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Bar Latte II has now passed 200 posts,and there's this kind of unwritten rule that topics,especially bars,shouldn't get over 200 posts in length. I don't know why,but if we don't,people will start being irritating and telling us about it. So I'm taking the liberty of starting Bar Latte III. Hope you don't mind me usurping your perogative,Pheonix. Anyway:
Bar Latte III. Dug deep into a large asteroid in the center of an asteroid field south of the Proxima Nebula,orbiting just beyond the event horizon of the black hole which keeps the myriad asteroids spinning around in their orbits,this bar is dedicated to alcohol,starange food,and the pursuit of mindless violence.
Shade docks his Cresent Fighter with the Bar's docking struts,and waits for the others to arrive.
------------------ (url="http://"http://www.geocities.com/shades_shipyard")Shade's Shipyard(/url), the source for your ship needs.
Xach docks his Miranu Gunship, takes a seat at the bar, and orders a Saalian brandy. Hmmm... first one here, eh (aside from the person who started the bar of course). Neato. Hmmm... I suppose I'll join Shade in the wait for more people.
------------------ / / a c h
Well,according to my calculations,it's currently around 2 in the morning in North America,where the majority of Members live. In contrast,it's only 8 in the afternoon here in New Zealand. Shade ducks behind the bar to serve Xach a Saalian Brandy.
General Rak drops by via wormhole in his Rebel Destroyer. He goes into the bar, and apollogizes sincerely for his comrades actions.
Dear members of BL3: I has come to attention that a group of rebellious BB8ers have raided and destroyed your bar. I was not of the group, and flamed them for doing it. They had no right to destroy your bar. I sincerely appologize for my comrades actions. Please forgive us.
Sincerely, General Rak
/me waits for a response.
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Hello General Rak, hello everybody. Ya all know what I drink by now, right? Well I'll have one of them.
------------------ I despise false modesty.
I don't
OV starts to think about staying here instead of going to BB9(they post so fast!) OV ponders and drinks his drink
------------------ You have been overriden by Overrider. Prepare to die evil scum! -Me rookie's smiles:(url="http://"http://www.ezboard.com/help/help_howto_useemoticons.html")Cool Smiles(/url)(url="http://"http://community.theunderdogs.org/smiley/gallery.htm")Cooler Smiles(/url) AIM: Ferazel17 or WhiteStreak7 God bless the souls of the many who died
Draco strolls casually into a bar for the first time in at least 6 months, orders a drink, and waits for some action.
------------------ Have some pity, for the new race in the city. Emalgha is here to stay, Whatever those loser Voinans say!
Hi Draco! How have you been?
OV suddenly jumps up blasts a hole in the floor and jumps down....
OV comes back up in a few minutes. "Damnit! There's Cochroaches down there!"
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Originally posted by Overrider720: **I don't
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Vodka, sweetie. Hi draco! She gets him a drink, because I'm becoming a reformed character.
Lyra comes, avoids the myraids of torpedo fire, and docks her Aurora in the docking bay.
After walking into the bar, 500 blaster shots ring off the shield spell.
PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT: THe raid was meant as a joke, and it was taken wrongly. Aparently, you are not suited for such types of behavior. I, for one, apologize for not noting this fact and I hereby declare that I will not be involved in another raid again. It was merely fir fun, and the way it was taken, it changed it in its entirety. I have tried forcefull actions, forcefull words, and kind actions to try and get this to you. This is my final attempt- Kind words. I apologize, and maybe, when we meet again, I sincerely hope that it will be on better circumstances.
Signed, Lyra Engel
Originally posted by Lyra Engel: **Lyra comes, avoids the myraids of torpedo fire, and docks her Aurora in the docking bay.
Signed, Lyra Engel**
Ok, so you're going now? It would have been funny, but we weren't around and it was really annoying to come back and all these people we didn't know had been pissing around in our bar. No hard feelings.
Acknowledging Jess and Lyra, Draco peers down into the floor. He takes a small gun with a ruby set in it out of his pocket, and fires it into the hole. After the floor stops rumblinga few minutes later, he glances back down. Smiling, he pushes Overrider down into it. After a second of silence, there is a crunch, then a groan. "See? No more cockroaches." Draco sits back down, and starts to sip his Emalghion Fire Brandy.
------------------ Have some pity, for the new race in the city. Emalgha is here to stay, whatever those Voinan losers say!
RC drops by via wormhole in his Rebel Cruiser fleet. He enters the bar and says hello to every one in a sincerer(I spent two minutes looking for the spelling this word in the dictionary) fashion. He sit's down at where ever you EVOers sit and looks around the bar.
<girlish scream> RC "PURPLE DRAPES, ALL MY LIFE I'VE WANTED PURPLE DRAPES!" <girlish scream>
RC calmly walks over to the drapes. Looks around cautiously and with a swift movement rips the drapes off and makes a run for his ship!
------------------ "I'm not the one who runs from a fight, but also I'm not the one who stays in a losing battle." Galeish
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Draco dives and just barely manages to trip RC. Ripping the drapes from his grasp, he stuffs them into his pocket and sits back down.
Originally posted by draco_2488: **Draco dives and just barely manages to trip RC. Ripping the drapes from his grasp, he stuffs them into his pocket and sits back down.
I LIKE THIS BAR!!! You see in the BBB this would of happened.
Originally posted by draco_2488: **Draco dives and just barely manages to trip RC. Ripping the drapes from his grasp, he stuffs them down RC's throat and sits back down.
I'm starting to dislike BB. In the good old days when killing SD not Insano was the latest fad it was more peacefull like this bar. A tip, never let Mac in to your bar. :)(no offence Mac)
Originally posted by rebel council: **You see in the BBB this would of happened.
Draco dives and just barely manages to trip RC. Ripping the drapes from his grasp, he stuffs them down RC's throat and sits back down. **
Laughing heartily, Draco sets the drapes on fire with his ruby-set gun, and hands them back to RC. "I thought you were just kidding about liking the drapes," he says. "Here, keep them as a momentum."
Phantmrain strolls in the bar sporting a pound of cat-food, a few party hats, and a slug-thrower. He sits down in a booth and waits for his tequilla. He wonders if this bar has any weapon defences, if not, he'll gladly construct some. Phantmrain then approaches Shade and thanks him for telling him of the unwritten rule.
------------------ Whats the sense of hating when i can show love, whats the sense of faking, when i can show blood?"
OV jumps out of the hole and spits a whole mouth full of roaches in Draco's face. "What did you do that for!? Their still there!"
OV drinks is drink and puts a 10-inch forcefeild between him and draco.
Rima docks her Zidara and walks into the bar. She orders a drink and sits down to wait for something to happen.
------------------ Of course Women don't work as hard as men....They do it right the first time.
Yes, Jess, we just met each other, and we got off to a VERY bad start. I believe that BB and Late could learn for each other. RC is right. BB is WaY to violent. U have tried telling them (in particular Insano) this, but they won't listen. Perhaps between our combined influence, we can learn to be more peaceful. This act of violence was, as was stated before, a joke. Over at BB, it would have been taken like that. It was OUR fault that we didn't realize that you had different customs then ours. My foreign policy teacher will be furious. There goes by perfect A- grade... Oh yeah, and OV? I must break my vow about ignoring you for this ONE LAST POST- No need to forgive me. You don't exist, remember?
A large crash sounds from the previously undescovered underground lake in the asteroid. Arookee, still hovering at twice his usual sixe, comes in. Lyra, who has been ingadged in piece talks with Jess, turn around suddenly. "Arookee! I told you to stay at BB!" He changes to a cat, cuddles up in her arms, and calmly says, "Ah, I heard you were here, making peace, so I decided to come and aplologize to." He then walks up to the ShadowCat leader and says, ikn catish, a long and complicated apologetic speech involving the heavy use of the word, "meow." In the meantime, Lyra askes, "But how did you get here? I didn't register any magic in the area, and you would need me to teleport-" "Oh, that was easy. I borrowed this submarine off some Ruskie. The RED OCTOBER or something or other. WE can rename it and out fit it with some new toys."
Arookee starts to vibrate wildly, and the air around him starts to quiver, like the air around a jet engine.