Oh yea? Who has more money. As we all know money is power (jk)...

OCC: 200 posts in this thread!!!!

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I dunno who to say owns the bar, as I am still within slave bonds of both...

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Rawzer frees SlaVitiCkus, beats pp with a large spoon, and now provides chocolate milkshakes for 5g.

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LabRat orders twenty five chocolate shakes, and refuses to pay for them until threatened by Rawzer's spoon. LabRat hands twenty five thousand gp over but then asks how much he could buy the bar for. He puts two rings of the gods and 250,000 gp as his first offer but is chased out of the bar by Rawzer's dreaded spoon. He goes off to figure out a spell to shatter Rawzer's spoon.

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pp puts one hundred, fourty five thousand pieces of gold on the table, as an offer for the bar. But Rawzer noticed the coins are fake and looks around so he can harass pp... but he is nowhere to be found.

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SlaVitiCkus is glad to be freed, puts five REAL gold coins on the table and orders a chocolate milkshake

Hey, this stuff aint bad!

EDIT- SlaVitiCkus wonders how long his freedom will last this time

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(This message has been edited by SlaVitiCkus (edited 04-04-2003).)

LabRat comes back with his new spell, and shatters Rawzer's spoon. He orders four rootbeers and a tart but eats all of it in less than three seconds. After suffering from severe indigestion, he falls over unconcious on the floor while pp steals his money and staff and then hurls him out the door of the pub.

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(This message has been edited by LabRat (edited 04-05-2003).)

Meanwhile, Cha0s is hungry again and orders a Coke, Chips, and another hot dog. He notices that LabRat is lying on the floor and decides to move him to a softer resting place : the garbage dump. Of course he leaves a note in pp's handwriting in LabRat's pocket so that the culprit will be obvious. He then sits back and enjoys lunch.

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LabRat awakes to find himself in a garbage dump with a bad stomach ache.
He finds the note in his pocket, and grumbling, gets up to find out who really did it.
After a few minutes, he creates a spell allowing him to find out the guilty party.
LabRat then goes to the bar and brings out his most deadly weapon against ChaOs and pp, a terrifiying elven dagger, dripping with rootbeer. But, as he is about to bring this deadly weapon to bear on the evildoers he is polaxed by Rawzer's spoon on the back of his head. This time ChaOs steals his money and every last rootbeer he had (sob) and his beloved dagger. He is given to a group of minotaurs to use as a slave off the south coast but vows to defeat the evil ones who stole his rootbeer

Health is merely the slowest rate a which one can die- Garrison Keilor

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KDC finally snaps out of her coma, and lifts herself up off of the foosball table.

heh. Dr. Pepper? Yeah, I'll take one of those.

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Things can be accomplished with two dozen freezer-burned waffles, a half roll of duct tape, and 8,000 neon shoelaces. I just know it. . .

"Yo," says Rawzer as he slides a DP across the bar toward kdc. Kdc, with her freakishly low attention span, forgets about the drink, and it slides straight off the bar.

"Yo!" shouts Rawzer as he slides ahother one. Kdc catches it this time. "Woo!"

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Rawzer decides to nail up a plaque:

This be ye olde Blue Mushroom Pub. It will always be owned by Rawzer, no matter what. "Screw all y'all." Oh yeah, and Rawzer's Spoon of Awesomeness will always own everything. Again, "screw all y'all."

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(This message has been edited by Rawzer (edited 04-05-2003).)

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Originally posted by Rawzer:
**This be ye olde Blue Mushroom Pub. It will always be owned by Rawzer, no matter what. "Screw all y'all." Oh yeah, and Rawzer's Spoon of Awesomeness will always own everything. Again, "screw all y'all."

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SuperNova returns to the pub, reads the sign, and comes to the conclusion that Rawzer's soul was purchased by a spoon.
Time to kick some spoon butt!!!

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Kdc downs the DP with amazing speed. Oh, the joys of carbonation!...

You guys don't know what this stuff does to me

(OOC - Hey, Rawzer... thanks for showing me this place. Methinks I like it!)

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Things can be accomplished with two dozen freezer-burned waffles, a half roll of duct tape, and 8,000 neon shoelaces. I just know it. . .

SlaVitiCkus slips over the spilled root-beer......Right on to the foosball table, snapping it in two.

"Hey, this wouldnt of happened if pp had done his job!"....This is what SlaVitiCkus tried to say, but he only said "Hey, this wouldnt of ha..." before KDC takes one half and smashes SlaVitiCkus's head with it.

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Going to war without France is like going deer hunting without your accordian.

Cha0s surveys the carnage before shaking his head and removing himself to a safer part of the room. However, he just can't resist getting a bucket of water from Rawzer to pour on SlaVitiCkus...

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As ChaOs pours the water over SlaVitiCkus LabRat reapears battered and bruised after weeks of hard minotaur slave labor. But, he had found some root beer and after drinking three bottles he easily squashed the minotaurs. Now, as he has just portaled into the room, he revenges himself on ChaOs with a gallon of root beer applied to the head. Now ChaOs falls on top of SlaVitiCkus stunned, with rootbeer drizzling into his ears. LabRat steals his money and the rootbeer and dagger stolen from him earlier.Then he levitates ChaOs stunned figure into the air and conjures up a sign saying: This is what happens to who people meddle with rootbeer drinkers. But as he is about to order two more rootbeers, a section of the roof falls on his head and stuns him. pp climbs down from where he had been hiding, ready to drop the chunk of wood. Rawzer congratulates pp on his good aim and awards him fifty thousand gold pieces. Health is merely the slowest rate a which one can die- Garrison Keilor

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SlaVitiCkus is very confused

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Going to war without France is like going deer hunting without your accordian.

He should be so that LabRat may trick him into giving LabRat discounts on root beer.

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SuperNova attacks all of the spoons in the pub, causing the patrons to complain about not having anything to stir their drinks or eat their soup with.

The real spoon had regenerated and was now growing into a giant spoon shaped dragon with a possession sword and a alcohol ray because it learned that all the spoons were destroyed.

SuperNova grabs all of the knives in the bar for his new dagger technique, 7 knives. The attacks don't affect the spoon, so SuperNova launches a Solar Lance at the creature.

The spoon, having a low melting point, was completely vaporized by the hot plasma and the poisonous fumes killed off most of the NPC bar patrons, except for the talking doormat that had been hired between this post and the previous one.
The sign that said that Rawzer was the only owner of the bar was also destroyed, allowing SuperNova to take the bar as payment.

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SlaVitiCkus decides that all of the recent events were a dream, merely because all of them were quite stupid...

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