Rebel Manta leaves the bar but quickly returns with her UE Fighter. Gets an idea that there should be a new game called "Crashing Penguins". Crashes into pp again and again. pp gets mad and kicks her into the acid pit. Rebel Manta returns still in her UE Fighter covered with acid. Rebel Manta turns a fan on and gets all the acid off. Unfortunately, pp had been right next to her to throw her into the acid pit again, so he gets covered with acid. Rebel Manta throws him into the acid pit again.

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The road goes ever on, Out from the door where it began. Now far the Road has gone, Let others follow it who can! Let them new a journey begin, But I atlast with weary feet Will return to the lighted inn With my evening-rest and sleep to meet.
=The Lord of the Rings=

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Originally posted by Rebel Manta:
**Rebel Manta leaves the bar but quickly returns with her UE Fighter. Gets an idea that there should be a new game called "Crashing Penguins". Crashes into pp again and again. pp gets mad and kicks her into the acid pit. Rebel Manta returns still in her UE Fighter covered with acid. Rebel Manta turns a fan on and gets all the acid off. Unfortunately, pp had been right next to her to throw her into the acid pit again, so he gets covered with acid. Rebel Manta throws him into the acid pit again.

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PP is not your puppet!

Nebula Roamer challenges D to a game of table tennis.

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The ways of the Bounty Hunter ties with the Rebellion.
Go to Hunter HQ and aquire some vital knowledge!!

A tall and vary athletic looking Voinian walks into the bar, his steel gaze taking in every thing.
Borb II laughs to him self, at the crazy person dunking the penguin in the acid pit.
He slowly turns on his shield generating body armor.
"Barkeep! I'd like a root beer."
He sits down, thinking how big this place is.

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A life??? Ooo thats a new plug-in right?
"Borb II of V.S.S Hellfire."

(This message has been edited by Borb II (edited 01-13-2003).)

"With pleasure" D hands the drink with significant respect to the Voinian.

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"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

You ain't no bar keeper Desperado, now for the game of table tennis.

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Rebels=fast Confed=suck Traders=cool BountyHunters=little bros chasin you, bitin you.

Borb tips the barkeeper, for the great service.
Then gets ready to watch this proposed TTT match, with a slightly amused look on his face.

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A life??? Ooo thats a new plug-in right?
"Borb II of V.S.S Hellfire."

Ain't no barkeep? My 200th post will speak to my talents behind a bar! (I still feel so small...)

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"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

Rawzer docks his Argosy outside the bar. Stepping in, he looks around, with an incredibly confused look on his face.

"This isn't the Boozerama..."

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Social correctness has traditionally had nothing whatever to do with reason, logic, or physics.
-Douglas Adams, Salmon of Doubt

Shek Sunrunner shambles over to where Zurg is seated. Seating himself slowly, the Dur'achi swordmaster turns to Zurg and introduces himself.

"I am Shek clan Sunrunner, soldier of the Hordes of Sorul and warrior of Ellif. In my country, we prize telepathi as elite commanders. It was no harm for me in earning my rank, equivalent to commander of thousands in your lands," he confides to Zurg. "I am curious as to how you trained yourself to detect other telepathi. It takes years of study in the deepest battle meditations with the Masters of the War Academies to achieve such talent. Will you quench my curiosity, and I will reciprocate on questions you wish to ask of me."

Shek orders another of the strong beverages, deciding to nickname it the Trance Former, in homage to its unique meditation-inducing properties.

P.S. I hope you all get that joke...

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All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.
—J. R. R. Tolkien

Borb looks with great concern at Solel and Zurg conversing in the corner.
"Hey! Barke... errr, umm, can I call Big D?"

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A life??? Ooo thats a new plug-in right?
"Borb II of V.S.S Hellfire."

Dragoon walks in with a weiner dog under one arm and a two-foot salami under the other. He looks around to see if there is an acid pit. After seeing that there isn't, he summons one from the Nether Planes. "Much better," he says, putting the salami down on the bar and ordering a shot of Saalian Brandy.

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(url="http://"http://www.evula.org/dragoon/")D(/url)o not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.
(url="http://"http://www.evula.com")com(/url) | (url="http://"http://www.evula.net")net(/url) | (url="http://"http://www.evula.org")org(/url)

<dragoon look at the crazy lady dunking the penguin in the acid pit>

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A life??? Ooo thats a new plug-in right?
"Borb II of V.S.S Hellfire."

"All my skill with telepathics I learned within a month," said Zurg in reposne to Shek's inquiry. "I am a clone. I was made in two days work by a group of cloning scientists, within 6 months I was fully matured and had learned twice as much as any ordinary human could in their lifetime. I have been trained in combat and statedgy, the scientists hoped that I would become ruler of the Human Renegades, but my time has not come. In fact I have around a thousand years to gain that position. In all my learning i have not gained any knoledge into this battle trance that you use, that is why I reacted so harshly to your telepathy."

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Life is full of surprises, but never when you need one.

• Homicidal Psycho Jungle Cat

Shek nodded thoughtfully to this answer. A human clone...Yes, it spoke sense. The Dur'achi had long believed their human cousins to be capable of telepathic abilities. With the arts of cloning, the gene marker for telepathi could be enhanced, bred true. Such a pronouncement from Zurg helped to confirm his suspicions. Turning to Zurg, the swordmaster spoke.

"The battle meditation is a simple procedure. Despite its name, it is not at all violent in nature. It is merely the ordering of one's mind, done in the fashion taught my people at the Sarpi War Academy, a proving ground for Dur'achi swordsmen. Although our respective physiologies are different, it may be possible to teach you this process. As to your description of yourself, it fits much with my own characteristics. The swordmasters of Ellif are also its generals, and we command the Hordes of Sorul, the most potent military force of Durach," he continued. "Come, surely you have questions of your own? The virtue of inquisitiveness is even more highly prized than telepathic ability in my land."

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All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.
—J. R. R. Tolkien

Continually dishing out the drinks, D replies quietly: "Call me whatever you please. And would someone get the penguin outa the damn acid pit already?!"

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"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

Kirk's Zachit Dreadnaught docks, and Kirk walks briskly to the bar and went directly to the bar and said, "All Drinks are on me for the next ten minutes."

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Upon hearing the Zachit announcement, Shek perked his ears.

"Barkeep, send me down another one of these solutions," he called out, winking at Kauthor and Zurg simultaneously.

With two of the drinks on hand, he planned to try a new meditation.

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All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.
—J. R. R. Tolkien

Dragoon chokes on the salami and dies. A slight nudge from a nearby patron sends him flying into the acid pit.

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(url="http://"http://www.evula.org/dragoon/")D(/url)o not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.
(url="http://"http://www.evula.com")com(/url) | (url="http://"http://www.evula.net")net(/url) | (url="http://"http://www.evula.org")org(/url)

Borb grabs his MK7 neutron rifle from his back, setting it to three round burst, as he brings it up to his shoulder, slowly he aims, and in a blaze of purple
the penguin is shot out of the AP.
"Big D, do you want the salami guy, out of the AP also?"

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A life??? Ooo thats a new plug-in right?
"Borb II of V.S.S Hellfire."

Nevermind.

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"I love deadlines, I love the 'whooshing' sound they make as they go by." - Douglas Adams.

(This message has been edited by phantompenguin (edited 01-17-2003).)