My Bar

[Zerobanshee]

"wow, i leave for only a couple of months, and the bar exploded if i'm correct twice, blue had his body parts ripped off, bitten off, blown up and regenerated, and Dark's shooting beams at everything moving."
"By the way, Happy New Year, blizzsector. 2008 is a year that will be very interesting."
*stands, grabs a mop, and begins helping the others clean the mess that was made*

*Barges in*

Hey guys. I want to argue about falling off the face of the earth.

^By the way, i am making this my new sig. Lol, its freakin hilarious!^

[Screamthoughts]

wow what a mess... guess I better dig in, can't yall play nice when I not around?
*smacks Blue in the head with mop and laughed out loud when his head spun around*
Can I get a drink somebody?

[Zerobanshee]

*Sent his flying monkeys, his cheese wheels, and his banana bombs after Screamingthoughts*. Fly my monkeys, fly! *Continued mopping up the coffee, beer, milk and water around him.

[Screamthoughts]

swatted at them as if they where gnats. Is that all you have?

[Zerobanshee]

Looks up, seeing his minions failed miserably. Laughing, he flips a switch on his mop, detonating the banana bombs that lain around her.

[Screamthoughts]

"I thought we where cleaning up nut Fn' off! The sooner we get this done the soon I get a stiff drink......and boy do I ever need one!" mops up bananas*

[Zerobanshee]

"Alright...alright"*begins mopping the ceiling where the banana shrapnel stuck.* "Ugh...should've thought longer than a few seconds. This is a mess..."

[Screamthoughts]

*needs Beer Bad*

[Ghrimboff]

**** You Pamela Suck My ****
Not likely dude..now keep it in your pants and out of My Bar...
~Pamela

[Zerobanshee]

*slaps ghrimboff in the face* watch your language in front of a lady...
"Woah, nobody move. I lost my brain"

[kitten_klyd]

OC: i are backzors. and betterzors. ~snuggle-tackles pam and snuggles her visciously.~

[Pamela]

**** You Pamela Suck My ****

@Ghrimboff..who they hell are you...and forgive if your male genetalia is too small for me to locate!

OC: i are backzors. and betterzors. ~snuggle-tackles pam and snuggles her visciously.~

*Pamela squeals happily and plays a bit with her kitty* ~I missed you!~
*In a tinkling voice she says : Lets take a break from cleaning DRINKS ARE ON THE HOUSE! Scream will you do the honers and mix up something special?

*Finding a clean table,Pamela sits with her Kitty on her lap,stroking him gently*
*Having changed clothes from the food explosion,she is dressed in a dark green tunic that falls to mid thigh,trimmed in crimson silk.*

*Her pants are made of sturdy cloth crafted from her Elvaan homeland, finely stitched to hug her slim form,designed to be comfortable yet battle sturdy*


*About her hips she wears a gold kirttle finely crafted,with a slim dagger sheathed at her side,and a pouch containing herbs for healing and magic casting*

*Around her neck she sports an amulate that channles her powers*

*She smiles up at Scream,when she brings a delicious drink to her,and special treats for her Kitty*


*Glancing about the room,Pamela nods to patrons and offers warm smiles to all*

[Screamthoughts]

~Mixed a nice one for you Pam ..one of a kind, and a bit of kitty nip for the oh so sweet& fluffy one~ *Scratches belly of cat, and walks back to the bar to continue mixing drinks vigorously and wiping bananas off the bar.*~Thanks Ruin will be here all day looking for you brain,,,oh fond it stand still while I shove it back in threw you nose, any one got a coat hanger, no that might scramble it. How do you put it back in Ruin?~

[bigdeath]

(Runs in bar sporting a hat made out of my own pubic hair, mixes everybodies drink with my ****, then says drinks on me chums, and runs back out into the night that ushered me in.)

[Pamela]

*Sees an odd figure of an unknown person sprint behind Scream and looks amused at his antics,as he rushes back out of the bar*
*Sipping the drink offered,Pamela smiles and nods approval*
Just a warning folks...if Scream doesn't make your drink,don't try it!! There is a great possibility it may have more protien than you want!

[Z3R0]

As you are sitting there, drink in hand, content expression on your face, the bar door flies inward, opened forcefully by some unknown, but powerful force. A large shadow stands in the open doorway, two deep, grey eyes peer in from without, taking in the atmosphere in one quick sweep. Everyone turns to see what the commotion is, thus everyone sees the gigantic man stoop down to enter the bar, the ground vibrating with each step he takes.

A deep black tunic around his shoulders, over his normal attire, flitters lightly behind him as he walks; an unnatural sense of forboding darkness seeming to eminate from it's every fiber. Hanging from his neck is an ancient relic, the Eye of Amaraz, a powerful amulet containing the spirit of the deity of a long dead race, wiped out of existance by the ravagings of war and greed. Not able to be removed by any save it's wearer, the amulet protects against the permament of death, healing wounds almost instantly. Buckled across his back is a massive sword, the blade nearly was long as a man, and about two handspans wide. The blade is covered by a specialy tailored sheath, it's hilt wrapped in golden wire and it's polmenl set with a fist sized saphire that glints brightly, even in the dimness of the bar.

As he looks around the room once again upon entry, he spots the frame of a small, lithe woman sitting at a table near the back, a cat curled up in her lap. He makes eye contact with the woman, and immediatly they know who each other are. Walking towards the table, closing the distance quickly with long strides, he snarls vicously at the crowd in his path and doesn't even slow down in his approach towards the table, sending them scurrying in all directions.

Upon arriving at the table, he leans down and takes the woman's hand, kneeling down and bringing it to his lips breifly, before rising again and pulling up a seat at her table, glaring at the cat that peers at him from her lap, and almost smiling as it looks away nervously.

"Hello Pamela. It has been some time since my eyes have rested upon your beautiful face. I have returned for a spell, perhaps it might be permanent. Not easy to say as I love to wander. How have you been?"

[Screamthoughts]

Yelling at Z3RO-" Shut the dame door you weren't raised in a barn!" Walking over to the unknown man "What will you have? I mix a mean bloody marry or a phat bastard." Standing with one hand on hip with the tightly lace up leather black pants and red corset, the typical bartender look.

[Z3R0]

Looks at the bartender breifly before turning away again, calling over his shoulder, "I'll have a glass of Crown Royal on rocks, mixed lightly with coke. I'm a big guy, so make it a big glass."

[Screamthoughts]

"I'm on it"walks to bar with a sassy step, turning up the crown til it his the 4shot line and throws a cherry in for good looks, returns to the table with a smile and a bit more cleavage to showing.

[Pamela]

*Pamela smiles and lightly touches the face of her lover*
Indeed sir,the nights have been long,I have often wondered about your well being and location.Does this unexpected pleasure mean that you have vanquished the long time enemy..have you finally cleared your family name?
Please sit with me and tell me where you have been.
*Pamela gestures to the chair next to her,sips at her delicious drink,and strokes her Kitty in a loving yet absent manner,as all her senses are now focused on Zero...her gallant protector returned.*