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Post by palla on Mar 17, 2004 14:31:07 GMT -5
The club hasn't been constructed yet, so I'm not banned.  |
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Post by BugHunter on Mar 17, 2004 16:11:32 GMT -5
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Post by Dr. Dan on Mar 17, 2004 17:16:33 GMT -5
*Part of the ceiling in the back caves in*
Uh...dude...tass...you planning on uh..opening your new pub?
I might have to revoke the offer if we dont see at least SOME construction soon....
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Post by Tassatul on Mar 17, 2004 18:46:54 GMT -5
sorry, by tonight I meant "when I get around to it" anywho.
*dump trucks pull up labeled Tassatech*
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Post by Dr. Dan on Mar 18, 2004 7:38:17 GMT -5
This thread, I'm sorry to say, after the years of chatting and conversing in this very bar, has been targeted for destruction....
*The door falls off*
Maybe we can prevent the spread of the virus if we....eh forget that....
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Post by palla on Mar 18, 2004 11:53:35 GMT -5
*hands out the hard hats she found in the basement around to everyone* "You may need them..."  |
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Post by Tassatul on Mar 18, 2004 19:45:00 GMT -5
*BOOM*
*The constuction of Club Cobra II has suddenly given way. Pillars slide sideways and begin to crumble. Tiles on the ceiling fall to the floor and shatter themselves and the foor. Long cracks shoot across the walls, and dust from the debris clouds up the air.*
"Get out of here! Run for your lives!"
*People start screaming and fleeing in random directions. A mad rush for the door ensues, and the weak or elderly are crushed underfoot by the terrified masses. Fights break out over who will escape first*
*Tassatul, realizing that the carnage can go no farther, leaps into action. Energies flow from nearby power conduits. He gathers power from all nearby computer and electronic devices. Finally, realeasing it all in one blast, he transports everyone in the bar out into the middle of a desert. Nearby is a small, office-looking building*
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Post by BugHunter on Mar 18, 2004 19:54:23 GMT -5
*Meanwhile, BugHunter was left sleeping as the pub was destroyed around him, but dont worry though, the drinks inside him have diluted his sense of pain and the destruction around him doesn't harm him. He then wakes up*
*raising his head out of a pile of rubble*
"hey...where'd everyone go?" (@_x)?
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Post by Cobra5 on Mar 18, 2004 20:12:19 GMT -5
So, should I send this thread to the archive or should I send it to thread heaven?
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Post by Dr. Dan on Mar 18, 2004 20:13:03 GMT -5
The doctor says archive...definately....
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