My Bar

[splintercell]

*no powers are to be used, but "git" can be said...*

[JZXL]

*slaps kellard* that isn't for you to decide so BUZZ OFF *gets the xbot to throw kellard out of the bar* and the xbot is still legal by your "rules" because its not using any powers and i rewired it.

[endromada]

*shoots kellard with a missile as (s)he flys away*

[Pamela]

MMMM When did Kellard start making up rules?*Uses her magic Dagger....which she calls forth from a pouch carried at her waist...and throwing it againt a target on the wall*
Bullseye!!

[JZXL]

*sees kellard's body fall down* haha *burns the body and pees on it to add insult to injury*

[Nethran]

*wakes up* Bastard! *punches through JZXL's neck and pulls hout his spine* Don't pee on me. Now I have to shower. Do you REALIZE how long it's been? I was going for a record, you unsanitary pile o crap.
And, Pamela, I started making up rules a long time ago. Nobody respects my authority. The signs I put up oh so many months ago I put up to enforce someone elses rules, to display them more openly, for this is no longer a bar. The git thing I put out because I got called a git, and *sniff* i r was hurt.
And, endromada, it's quite obvious I'm not a girl. I'm sorry you have trouble distinguishing between guys and girls. You should work on that.

[TroGdoR]

*Orders a glass of water. Gets laughed at for the puny request and burns 3 people sitting to the left*

[JZXL]

*regenerates* who cares about your "rules" kellard? *rips his spine out, opens up his head, pulls out his brain and squashes it* that'll stop your rule-making

[TroGdoR]

*Urinates on the burning remains of the three unfortunate sailors. Turns to JZXL, stares him down. Turns toward Kellard, picks him up, forces a dress upon him, and makes him dance for peanuts; like how he did back during his days in 'Nam.*

[Nethran]

And this, my friends, is why rules exist. Everyone take a bow.

[TroGdoR]

*Throws a peanut at Kellard's head. Everybody laughs*

[Nethran]

*catches the peanut in a frothy, frosted cup of ice cold beer* *poors the beer, peanut and all, on Trogdor's lap* Sticky and cold.. and you have your peanut back. Thou hast been pwnd. Now watch as the great Trogdor sucks the beer out of the fabric of his pants! *watched as Trogdor drinks beer.. out of the fabric of his pants* Good boy! *gives Trogdor a dog biscuit*

[TroGdoR]

Dragon's don't wear pants...*Takes Kellard and smacks him around for a while* "That should serve you some good."

[JZXL]

*kicks kellard in the crotch*

[Nethran]

*starts trying and easy overwhelms poor lil' Trogdor* :\ I r Kellard. Now.. leave me be with my hard milk and no one else will be hurt and sm4x0r3d up.

[TroGdoR]

And easily overwhelms me is what you mean to say? Spelling is important, but so is grammar. *Takes Kellard and hangs his short figure on the bar ceiling fan. Turns the fan on and everyone watches as Kellard spins helplessly around the room.*

[Nethran]

*gasp* You stole that from a movie... now I will steal something froma movie. *throws a sword into the side of your head while you defacate on yourself*

[TroGdoR]

You mean defecate? Mr. Supreme Spelling-Bee Champion? *Kellard runs out crying after making a spelling error of his own*

[Nethran]

lol I never claimed to be perfect, I merely smeared blatant idiocy.

That are were accident. Yo apologio.

[Mr. Fabulous]

Merely* lol, Need any help Trog? *pull's out his little friend*