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My Bar - Zerobanshee - 02-05-2008 "hmmm...what the hell did i put in it...? oh yeah. well, i usually add this romantian ground slice of {beef}?, ground peppers from an illegial trade company in India, straight 100%proof vodka from Russia, and that green thing at the top is an olive from italy." He makes himself a drink of the Brain Bomb, pours it into the goblet he adores, and immediately chucks the substance down. "It is usally best at once." He says. "That way yoooooooo-" he begins to stumble, and slams heavily into the counter/ "dame, havent' had one of these in years. No wonder i quit." My Bar - Darkemperor121 - 02-25-2008 Walks in and brings Mathalamus with him. My Bar - Zerobanshee - 02-25-2008 "Oh lord. I'd better set the bar up for some random explosion" *Steadies himself from the brain bomb, and begins to tend to more orders. My Bar - kitten_klyd - 02-29-2008 ~Yawns, and struggles to get free of the cobwebs tha thave built up on him, after his long afkness.~ "Did i miss anything?" My Bar - Allpone - 03-21-2008 Walks in and sets in the dark corner of the bar. My Bar - Screamthoughts - 03-22-2008 "Oh Ruin...Did ya miss me? While your looking like you need something to do, why don't you mix me up a alien urine sample? Pretty please?" ~Walks over to Ruin and runs her fingers threw his hair griping tightly she pulls his head back and kisses him on his forehead and shoves him up right, and smiles at him in a mysterious manner, awaiting for his reaction she leans against the bar.~ My Bar - Pamela - 04-01-2008 Allpone Wrote:Walks in and sets in the dark corner of the bar. OOC: Hey you!! OMG how are you doing?!?! God the baby is getting close to a year old now! How is the wife and how is your tour of duty going?? IC:*Pamela hears a comotion and ventures from the office,where she has discovered the mummified remains of the c0-owner.Kneeling lightly on a knee,Pamela chants softly,eyes turning to a bright crimson,she implores the Elvaan spirits to protect and safegaurd her patrons. Noting a lone figure in the corner,Pamela approaches without fear. With a nod to the barmaid,Scream,she calls for a strong brew.* With a long pause,and a piercing gaze.Pamela speaks to the champion,and protector of her Bar. "My Lord,your journey was long,no doubt full of danger and enemies.May I share a drink and catch up on your tales of adventure?" *With a smile,she takes a chair next to his,and with bright eyes,full of interest,listens to an amazing story* My Bar - Zerobanshee - 04-02-2008 *after a long time from being away from his computer, the first thing Ruin does is he pulls out his Claymore from within his trench coat and runs through ScreamThoughts for the kiss.* April Fools. *He grins, and plucks a chicken from within his pocket, squeezes it, and lets the extrements of the hide of the chicken run into a glass. Pulling out a thin bottle, corked and filled with an odd blue liquid, he pours only a couple of drops into the glass, then adds milk.* "Here ya go." *He hands it to ScreamThoughts.* "Expect the stuff to come back up." My Bar - Screamthoughts - 04-05-2008 I wouldn't even make my dog drink that! ~Slides the glass back to Ruin.! My Bar - Zerobanshee - 04-09-2008 "well, you did ask for an alien sample..." *he looks at the glass for a moment* "well, can't let it to waste" *he then takes the glass and downs it in a single gulp, and immediately followed this drink with a Brain Bomb, which the combined powers of both drinks makes his tongue completely useless, and numbs his entire lower jaw. My Bar - kitten_klyd - 04-15-2008 ~laughs hyterically at ruin and wipes tears from his eyes as he jumps up on pam's lap.~ My Bar - Zerobanshee - 06-02-2008 After the feeling in his jaw renewed, he summoned an undead minion from the ground. Pulling his claymore out from his trenchcoat, he struck down the minion, and ran it through. "Ah, now my boredom has lessened." Ruin spoken. He continued this cycle, summoning minions, then killing them. My Bar - uhoh711 - 06-16-2008 I'll take milk. Chocolate milk. My Bar - Zerobanshee - 06-17-2008 after slaying his current minion, ruin stops, and turns to uhoh. "sure, coming up." Ruin turns, holds a glass under a fountain, and kicks the base. chocolate milk immediately runs into the glass. Turning around, Ruin handed uhoh the glass of chocolate milk. "here ya go." My Bar - Frai7ty - 06-20-2008 *Come's on in, walks directly towards the bar, and sits" *Waves the Bartender over* "Surprise me" My Bar - Zerobanshee - 06-21-2008 "hm... i think this time a Gut Punch is in order." Ruin pulls out a thin, white cylinder under the counter, and pulls the top. He drips a single drop into a shot glass, and then corked the cylinder. pulling out a bottle of vodka, he fills the glass halfway. pulling out the same blue bottle as earlier, he filled the rest of the glass. My Bar - Neon - 06-21-2008 *walks into bar* *looks around* *walks out* My Bar - Zerobanshee - 06-22-2008 *goes back to summoning his minions, than killing them* My Bar - Frai7ty - 06-22-2008 *Drinks up* "Humm, this is interesting.... whats the blue stuff, a mana potion?" *With that he laughs* My Bar - lopolop - 07-07-2008 *Walks in, and sits at the bar* *Immediately ID'd and thrown out* |