Smiles that the bar is going well, and passes around the bottle of tequila.
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"I- I Swear Officer.. The Dwarf was on fire when I got here!"
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As the bartender passes a glowing drink accross the counter it exposes the surface of the bar to large amounts of radiation. Suddenly a new species springs up from the bacteria once lying dormant on the surface of the counter. Into a barstool one of the members lands and promptly asks for a Doctor Pepper. I am roused from unconsiousness briefly; only long enough to grab my blaster pistol and melt it into oblivion before it can make the same mistake I did. And then, spelling mistake included, I fall face firts onto the bar.
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Originally posted by rebel council:
**"So. How's it going?.... Yep yep yep, uhu, uhu uhhhu. Niiiiice!" RC speek's with VoinianAmbassador.I was out for a little while, sooo...., did jess post her pic?
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No, because it has to already be on a site, and the only pics of me that are on the net I really shouldn't post here
Jess walks up to the bar shyly. 'If I don't have to sleep with anyone, can I post here too?'
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You're damn right, I am the Tooth Fairy.
Can you play the bongoes? -
REDchigh looks at Jess, looks her up and down...
You can post here as long as you promise not to sleep with anyone.Check new rule
REDchigh places Jess behind the BAR
"I'll be right back people..."
and a Neon Green/Aqua blue trim crescent warship whizzes by the window.
(Yes, my CW can "Whiz"!)
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"I- I Swear Officer.. The Dwarf was on fire when I got here!"(This message has been edited by -REDCHIGH- (edited 12-06-2001).)
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Careful Shrout... that mutant bacteria could be the fifth strand.
What kind of a place are you running here Chigh? On my world, bacteria are rounded up and exterminated. The only bacteria we allow to go on living are the ones that earn a temporary reprieve by betraying others of their kind.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going for a whizz.
(Yes, my character can "Whizz"!)
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A Zidara docks at the bar and a few minutes later a half Miranu-Half Zidagar walks in and orders some Saalian Brandy, looking around the room idly, her hand on a gun.
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Of course Women don't work as hard as men....They do it right the first time.
My AIM is RimaTiger(This message has been edited by Rima (edited 12-07-2001).)
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REDchigh returns, notices the bacteria for the first time, greets it, hands it some liquor, and talks to it.
REDchigh brushes Jess away from the Cabinet.
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Hoa Hoa I am the council leader!
Ok, no im not
Hands Jess a ticket to Council station, and whispers in her ear the secret to council station.
She runs off with half the guys in the Bar, and soon, they arrive at Council station, where they are welcomed by a large crowd dressed in white, giving them all the food they would ever want, and fulfilling their every desire. (Yes, EVERY desire.)The rest of the Bar members look at the Bacteria.. "What was the secret?"
Oh, Council station is just a hospital for the strand's criminally insane. All the biggest perverts are also sent there, for sex is different altogether in the Crescent, and although sex isn't brandished, the Zidigar need their entertainment. Why else would they be so melodramatic? IT's too much 42 hr. news. The Igadzra are paranoid from too many suspense thrillers, and the Adzgari are hyperactiuve because of all the cartoons they watch, but most of all, the wars are because the strands want to kill off the insane people, but even though they are insane, the extra adrenalin does wonders for piloting ability and anger in warfare. -
Shrout1 awakens from his drunken stupor. He thinks to himself "I've been drunk too long, I have to do something exciting." So he steps outside into the parking lot and boards his hovering Crescent Warship. He brings it up about 20 feet into the air and them turns all three of his SD blaster turrets towards the bar. He presses the trigger.
The destruction is incredible, the carnage; amazing. Pieces of the bar fly everywhere as concussive energy waves shock the buildings around it. Huge jets of flame shoot from the bar and finally it goes up in one huge explosion, clearing out all the buildings within a city block. Shrout1 feels very satisfied.
So he sits back in his comfy chair on the bridge and watches as the smoke slowwly disseminates itself from the scene. The bar dissolves back into view as the effect of his Simulated Destruction Blasters wears off. He decides to go try and to make friends with the bacteria, thinking about another one of those great "Doctor Peppers". As he walks back towards the building he notices someone keying VonianAmbassador's Dreadnought.
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< snip>o...k... Jess just goes along with the whole thing, and returns a week later. It wasn't that good, they hadn't heard of Vodka. Speaking of vodka, Jess grabs herself a large one. That sounds really dodgy.
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You're damn right, I am the Tooth Fairy.
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Shrout1 looks around the bar and notices that there is no one there at the moment. Even the bartender seems to be gone. All is silent. Only the bacteria sits in the chair next to him, slightly angry that he had been shot, but forgiving because he had already regrown that appendage. So Shrout1 strikes up a conversation. "How are you doing - minus the arm thing....."
"Burbumdy blurble burm burb dy blurd," the bacteria replies.
"I understand completely," Shrout1 answers. "The same thing happened to me on Tau Ceti, of course my Mother-In-Law wasn't involved."
"Blurb blablablabla bliumdy,"the bacteria says.
"Oh yeah, I know the feeling." Shrout1 responds, taking a sip of his new "Dr Pepper". Then a mattress walks in and sits down in a chair, calling for the bartender. Its sits there, flolloping.
Shrout1 decides that he doesn't know what flolloping is and goes to use the bathroom.------------------
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The Large Blue Swirly Thingy suddenly appears in the bar and ESPilot falls out of it, smashing his face on the floor right next to Jess.
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Jess is sick? This is news...
Hey, you can email your pic to me and I'll post it somewheres. If you can remember my address, that is.
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Delighted with the fact the bar is now blistering hot (due to the fact that its cieling fan has been smashed to unrepairable bits by a baseball bat) Tennis shoe2000 then procedes toward the arcade games, maybe when he's done he'll make hot love in front of the children in the daycare portion of the bar...
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**... VonianAmbassador's Dreadnought.
**Dreadnought? I conduct my diplomatic business from a (slightly) customised Voinian Supply Ship, as anybody who's seen the 'personalities of the EVO webboard' plug string can testify.
Dreadnought? Hmm... Do you always overestimate the size of things, Shrout? That pretty little Zidagar barmaid who's been flirting with you may be in for a disappointment.
Happy anniversary, BTW!
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Shrout1 is thinking........
The mattress sitting between he and VonianAmbassador does a very effective Job at absorbing that nasty little comment. Beyond that he thinks about all the Vonian supply ships he's toasted in his CW, and eyes a nice little one sitting in the parking lot; crushed beneath the Dreadnought he mistook for VonianAmbassador's.
Hey, the plates were the same....
Shrout1 wonders about the reproductive system of the Vonians, but really doesn't care to go too in depth.------------------
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Rima sits down at the bar and waits for her Brandy. Finally she sighs, and, with lack of anything better to do, picks up an ad for a shop nearby that specializes in cute, strange, and hectic pets. She grins and quickly goes out of the bar.
She comes back with and innocent, cute-looking baby animal. It was a dragon, but Rima smiled proudly at her new young charge, only ten feet long at the moment. He was not Pernese, and he was black with silver streaks over his shiny scales. And, just like everyone else, he would regenerate after being killed.
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Of course Women don't work as hard as men....They do it right the first time.
My AIM is RimaTiger(This message has been edited by Rima (edited 12-10-2001).)
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Have you noticed...? It's never violent here. How strange. Maybe all the psychopaths are at that Itchy JuJu place. Suits me fine.
The license plates on my Voinian ships are all the same. They read MAN14C. Uh, the supply ship was just a 'courtesy car' from the garage... honest. blush
Incidentally, I have never heard of the Vonians.
Hey, is it Happy Hour again already? Free fuzzes with every drink? That's cool, but I demand plenty of relish on mine this time.
I'll have a Lunar Sunrise. Oh, and a pint of paraffin for Rima's dragon.
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Lunar Sunrise:
1 part dark rum
1 part vodka
2 parts Croak-a-Koala
1 tbsp (from the Tbspina region of Omm)
juice of half a double-sized onion
Sprinkle with crushed hopes
...and broken promises
Serve with a smile.------------------
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