long study secession???????????????
:drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks: :drunks:
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Pour me a little bit of a full glass of gin
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Gin? Get me Whiskey with plenty of ice
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*wanders in looking dazed*
"Beer and make it dank."
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:afro: :drunks:
It's been a while.
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Very very long time.
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/me wanders in looking tired and disheveled....
Bloody Mary, double strong extra hot...
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* mixes SD a Bloody Mary w/ plenty of Tabasco *
Hmm, think I'll have meself a drink as well while I'm at it.
* pours some champagne, leaves the bottle on ice in case anyone else wanders in, sits with SD *
Here ya go, my dear. Cheers!
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(http://media3.giphy.com/media/okSWjaytQ7Nm0/giphy.gif)
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* pokes passed-out SD with a spoon *
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* Floats into the room and takes a seat.
Scotch on the rocks, keep'em comin'.
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/me slides a bottle of glenlivet 18 year and a glass with chilled whiskey stones down the bar.
Enjoy comrade Mentok!
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Do you allow outside food here? Doesn't matter, you do now. Oooeeeoooh!
* Summoning powers
Cheeseburger, french fries, chocolate shake! Somebody's mind I's about to take!
* Selecting among people in the tavern.
Eeny, meeny, miney... mind swap!
* an unearthy voice utters Mentok's name as the mind of al' Khem and a dog exchange bodies
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Woof!?
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I'm sorry, I can't hear you over this.
* blows wet raspberry
Oooeeeoooh!
* Switches al' Khem's mind back.
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/me looks around confused.
Why do I taste... nevermind...
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/me wondered why the dog kept trying to stick its paw down her shirt, then gave up and went back to the bar
Champagne, please! And leave the bottle.
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*Arrives in the bar and have a look around before placing his coat on the hanger and taking an empty seat near one of the windows.
"One glass of water please. Make it snappy."
*Was surprise to see a dog wandering around the place.
"You allow animals in here? Now i worry about the state of hygiene in here."
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Awww don'tcha worry about that, he's a good boy.
/me directs the hose at the dog, just to be sure.
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Yeah, the dog is fine, it's Al' you need to worry about ;)
*Hides behind the bar
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Hey! I may present a biting danger but I am *extremely* clean.
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Not anymore!
*hits Al' in the face with a Vodka-Jello-filled super soaker 200 from the good 'ol Days and run upstairs howling with laughter
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/me dashes to the stairs intending to throw her champagne bottle at Emp but stumbles halfway up and tumbles back down.
Hmmm... maybe I just need another drink.
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Been awhile.
Bartender!
A bottle of Captain's, please.
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/me slides a bottle o' Cap'n down the bar to Bustos
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Wipes the dust off the bottle. "Damn. This is the same bottle from that case I brought in years ago."
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/me restocks the shelves, clearing the east wing for the new selection of craft brews.
If you stock it they will drink.
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/me finds a bottle of Rodenbach Grand Cru
Nice selection, wifey!
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[sigh]
...76? no no...75? YES!
75 bottles of beer...75 bottles of beer...on the...wall. [burp] Take one down! Pass it around! YEAH! 74 bott...[falls onto the floor]
I'm okay. It's okay! I didn't spill my beer. :drunks: 74 bottles of beer...
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/me sits down quietly and orders some wine.
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/me wonders why the Tavern is so empty these days. Must be the economy.
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*sits next to Allama* Come here often?
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/me jumps on the chandelier swearing he can make the jump into a shot glass.
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*stares at Khem on chandelier from a table in a corner* Does anyone accept bets on that guy's jump?
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$50 says he makes it to the shot glass but breaks both his legs!
/me refers Bustos to the "Taijitu Tavern 4eva" tattoo on her forehead.
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/me gently leaps from on high doing a triple axle twist jacknife into the shot glass breaking only the table beneath.
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/me hands Erno $50.
Damn acrobatics checks, of course Neil'd roll a nat 20... rassum frassum...
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/me tries to take a step and breaks both legs.
/me rolled a nat 1 after the nat 20
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A-HA!
/me snatches monies back
My guess was technically right. ^______^
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/me belatedly realizes she should fetch some help for al' Khem, calls ambulance
/me down with Neil to wait, passes him a big ol' fatty to pass the time
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*tries to mumble something about the money, but gives up and carries on sipping cider*
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/me Erno the blunt or some more cider, whichever he prefers
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Yeeeeesh, more of apple-y goodness! *stacks all of the offered cider on the table*
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Nice tattoo.
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/me uses a couple stimpacks and is okay.
"I would like a round of Dragons Milk for my Citizen-Comrades!"
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Hear, hear!
/me her fists on the bar rhythmically until the drinks arrive
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*Brings the "We will rock you beat" into play* :afro:
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/me off of her bar stool when she tries to perform the requisite stomps
Eeeeeww, it's all wet down here...
Wait... it's spilled booze! Some of it's even mine!
/me her empty glass across the floor
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^ lmao
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/me a round of drinks to all who post up at the tavern today
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Free drinks! I'm so there!
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*pokes his face from under the table
Free stuff? o_o
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Waiting on his free drink...
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*Banging table in the rhythm of "We will rock you."*
We want....We want...FREE DRINKS!
We want....We want...FREE DRINKS!
*Continues banging table in rhythm*
:drunk:
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/me a few fingers of scotch into a couple of glasses, slides them over to Bustos and Erno
Enjoy, mates!
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*Downs it in one go
Is it anticipation messing with my senses, other alcohol, or there was really not too much of it?
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/me pours a round for the crowd.
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:drunks: Awwwwww yeah!!!
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Thanks Wifey!
:wine:
/me about Hatoful Boyfriend's post-apocalyptic birdie madness after having a bit too much
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/me on the holy gloves of Pha to reach into the Bibo Infinitum closet and pulls out a box of fine wines
Hmmm, I'll prepare the golden bathtube
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The tavern has baths? Man I've been missing out. If they are Victorian bathtubs, sign me up!
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(http://www.likecool.com/Home/Bath/Golden%20Bathtub%20by%20Gruppo%20Treesse/Golden-Bathtub-by-Gruppo-Treesse.jpg)
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(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/224/7/d/shut_up_and_take_my_money____by_bennythebeast-d5awc0g.png)
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/me in her bath
(http://rossbender.org/clawfoot1.jpg)
Hmmm, I dunno about this Delfos....
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It has to be in turns Allama, plus the chocolate takes some time to drain.
WE NEED MORE BATHTUBS!
(http://www.likecool.com/Home/Bath/Golden%20Bathtub%20by%20Gruppo%20Treesse/Golden-Bathtub-by-Gruppo-Treesse.jpg) (http://www.likecool.com/Home/Bath/Golden%20Bathtub%20by%20Gruppo%20Treesse/Golden-Bathtub-by-Gruppo-Treesse.jpg) (http://www.likecool.com/Home/Bath/Golden%20Bathtub%20by%20Gruppo%20Treesse/Golden-Bathtub-by-Gruppo-Treesse.jpg) (http://www.likecool.com/Home/Bath/Golden%20Bathtub%20by%20Gruppo%20Treesse/Golden-Bathtub-by-Gruppo-Treesse.jpg) (http://www.likecool.com/Home/Bath/Golden%20Bathtub%20by%20Gruppo%20Treesse/Golden-Bathtub-by-Gruppo-Treesse.jpg)
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Hmmm, Chocolate covered Al'... I like where this is going XD
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Just got out of the tub...
(http://i.imgur.com/mny4nOO.jpg)
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moar liek
(http://www.wildencounters.net/weblog/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/42.-Male-Lion-with-wet-mane-snarling-Masai-Mara-Kenya.jpg)
(http://peter-fong.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/lion-wet-hair.gif)
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:kitty:
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/me out a line of shot glasses, enough for everyone in the tavern now and more
What should I put in them?
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:hug: CAPTAIN MORGAN!
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/me 6 or 7 shot glasses with Cap'n, gestures to them like Vanna White
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(http://www.directsmiley.com/cat/10/10_7_3.gif)
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(http://media3.giphy.com/media/okSWjaytQ7Nm0/giphy.gif)
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Keep em coming!
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/me to ready more glasses, enlisting the bartender to prep a week's worth of them
:shots: is now part of our forum smiley lineup
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:shots:
woot! my contribution shall forever go down in history!
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Who's down for a wine tasting?
/me a full glass of bordeaux, reaches for the next in line
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/me starts sticking bottles of wine to the wall with an exceptionally strong and quick drying adhesive.
All for the pasting!
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Then how are we supposed to get the wine outta those bottles on the wall?
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Like this!
*jumps out from the balcony and swings the chandelier within reach of the wine bottles, tossing one down to the crowd*
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/me starts sticking bottles of wine to the wall with an exceptionally strong and quick drying adhesive.
All for the pasting!
But he "glued" them to the wall.
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*Oh... hangs on to the bottle as the chandelier swings away...*
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*Grabs a ladder so Empire can get down*
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*listens to wall behind bottle creaking ominously*
Well, get a funnel with a hose and I'll pull the corks XD
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/me amused, from her wine-soaked booth in the corner
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I wonder if I should have a drink, too.
*pokes beer glass*
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beer? pssh. MOAR RUM!
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I'm really much of a drinker type. *avoids looking at people in the eyes* I guess... :X
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/me a glass with a nice, refreshing raspberry lambic, sets it by Syl
It's there if you want it. ^___^
There's plenty to do if you don't wish to drink, of course. Here in the Taijitu Tavern we have dancing, chandelier swinging, the occasional bar brawl... /me off
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And nude jello wrestling!
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and singing! 99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 BOTTLES OF BEER!!!!
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YOU TAKE SOME DOWN YOU PASS THEM AROUND THER'S 80'ISH BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL!
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80'ISH BOTTLES OF BEER!!!!!
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You, ah... might want to count those again.
/me off into the night, leaving a trail of little pink elephants and bubbles behind
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*counts remaining bottles of beer* 1,2,3,4...
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*drinks the raspberry lambic* This is nice. Is there any more of this? It tastes good.
And dancing you say? I'm interested but kinda shy about dancing. Haha..
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"And you should love it way more than you hate it
N***a, you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You the faggot ass n***a trying to pull me back, right?"
:drunks:
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(http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln29guluQX1qe8471.gif)
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I'm trying to understand what you're talking about but... :/ *looks for more raspberry iambic*
Dammit, no more stock. Oh well, I guess I'm just gonna have to try another drink.
*squints eyes in the dark, trying to read the bottles* Now, what do we have here...hmm~ *grabs a random bottle*
Sigh, too troublesome to read. Let's just get this over with.
*goes back out from the stock room and drinks straight out from the bottle* @.@ What's happening...
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your body longs for Pha, let Pha in! drink drink drink drink! :wine:
we ought to create chants for drinking for Pha for the garden party.
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Pha? *tries to sit down but falls on the ground* Just what did I just drink? @.@ Everything's spinning. Haha~
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*walks over the Syl and plants a flag*
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*takes the flag and waves it* Haha~ cool! A flag! *waves the bottle with the other hand* C'mon, let's all drink some moooore~ XD
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:drunks: :clap:
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And then put flags in empty bottles, so that they make funny SINKBDOINKBZZZZZING sound and don't fall from our hands!
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Okay~ *puts flag on empty bottle but, to dizzy to even see the hole* Can't fit it in D:
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:shots:
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*hits empty bottle by the corner of a table repeatedly, so that bottleneck chips off, and puts own flag inside the glass "cup"*
Yay, it fits now!
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Erno, that's not how you do it... le'mme show you!
*Grabs magnum bottle of champaigne steadily by the bottom cavity, Draws his sword and decapitates the bottle in one Swift stroke, sending the Cork and bottle top flying while he pours the foaming liquid into a pyramid of glasses*
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But... but... but... I could have taken the damaged table home and then sell it to buy more drinks! :'(
*comes up to the bottom of the pyramid, and drowns his newly-found sorrow - as well as the flag - in champaigne*
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:wine: :trout: :skull: :drunks: ;D :drunk:
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/me up the stairs from the basement, lugging a keg of raspberry lambic.
Does anyone know how to tap one of these things?
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A bartender who cant tap a keg? :o
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Who you callin' a bartender, knave?
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/me taps it ;)
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*tap tap* *tap tap* *tap tap*
I've tapped the keg. :keke:
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/me a few glasses of fruity deliciousness then gets the hell out from behind the bar before someone else tries to order a drink
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/me opens up the beer portal and begins bringing in cases of good stuff.
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* :clap: :clap: :clap:
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I dont want this fruity drink.
Wheres me rum?!
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/me throws a bottle of pirate rum.
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*catches bottle*
*bites cork and pulls it out*
ARG! me rum. the rum shall never be gone.
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Raspberryyy~ D: *chases for some raspberry lambic but falls on the face* I want some :(
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*looks over* thats is one clumsy girl. or drunk. or both.
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Hehe~ I wonder :D *sulks in one corner* Raspberry :'(
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Yeah some times service is slow around here. Thats why always ask for the bottle.
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/me a couple of faceless robots into the room, sets them up behind the bar
Alright, now serve us some drinks, automatons!
/me happens
/me fiddling with the control panels on their heads, muttering foul curses
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I didn't know that, I should've gotten the bottle...*crawls to those automatons and pokes a metal part* Heeeeey~ heeeeeeeey~ give me raspberry please. :'(
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(http://community.futureshop.ca/t5/image/serverpage/image-id/20820i49C36EEFE6AFFD11?v=mpbl-1)
A self serve station might be easier to maintain.
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jesus, I need that kinda of thing for my cnc needs...I wouldn't mind fitting it with bottles tho.
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*goes underneath the self serve station and opens mouth, pushing a button to let out one of the drinks* This is not raspberry :'( *goes through every bottle and eventually gets in a mess* I... took a bath. :D haha
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Hmmm, mebbe that's not such a good idea after all.
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It's not a good idea, but it's PRRRROOOOGRESS! *mixes random drinks, tastes the result, and spits* Okay, you know what? Screw progress, where's cider, again? >.>
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/me passes out on the chandelier, ya know the fancy one.
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/me a blanket at Khem, it ends up snagged on the chandelier.
Welp, I tried.
/me up under a table for a nap.
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Hmmm, do we set up the shot glass for off-chandelier-jumping again?
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*half-awake on the counter* Had too many... *stops self from vomiting*
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/me Syl into the powder room.
We have fainting couches for just this sort of occasion.
(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/14/32/bc/1432bc0d2892e2fb3ad8df5c84b01f01.jpg) (http://www.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/b/b/AAAAAt0IzNoAAAAAAAu0wA.jpg)
Also, energy drinks.
/me a big glass of redbull and vodka (mostly redbull), sets it by the sofas
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Oh, I thought you said last week they were your private "prey calming" couches?
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You must've been pretty drunk if that's what you heard. ;)
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:whip:
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*lies down on the sofa* Comfy~ *downs the vodka and redbull* I can't believe I did those stuff. Crazy.. :/
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Some just call it "Taijitu Spirit". Relax and get used to it! :drunks:
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See, Erno knows what's up.
/me the coat closet
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Not really, spent last 35 minutes and counting sitting upside down.
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Whoa, that's like... deep, man.
/me
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As deep as wine cellars in this place! *flings empty cider bottle away, aiming for a chandellier, but utterly missing*
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We have a wine cellar?? :wb:
/me downstairs to check.
WE HAVE A WINE CELLAR!
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Oh, wait, was that news or something? *tumbles under the table, then crawls back up, and sits on it*
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Everything's news when you're drunk enough. :-P
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...sounds like a toast! Cheers!
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/me wakes up and falls off the chandelier.
/me grumbles
"Damned three dimensional monkey bars..."
/me heads for Allamas hotbox.
"Ahh there's the upside!"
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hops behind the bar
FREE DRINKS FOR EVERYONE!!! :drunks:
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Woohoo!
/me a bottle of scotch and heads back to the hot box.
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Oh, Taijitu Spirit. I think I had too much of it awhile ago haha~
I think I'll pass with the free drinks.. I still don't feel good *still lying down on the sofa, covers eyes with right arm* ugh @.@
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Enters the tavern catiously
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SOMSTRATZKA! your name sounds like a thunder bursting into the tavern! Here have some booze
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Thank you sounds great!!!
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What'll ya have, Somstratzka? The Taijitu Tavern is quite well stocked, I think you'll find.
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Some vodka from the motherland sounds good. I shall also require a steak pie.
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rummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm cuban rummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm :drunk:
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Somstratzka shoots a nasty look at the drunk man.
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Pah, drink is evil - though if we must be villains, I'll drink you all into the swamp. ; )
I much prefer vices of smoke and decay. So if you have cigars, cuuuuuban ciiiiiigars, please do share; I have a powerful desire to exhale death, wahaha!
... And a strong coffee, please. Black as tar.
... And some licorice, too. Chewy black bitter kind.
Uh, is there a tab, here..? :goat:
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Nah, no tab, everyhting is on the Delegate!
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So, until we're elected, we can order some expencive stuff?
IF ANYONE HERE KNOWS HIS OR HER LIQUORS? I need help choosing o_o
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I may be able to assist you, Erno. ^_^ What sort of flavors do you like? Sweet, bitter, complex... pure ethanol?
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Not too sweet, not pure ethanol, and as expensive as possible!
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Can we smoke in here? looks for no smoking signs
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/me lights up a fat cannagar (http://www.acme420.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/magar.jpg).
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breaks out blunt making materials (http://assets.hightimes.com/phillies_0.jpg)
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Much obliged, Khem dearest, and thanks for starting up the next one, Bustos!
/me the cannagar then mixes up a Summer Bourbon Smash for Erno
Summer Bourbon Smash:
Mix equal parts Domaine de Canton (ginger liqueur) and bourbon
Muddle half a lemon
Serve on the rocks
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/me starts dosing the new guys with MDMA.
No problem :D
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/me up some blacklight posters and watches the new guys trip
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tone it down miss, thisn't a football stadium for them amount of lights
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Hey, what if we are one step away from glowing booze?
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One can only hope!!
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(http://www.mookychick.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/halloween-party-ideas-3.jpg)
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WHAT SORCERY IS THIS? :anguish: :wine:
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Welcome to funland!
/me grabs a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster
After two of those babies, the dullest, most by-the-book Vogon will be up on the bar in stilettos, yodeling mountain shanties and swearing he's the king of the Gray Binding Fiefdoms of Saxaquine"
—The drink's effects
The Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is the Best Drink in Existence. Its effects are similar to having your brains smashed in by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.
You should never drink more than two Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters unless you are a thirty ton mega elephant with bronchial pneumonia.
Mixing Instructions:
*Take the juice from one bottle of Ol' Janx Spirit.
*Pour into it one measure of water from the seas of Santraginus V — Oh, that Santraginean seawater! Oh, those Santraginean fish!
*Allow three cubes of Arcturan Mega-gin to melt into the mixture (it must be properly iced or the benzene is lost).
*Allow four litres of Fallian marsh gas to bubble through it, in memory of all those happy hikers who have died of pleasure in the Marshes of Fallia.
*Over the back of a silver spoon float a measure of Qualactin Hypermint extract, redolent of all the heady odours of the dark Qualactin Zones, subtle, sweet and mystic.
*Drop in the tooth of an Algolian Suntiger. Watch it dissolve, spreading the fires of the Algolian Suns deep into the heart of the drink.
*Sprinkle Zamphuor.
*Add an olive.
*Drink... but... very carefully..
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*gulps down a crate of Nuka Cola Quantums*
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/me makes some mississippi quantum pie.
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*Pours coloured fluorescent drinks in glasses randomly, then sits and stares at them in black light with a gasp*
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/me one of the fluorescent drinks, then mixes two together to watch the colors swirl
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*grabs a spoon off a random table, and stirs one of said mixes*
It'll taste awfully if it looks nice, right? >.>
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It's almost May. Let's drink, smoke, and get rowdy for spring! ;D
/me through the bar, topping off beverages on the way.
(https://media1.giphy.com/media/QsfE51fiP7rQ4/200.gif) (https://media1.giphy.com/media/GSs4tfebRK9CE/200.gif)
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Marlon likes what he sees here in The Taijitu Tavern. (https://media3.giphy.com/media/rxsJAwFauO9va/200.gif)
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*grabs a spoon off a random table, and stirs one of said mixes*
It'll taste awfully if it looks nice, right? >.>
Maybe.Try it!Try it!(Chants a few hundred times)
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/me fists on table, joins chant
Try it! Try it! Try it! Try i- ... try...
/me distracted by a passing bug, stops chanting to stubblingly follow its flight through the tavern
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Hey, uhh... I'm not in the mood for alcohol now. What other drinks do you have here?
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We have a large selection of juices, from grape to guava, and some truly delightful teas and coffees.
I'll be in the wine cellar. :wine:
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What's your favorite tea you guys serve here?
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Mine is a finely nuanced oolong for calming moments, or a spicy masala chai for a more aromatic and invigorating experience.
/me a piping-hot cup of each on the table in front of AwesomeSaucer.
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I'm a bit stressed, so I'll try the oolong.
Takes Sip
Oh, not bad!
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/me through the empty tavern, peering into cabinets and drawers behind the bar *
/me a frozen margarita *
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/me walks in quietly and sits in front of the bar.
So, what's the signature drink in here?
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/me down an oddly-colored drink in front of Bon, sloshing some of the glass' contents onto the bar.
Why doncha introduce yourself to the Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster?
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I'm Bon, from around...
/me at the drink and drinks a tad of it.
Sweet...
So, what can you tell me about here?
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There's not much to tell, really.
...unless you count the mole people.
On an unrelated note, don't go in the basement.
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*listens to the noises of frantic scratching of claws on metal from the other side of the 3" thick armor steel basement trap door*
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/me makes a fresh batch of Pangalacticgargleblasters.
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/me one down
Houston, we have blast off!
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Who's up for a drink? I'm buyin'!
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pour me one
let's party like it's 2183!
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/me up a rollicking George Clinton number on the ol' jukebox
Awww yeah, get down, get funkaaaayyyy
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