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grandulater gets up. "OK THATS IT. WILL YOU PEOPLE PLEASE PAY ATTINTION.Is the pollys owner related to cap,n hector?At least tell me that!
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"hmmm.Interesting bar this time of night."Silna creeps back up to Rima's shoulder and her tail trails down wrapping itself loosely around Rima's neck.Rima looks at the hissing fire-lizard that seems to be threatening everyone.Silna yawns on her neck.
------------------ I'm not dead yet.In fact I feel pretty good!" I cut off your arm!""It's only a flesh wound!" "Bless this holy hand grenade..."
Jess smirks at the americans, muttering something about obesity and the word 'elevator'
------------------ "Things that try to look like things often do look more like things than things, well known fact." -Granny Weatherwax
Right, I don't have AIM, but I've got HotMail. Does anyone else have hotmail?
OOC: Nope, I don't have HotMail. Why don't you get AIM?
SilverDragon returns after a while. "I got bored," he explains, returning to his place behind the bar.
Noticing that Phoenix is dead, he has Dragoona go to it's "Dance of Life" around Phoenix to bring him back to life.
------------------ Fear not the dragon, Fear not the wolf, Fear not the warship, Fear my Crescent Fighter.
Rima orders a Zidagar Flar'sh.
What's wrong with the word 'elevator' (which was also called a 'vertical railroad')?
Phlaembroiler finishes slupring the remains of ESPilot's drink and jumps up on ESPilot's shoulder. It eyes everyone like a hidden predator would eye its prey. Upon seeing Phoenix revived, Phlaem shoots another stream of fire from his mouth a Phoenix, catching Dragoona on the tail. ESPilot orders another drink, and watches as the two fire-breathing lizards face off on the floor of the bar, circling each other and snarling every once in a while.
<edit>I missed my 350th post! Oh well, I guess i can celebrate it late. <orders some extremely strong wine and drinks it all in one gulp> ------------------ Why settle for a $3 pound of pork meat, when you can get up to 50+ pounds of human meat free?
(This message has been edited by ESPilot (edited 04-29-2001).)
Jess s######s at the word elevator. "ESPilot, call it a ****ing lift will you?" SilverDragon, don't you have to be on AOL to get AIM? If you don't, does it cost anything?
Rima looks with interest as the robotic lizard and the real lizard face off.Silna uncurls herself and flys onto a table nearby.Her eyes many faceted eyes glitter as she watches them.Rima throws a piece of meat to Silna.She eats it and growls.Rima takes a sip of her drink.She ignores Jess's mutterings as she thinks American Revolution and smiles slightly.
No. Just go to (url="http://"http://www.aol.com")www.aol.com(/url) , sign up for AIM, fill in the blanks, check your mail, read the message they send you, and reply saying 'ok' or something like that. Then you're done (oh and don't forget the part where you download the actual application and the readme)!
------------------ Why settle for a $3 pound of pork meat, when you can get up to 50+ pounds of human meat free?
Phoenix regenerates and then blows apart ESPilot and his pet.
"It's rather interesting that four(4) people all of a sudden have lizard-like reptiles.....or is it just me?"
Phoenix dissapears in a flash of light.
Are you sure you don't have to pay? I started to do it, but there were lots of words like account. Like I said, I'm not on AOL. It won't set me up an account with them will it?!
"I'm sure, just download it. By the way, I'll try calling it a lift next time I use it."
**JG's Lazira skids round an asteroid, performs a nifty maneuver using a wire-guided Hunter missile to eliminate the scoutship that was about to take the last docking space and slides into the now vacant slot on the ring with a hiss of supercharged motors.
**JG gets out and strides into the bar, crossbow slung across his leather-jacketed back.
I'll have a double Scotch--no, not on the rocks--and two packets of peanuts please, barman.
And I challenge anyone here to a game of One-Up, the stake being our ships.
------------------ Grubs! That's what we're gooing to eat! That's why they call it grub! And what're we gonna do to get the grub? Why, we're grubbing for it!
Phoenix walks over to JG and shakes his hand. "Welcome back JG, have a drink"
Phoenix pours JG a double scotch.
------------------ "That is called a droid decoy. This is called a trap. And I'm calling you dead"
(This message has been edited by Ultra Phoenix (edited 04-30-2001).)
A large black Arada starts to dock, and finding the docking bay occupied by JG's Arada, it fires a huge stream of plasma. The Arada is melted. The dark Arada then lands on it's melted remains.
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Originally posted by DarkPhoenix: A large black Arada starts to dock, and finding the docking bay occupied by JG's Arada, it fires a huge stream of plasma. The Arada is melted. The dark Arada then lands on it's melted remains.
Good job I don't fly an Arada then, isn't it.
JG, on seeing the dark Arada squish one of his escorts out of the window, jumps up, knocking his drink over Ultra Phoenix. He belts around the corner and into the airlock. Firing the Lazira's pulse beam (a weapon of his own design, involving reverse-tachyonic principles), he reduces the dark arada to molten slag and then, just for good measure, aims a needle missile at the receding escape pod. This knocks it off course and it is catapulted into the sun. JG, his work done, returns to his drink.
ESPilot regenerates and leaves, and his lizard follows him out.
DarkPhoenix walks in and blows away JG.
He then walks away.
SilverDragon sighs, and then points at the door. "Out, Phoenix. No violence here. Get out."