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Lyra gives the security guard a kind smile, which quickly changes to one of devious intentions. She slips off the belt and pulls open the trenchcoat, revealing an entire coatfull of arms. Machine guns, mini-guns, shoulder missle launcheres, the works. Her smile vanishes like qick silver and is replaced by a face of grim determination. She yells, apparently to the walls of the bar,
FOR BOOZERAMA!
Nothing happens, and the guard approaches Lyra with an equally devious smile, while he secretly draws a handgun. However, Corey and Mac, each with a complement of 15 guards, pop out from behind the various memorblia, all unarmed.
------------------ Coreył (Cubed) Uh, that word? You spelled it wrong. Yeah, that one right there, next to the period. And you're missing an apostrophe in the word "its".
With her left hand, Lyra draws a flamethrower from her jacket, and keeps it trained on the security guard. With her right, she quickly throws various weapons to the commandoes. She then quickly fires a blast into the guards head, eliminating the bar's only protection in a single shot. The great Massacre of Bar Latte had begun.
Mac quickly mows down all the ShadowKats, since they seem to fight well. He keeps blasting Flak grenades at them until the halos are completely gone. Mac really doesn't like killing cats, but hey, these are vicious, fighting ShadowKats, not cats...
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Corey grabs a fission blaster and wreaks havoc among the beer bottles. He nearly succeeds in hitting Jess.
After blasting Kitty to pieces with her flamethrower, Lyra sees that many customers are ganging up around her, blaster rifles drawn. She pulls out a hankerchief and starts crying, much to their suprise. "It's not fair! 11 to 1! What's a poor girl to do?" she loudly blows her nose, and the spell takes effect immediatly.
There are now 11 less humans in the world then their were a couple of minutes ago, and 11 more pieces of dirt. Lyra shoos them out the door and starts blasting up the roach juice- I mean pepsi bottles with lighning blasts from the point of her finger.
Corey hurls a large explosive in the general dirction of Phantmrain, and it explodes. He takes a poison dart and tosses it at Pheonix. The poison seeps deeply into his system. Corey takes a flamethrower, and burns the wood tables to a smouldering pile of ash.
Mac fires indescriminately around the bar, taking out a lot of people. He then pulls out a standard Neutron Rifle and blasts the bar itself, starting a big alcohol fire.
Her infamous daeomn, Arookee, has been quietly sitting at her side this whole time. He decides to get involed in the creaming- I mean massacre. After shape shifiting to a 5-foot long dragon, he starts burning down the barstools, one by one.
Corey notices a small group of bargoers huddled in a corner, and uses the RAD 9000 to turn them into roaches. He gets a big vat of roach juice, and pours it all over the roaches. "A fitting end for you!" he gloats.
After getting bored of this, Arookee and Lyra dtart slamming people against the wall, using telekinesis, and dangling them up and down. Lyra finds 500,000 credits in pocket change. After taking it from the ground, she "accidently" leaves them hanging there, and she and Arookee go off in search of more places to wreck havoc.
Lyra, meanwhile, darts down a secrt passageway, leading to somewhere unknown...
Corey hurdles down the corridor after Lyra...
Arookee wants no part of that plan, however. Instead of following her, he stays there, changes to a unicorn, and finds great pleausre in goring the remaining ShadowCats on his magical horn. After hirling them into the air and catchng them in his mouth, he says greedily, "I LOVE shish-ka-bobs!"
Mac, meanwhile, puts away the Neutron Rifle, and pulls out two Proton Bolt Pistols, for Maximum fire rate, and scatters fire over all Bar Latte people who move.
He also sticks his head back into BB8, and obtains a bigger armor plate from hector, the info/drink/armory bot, as well as a portable heavy rocket launcher. Two guards start setting it up.
AS Lyra and Corewy dash down the corridor, a ruckus raises fromo behind. 2 vailiant Latters took controll over the rocket launcher and they start firing it at random.
Lyra and corey keep going. They come to a secret room, in which they find video screens and they see Mac and his goons cornered back in the Bar. BCorey runs back to help, but Lyra stays. she starts implementing something into the computers data code...
AFter 2 tense minutes, back at the bar, where it was realy looking bad, machine guns appear from the wall and starts shooting at the inhabitants of the bar. No one in the room knows why.
mac and four other guards regain control of the heavy Rocket Launcher, killing the 2 Latte people. By now, only one is left. Mac begins firing with Proton Pistols, while The guards on the Heavy Rocket Launcher, now with 4 others standing guards with Neutron Rifles, fire at the bar where drinks were stored again, exacerbating the alcohol fires.
Lyra collapses from laughter. She used the Bar's own security system against the owners! As she rushes back to the room, she finds her faithful daemon Arookee waiting, as a panther, with an enormous amount of blood on his muzzle...
Mac hits full berserker mode, takes over the Rocket Launcher, and fires 4 Heavy Rockets into each Bar Latte patron who doesn't look completely dead. One wall collapses. Two Rebel Destroyers come down and hover outside the whole in the wall, Proton turrets hot...