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Post by Deimos on Mar 19, 2004 9:58:28 GMT -5
*As all sorts of chaos ensues...a beret wearin' guy with glasses carrying an oversized paintbrush moseys his way into the 'cozy' little hub...*
"ahhh...yes the nonsensical delight of a whole new pub in the Middle of Nowhere..." says the stranger with an overly relaxed voice
"heyas folks....the name's Deimos"
*tips his beret*
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Post by Tassatul on Mar 19, 2004 10:10:51 GMT -5
*Desctruction bots float around, watching for the occasional drunk person*
'Hey! shawtr they doingsh"
*The drunken man drops a glass. The group of bots spin to face him and unleash a fury of lasers and flame. Nothing is left but a smudge on the ground*
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Post by Cobra5 on Mar 19, 2004 16:12:54 GMT -5
I was GOING to make a cartoon about the destruction bots. But I can't get my microphone working very well... and it wouldn't be as funny unless the characters had voices.
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Post by palla on Mar 19, 2004 16:21:26 GMT -5
*Noisily slurping her soda, Palla looks up briefly and watches the ensuing extermination of the drunken dude.*  "I...uh, wow...hey Deimos! Waz up?"  |
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Post by Tassatul on Mar 19, 2004 17:53:17 GMT -5
*A few minutes later, the dude returns from the flesh tanks in the back, kinda wobby on his brand new legs, and scared to take another drink*
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Post by copyKatt on Mar 19, 2004 23:08:34 GMT -5
"oh just filling in, i can deal with that... im here now, so you can leave ;D"
*Katt hops behind the bar and gets used to the new layout*
"hey look, alcohol, thats new... intresting place you got here. so who wants a drink?"
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Post by Deimos on Mar 19, 2004 23:50:03 GMT -5
*somewhat bewildered and not all at the same time*
"whoo...strange people...hmm...ahh well- they're all slick cats in my book"
*notices the bartender, and walks to the table, grabs a stool and props his 8 foot paintbrush on another*
"say...how about a raspberry tea, on the rocks?" he asks in a very relaxed tone
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Post by palla on Mar 20, 2004 0:11:22 GMT -5
*Palla stands and walks over to the bar, finishing the last traces of her Pepsi.*
"Hiya Deimos," she said cheerfully, taking a seat on the other side of the 8-foot paintbrush.
*looks to Katt*
"What's on the menu?"
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Post by Tassatul on Mar 20, 2004 10:16:35 GMT -5
*Tass appears and sits down at the bar with the rest*
'Ill have a Gurlon Tek'ama if you will Katt. Or better yet, why not just a OJ?'
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Post by BugHunter on Mar 20, 2004 13:00:16 GMT -5
*After 10 Jon-Jon Specials* (  ) *hic* "Man..this stoof is goood..." *falls over* |
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Post by copyKatt on Mar 20, 2004 14:17:17 GMT -5
"one raspberry iced tea, and one OJ, that i can handle"
*slides the drink to their proper destinations*
"and as for you, heather, whatever you want is on the menu. im sure whatever i cant get, Cortana can help you with... Speaking of which, Tass, how on earth did you come across a place like this?"
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Post by palla on Mar 20, 2004 14:30:48 GMT -5
"Hmm...crab stuffed sushi!" ;D
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Post by Deimos on Mar 20, 2004 15:26:54 GMT -5
"thanks"
*sips his tea*
"unfortunately...I can only pay back via drawings..."
*tips his hat, sips more tea*
"i'm traveling bohemian...we don't make much"
*looks over to Tass*
"nice place ya' got ere' sir"
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Post by Tassatul on Mar 20, 2004 17:08:44 GMT -5
"Well, I dont rightly know. During the final minutes of club cobra 2, my alter ego, the computer deity took over my body and saved everyone by transporting them here. Perhaps he created this building as well. . ."
"Of course, the last time he took over my body, it was to create a machine intelligence to overthrow the 'hrethgir' or us useless flesh beings"
. . .
. . .
"but im reasonably sure his intents are completely benign this time."
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Post by copyKatt on Mar 20, 2004 17:16:51 GMT -5
"well... thats good.. to know..."
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) *hic* "Man..this stoof is goood..." *falls over*