Bar Brawl

[flapjack]

*flapjack and the cop at that point barge into Wo2 rather violently, the cop still trying to reach for stick and flapjack trying to undo the handcuffs on his right arm*

help?

[AcidK]

-ooc-
okiN, respeawns are generally automatic, they happen anyway
-ooc-

*AcidK suddenly blinks behind the bar and, with the bottle in his hands, pours the shot for Wo2 before swigging a large amount himself and placing the bottle back in it's rightful place.*

[okiN]

[ooc] I know, but I always sort of objected to that. At the moment, I prefer to remain dead. [/ooc]

[Wo2]

[ooc] We'll lets let it go for now. Mabey my punch caused a bone to get logde in your brain, in which case you are dead and are free to remain dead. I hope their are no hard feelings but it seemed strangly aproprite. [/ooc]

*Wo2 grabs the shot glass the moment Flapjack rams into him. He manages to keep the dangerous glass up right and keeps it that way while he Flapjack and the cop rol around on the floor.*

"help ehh? I could drink this, kill all three of us and then you'd respawn and be out of those cuffs. If you want that is. Until then I will attempt to pick your cuff with this cleaverly concealed, really sharp, hairpin."

*Wo2 then whips out the pin and begins his attempts at jamming it into the lock hole, but instead only succeds in jamming it into Flapjacks wrist's, many times. He amazinly is managing to keep the glass upright still.*

"Just hold still I've almost got the pin in the lock..."

[Demon Dave]

*DD watches with great interest as WO2, flapjack and the cop roll around on the bar floor. He is also rather interested in wo2's futile attempt at lock picking and notes the copious amounts of blood pouring out of flapjacks wrist*

"I wonder if the warranty on the resapawnatron is still valid?"

[flapjack]

never mind the fricking handcuffs, they're both on my right arm, just get that cop off me

*at that point the cops finally manages to grab his gummi stick and heaves it high in order to strike flapjack with it, fortunately for flapjack the security system was never changed to exlude cops and thus the cop looks surprised as a pulse turret suddenly appears directly in front of him and changes the unfortunate cop into a bloody mess momentarily, the gummi stick vaporising in the multitude of high-energy blasts*

*Flapjack then turns around, angry about the number of small holes in his right wrist and uses the handcuffs on said wrist as a weapon, by smashing them towards Wo2's head, the small pinpricks quickly covering themselves in a metallic compound also known as tritanium*

[Wo2]

*Wo2 gets smashed in the face with Handcuff and is momentarily takenaback, (And knocked back). He still manages to keep the dangerous glass upright.*

"Sheese... Se if I eve help you againg. We need a hug to get along..."

*With that wo2 lunged towards flapjack with his arms outstrech. His arms went around and the glass came towards his mouth, ready to be drunk. The reaction of the Msyt breaker would then kill wo2 and flapjack.*

[AcidK]

*AcidK, reading Wo2's somewhat suicidal mind, suddely places a barrier up against all the drinks in the bar before turning to Wo2.*

Erm, you do know that Myst Breaker has a 10.3 second delay before effect, giving FJ enough time to pummel you an, he, dispose of you before explosion? Just thought I might add that ikkle fact.

[flapjack]

*flapjack grabs Wo2 by his shoulders, flapjack's muscles suddenly bulging with strength as Wo2 drinks the myst breaker and swings him around several times before, after an 8 second wait, releasing Wo2 straight into a solid brick wall, flapjack then ducks for cover as the myst breaker kicks in and vaporises a small part of the building and sends yet another spray of ceiling down towards the patrons*

[Wo2]

~--Respawn--~

"Ikkle?"

*Wo2 stands inside the barrier momentarily dazed*

[Demon Dave]

*DD ducks behind the bar again as another Myst Breaker is consumed and the offending party vaporised*

"I wish people would stop drinking those"

[AcidK]

I wish people did not order them without knowing how not to explode...

*AcidK took a small swig of Myst Breaker and again put the bottle away.*

[Verric]

The midgets watch the long drawn out fight, raising eyebrows, cheering and cringing occasionally. They still are clumped together because of the hard lesson, learnt in the world of large people, that they are much easier to see in groups of twnety or more.

[flapjack]

*flapjack then came out of cover again, Wo2 respawning as he did, and sat on some big blue chair that looked as if it was made out of hundreds of tiny pieces*

'1 acid volcano bomb please'

[Hewitt]

*Out of drunken bordeom, Hewitt takes several Fireblog IV's and begins to throw them around the crowded room at random. He giggles insanely as each one explodes into a ball of flame.*

[flapjack]

*flapjack deftly catches the fireblog IV that came his way and returned it to its owner, fast, while waiting for his drink, so he could share the magic*

[Hewitt]

*Hewitt sees one of his explosive co(ktail's returning, promptly catches it within his claws and throws it back from whenst it came.*

Heh, looks like I have a game of catch on my hands...

[flapjack]

*not watching his back this time, flapjack is alerted to an oncoming projectile by the sound it made as it sailed through the air, flapjack quickly ducks off his chair and flings the drink further away from hewitt and himself with a single swift motion, not even slowing the drink down as it went*

i really need that acid volcano bomb acid

[AcidK]

*AcidK suddenly moves at blurred motion and, suddenly, the Acid Volcano Bomb is next to flapjack.*

Sorry about the delay, Mr. Flapjack.

[flapjack]

no need to apologize, i know you're busy at times.

*flapjack quickly grabbed the acid volcano bomb and took a sip, then walked over to hewitt and tapped him on the shoulder*

I'd like to give you something mister hewitt

*flapjack then turns the acid volcano bomb upside down over hewitt, spilling the extremely hot acidic liquid over hewitt*

now, go and die will you?

[Breezer]

*Breezer was about to kick the doors open in a typical western style, but upon reaching the bar heard quite a bit of comotion. He sneaks around the back way and enters through the kitchen, and enters the main room.

"What in the...."

He ducks as a barstool flies over his head. Knowing there is only one way to stop the violence, he leaps onto the bar, raises his hands to the air and yells*

"Hey, can't we all just get along?"

[flapjack]

*flapjack notices someone trying to come in through the kitchen door, flapjack notices someone abrubtly dieing due to security system intervention*

ooc/ in case you don't know, the kitchen is off limits to the customers, and the security system enforces that, brutally /ooc

[AcidK]

*AcidK watched someone pass in through the kitchens and closed his eyes as the security systems suddenly turned that person into dust.*

Why do people always try the kitchens?

[Wo2]

*wo2 finaly snapped out of his daze.*

Huh? Oh... Probaly because theres food.... Speaking of food. Could I have some nurishment? Avoiding death is a hungry job.

[Aglarzir]

((Glad I trolled a bit))

*Clambering quietly over the corpses, spilt drink, broken furniture and broken pool cues... Aglarzir finally makes it to the bar hoping service is still available and that AcidK in his wonderful psychic way won't mind popping back in for at least a few minutes to serve him a drink.*

"I'll have a shot glass and a bottle of vodka and if you have a pint glass handy it would be much appreciated, oh and a packet of dry roasted peanuts"

*Sits back and hopes that things will slowly return to some sort of motion as he waits paitently for his drink.*

[Hewitt]

*Has naturally fallen asleep by now - as usual

One thing to note - his scales glisten brightly thanks to the special 'polish' that Flapjack had poured over him earlier.*

[flapjack]

*flapjack goes to look for a good pool cue to break*

[AcidK]

*AcidK blinks Algazar's drinks to him quickly, pint galss also, making sure both the glass and the bottle are not easily shattered so they can knock a few heads before stabbing a few holes.*

*Acidk then keeps up behind FJ during the search for a good cue to break, landing a weak cue onto his back before hoping around the Bar Brawl, knowing FJ would come after him.*

Muahahaha

[Aglarzir]

*Starts downing shots like there is no tommorow... and being sat in the bar brawl drinking Vodka there probably won't be much of tommorow he can remember. 7/8 of the way through the bottle he happens to notice something very green and shiny through the bottom of the shot glass, looking through the glass the light cascades off the aforementioned Shiney green thing and blinds him mommentarily. Making him fall off ths stool backwards slightly upset he picks up the pint glass firmly in his right hand and takes the stool he was sitting on slowly approaching the now blurry shiny green thing*

"You...*Points finger* Made me fall off me stool, That wasn't very nice"

*Slowly realisation dawns that the shiny green thing has somehow managed to turn itself into a rather solid looking brick wall, prodding the wall he turns half a pace to go back to the bar turning to face Hewitt the shiny green thing*

"A there you are... I bet, right... I Bet you could skin yourself and make a fortune... lets find out"

*Starts beating Hewitt over the head with the stool until satified either the stool is unconscious or Hewitt is, keeping a solid hold on the Pint Glass in his semi-druken state.*

"I always wanted a pair of Dragon Boots"

[ASME]

*Ceaser wanting a good ol' fashined pint of beer decides to duck into the bar, Ceaser realises it was a good idea to duck as a boken cue flies over his head piercing his new cars bonnet...

"Damn, i liked that bonnet"

*Wanting to find out who threw the cue, Ceaser clambering over numerous bodies, broken cues and various types of broken bottles, finally managed to rach the bar...

"i'll have the best pint of beer ya got..."

*Ceaser looks around at the barroom while waiting for his drink, while surveying the room, Ceaser notices the bartender hopping around like a person that had just proken a cue over someones head... Ceaser realised it might be a while before he got his drink....

[flapjack]

*flapjack suddenly felt a strange sensation running down his spine. It only took him a moment to realise he'd just been hit with a pool cue that broke to easily. Grabbing hold of a good tropical wood pool cue flapjack turns around and swings the cue at chest level (for normal people), hoping to hit whoever hit him.*

*Flapjack then noticed he'd missed Acidk who was now hopping around the bar and decided to practice his throwing skills. Thus he readies a nice set of pool cues and commences throwing all 12 at Acidk, hard*

Catch you !

[ASME]

*Ceaser, still waiting for his drink, hears the sound of 12 cue poles coming towards the bar.... and immediatly ducks and rolls..... into the bar... while in semi-conciousness, he realliases he had been hit by a rather sharp cue and blood was pouring out of his jugular vein.... it went dark...

[flapjack]

*Flapjack curses audibly as 1 of his pool cues misses and slays ASME*

"Why do people always have to get in the way?"

[AcidK]

*AcidK was about to catch the cue but watches as it hits ASME instead.*

Good aim, FJ

*AcidK darts over the bar, quickly pours ASME the strongest drink he can before grabbing an empty bottle, diging ove rthe bar again, this time towards FJ.*

[flapjack]

*flapjack notes the 11 other pool cues as they hit Acidk when he doesn't dodge*

i warned you

[AcidK]

*AcidK points out that he dived over the bar, the cues had themselves all hit ASME too.*

[Aglarzir]

*Almost feeling sorry for the unconsious Hewitt smashing the top of the pint glass and starts to skin him with it...* "Right I'm off to flog this on Ebay"

[flapjack]

*flapjack takes out another pool cue and launches it at Acidk, then grabs a random bottle and storms towards Acidk*

[ASME]

*After being repetidly speared by pool cues... ASME steps out of the respawner in time to see his drink on the bar....

"finally.... a drink to call my own...."

*Then in slo-mo ASME realises that the cue that flapjack had thrown at AcidK, before AcidK had dived over the bar, was now streaking towards his drink.....

"Nooooooo......" ASME creies as he runs towards the bar... falling over Aglazir in the process....

[Demon Dave]

*DD finally feels that it is safe enough to come out from hiding under the bar, where he had been for at least an hour, only to be confronted by a very sharp, flying pool cue. Needless to say, DD ducks back under the bar again and listerns to the thud as the cue embeds itself in the wall behind the bar*

"Oi!!!! watch were you're throwing those things will ya!"

[AcidK]

*AcidK watches the pool cue launch towards him. Using all the televelocitics he could muster, he motioned his shoulder of of the way, watching the cue spin past him and hit someone's drink, looking back at FJ, only to see a bottle smack him in the face.*

[flapjack]

*flapjack swings his other arm around immediatly, encountering and grabbing a hold of a chair on the way and brings it up towards Acidk as well while at the same time stabbing at him with the broken bottle, hoping that the temporary drowziness that occurs when someone is hit in the face by a bottle of Vodka (full) will give him enough time to apply some additional pain, preferably before the security system realised what was going on*

[AcidK]

*AcidK knew the security system wouldn't do nothing as no illegal weapon of BB has been used yet. In thinking this, AcidK is knocked to the floor by a chair and stabbed in the shoulder by the once-full vodka bottle (most of which it's contents is already covering him). AcidK suddenly got up quickly, grabbing FJ's arm and leaping over him, drowsy although he was at this time, taking FJ's arm with him. AcidK then ducked, bending FJ's arm way out of place and spinning, letting go of FJ's arm, attempting to grab something and hit FJ with it. Problems arrised when he actually grabbed Demon Dave and hit FJ with him. Acidk realised this, shrugged and continued to hit FJ with Demon Dave's leg in his hands.*

[Demon Dave]

*As DD is about to pour himself a drink to calm his nerves, he is suddenly grabbed by the leg and finds himself hurtling through the air. Fortunatly, DDs flight doesn't last very long, unfortunatly however, this is only because he comes into contact with something fairly solid and distinctly Flapjack shaped*

[flapjack]

*Flapjack quickly tried to get up, only to encounter a fast moving DD and get sent flying. On his way down flapjack encountered the bar where some drunk was trying to light a cigaret, quickly grabbing the fool's lighter flapjack stopped sliding over the bar and managed to quickly get back to his feet*

*Flapjack then rushed towards Acidk, lighting the lighter and punching Acidk with said lighter before jumping back to see if he actaully hit some of the vodka and turned Acidk into a human torch*

[AcidK]

*AcidK bursts into flames, but instead of becoming a screaming mass, AcidK simple put his hands on his hip and stared at FJ carefully.*

Yes, you just acheived burning someone used to extreme tempretures and extreme loss of temperatures...

*AcidK rose a hand and the flames began to flow logically around his arm and began to create a large ball of blue flame. AcidK quickly grabbed a bottle and poured the burning mass into it, throwing it at FJ.*

Have a Fireblog IV!

[flapjack]

*flapjack deftly caught the bottle and rushed towards Acidk, bringing the bottle down on him and then grabbing a chair and turning it around full speed*

[Hewitt]

Originally Posted by Aglarzir

*Almost feeling sorry for the unconsious Hewitt smashing the top of the pint glass and starts to skin him with it...* "Right I'm off to flog this on Ebay"

ooc: Heh heh heh...

*Hewitt ignored the constant 'prodding' at first since he did not really feel like waking up from his alcohol-induced sleep. However, when whoever it was started to peal away the top layer of his scales (killed off by the AVB it seems) and started making comments about the commercial value of his hide Hewitt decided that he was now annoyed with this wannabie 'dragon slayer'. Stretching widely and yawning so loud as to shake the walls, Hewitt the dragon arose from his slumber still very much drunk and turned on the cretin admiring the layer of dead skin that his body had been forced to shed.*

AHEM. *taps Aglarizir on the shoulder*

I believe sir, that 'skin' you have is mine. So if you would be so kind...

*Hewitt raises his right fist high and...*

*WHACK*

*...with a single blow, pummels Aglarizir five feet into the ground.*

Ah-thank yee to ya.

*Dead skin retrived, Hewitt rolls up the green bundle and - with a fart and a snort - sets about getting back to sleep, using the dead skin as a pillow for his RED SCALED head.*

[Aglarzir]

Originally Posted by Hewitt

*Has naturally fallen asleep by now - as usual

One thing to note - his scales glisten brightly thanks to the special 'polish' that Flapjack had poured over him earlier.*

((LMAO thought it said glisten green and brightly))

*Squirming 5 feet in the ground Aglarzir swiftly relises that vodka if drunk in copious amounts can cause hallucinations and failing that he needed to get his eyesight tested sometime ago anyway. After much squirming and dislocation the still whole Aglarzir finally managed to pull himself from the hole and onto a bar stool where he sat briefly scheming* "A dish cloth another pint glass and some near frozen vodka please, so its at just the right sort of cosistency"

[AcidK]

-ooc-
it did until you skinned him
-ooc-

*AcidK watched as the bottle burst into flames around him again, causing no change to the flames alread around him but the bottle itself did drop him to face-level with FJ. Then he noticed the chair spinning towards him, grabbing as quickly as he could manage in his new state and lifting the chair out of FJ's grip, letting momentum take it's course as he spun the chair up, back, down and then back up into FJ's chin.*