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pp watches Cooldude leave and has a few drinks... mmm... ketchup (wait, what? That wasn't funny... it was just stupid. Oh well)
------------------ "I love deadlines, I love the 'whooshing' sound they make as they go by." - Douglas Adams. (url="http://"http://www.evula.org/theasylum/")the asylum(/url)
Paranoid hides his face in shame and runs from Gordontron. He later goes on to sell the best selling history novel "The reign of the Azdgari."
------------------ "What if to reach the highest place you had to fall?" Peter Mayer
Cresent looks back and forth between Paranoid and Gordontron, somehow getting the same strange sense that she used to work with them. Shrugging it off, Cresent plots with pp to start a ketchup drinking contest.
------------------ To err is human. To err and blame it on someone else, is even more human.
Yoshi and his clones wonder why Paranoid, Gordontron, and Cresent seem to know each other from the past. He then creates a game in which the only thing you do is shoot Cresent and Gordontron.
------------------ One ring to rule them all, One ring to find them, One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
Gordon reads and approves "The reign of the Azdgari." Gordontron's feeling of betrayel came from the fact that Paranoid is on the opposite side of the Vanilla Coke-Cream Soda divide. Gordontron usually being a Vanilla Coke person. Gordontron reaches the Azdgari homeland and raises a mighty army complete with 100 G2 Azdaras they then set the corse back for the Albatross. Gordontron checks Cresents handy work when they arive and see that the sprinklers spraying Yoshicide.The G2 Azdaras hovered outside and waited for commands. Meahwhile Gordontron put into place his plan. The sprinklers started spraying yoshicide and the ugly mushrooms and the clones died. They of course regenerated. There was a hitch, the bodies were still left, all the many clones left their bodies there before regenerating. Then when the new generation sprung up from the ground they were killed. And so on and soforth until the bar was packed with the ugly mushrooms clones. Everytime they regnerated they were either smuthered by all the bodies or were crushed under the weight of all the clone bodies. Gordontron evacuated Paranoid, Cresent, Desperado, and other patrons of the bar. They barred the doors and cealed them up with the strongest materials in the universe. The bar was now packed with Yoshi and his clones that could not escape. Gordontron suggested that his G2 Azdaras could move the bar patrons to another bar if the owner wanted, seeing as the bar was now a death trap for the ugly mushroom.
------------------ "Chaos is our ally, discipline our mortal foe" --Azdgari Commander Long live the Azdgari! "Guns don't kill people, ammunition does."-Garison Keeler
Eventually the door bursts open from all the clones. Then some of them got into their ships and chased down Gordontron and all the other bar patrons, who he now considered enemies because they left him in his time of need.
Paranoid dislikes being contained so soon he wanders the wasteland of a universe that is left after the Vanilla Coke war. He decides to send the composition of Yoshicide to all parts of the Universe because chemical weapons are safer and more efficient than explosives.
Xenocide decides to pour yoshi bodys into the mass graveyard in the back. He then hires a bum off the street and puts him in a preist uniform, then he gives him the direction sheet for the funeral. Xeno wonders if he could join the bar. Then he desides to explore the bar. He walks into the police station inside the bar and reports 42 murders and 641,842 thefts. Xeno then explores the acid pit. He decides that it is too full and begins to haul bodys into the mass graveyard in the back. Then realizing that all of his flesh has been disolved from his body he orders more acid to replenish the old and decides to break it in, he then stands by the edge and falls in. It tingles. Then he hauls himself in the mass graveyard and gets regenerated (paying the fee of course). He then orders a nice black tea with lemon and woodruff. And after that previous death he decides never to do it again (too much work). And then deciding that this post is not too good he decides to end it.
------------------ Are we sad because it rains or does it rain because we are sad? -Xenocide- An eye for an eye, and soon the whole world is blind. -Gandhi-
To the surprise of many of the bar's originators, Shek Sunrunner, the Dur'achi swordsman who sliced off his head and turned into a cloud of smoke after deciding he'd had too much booze, reenters the bar.
"My, this place has taken a beating," but even as he says this, the ground in front of him instantly reintegrates. "Sorul! I haven't seen stone do that since the Sha'achi archmage sneezed!"
However, he soon notices that there seems to be some sort of fight happening in the bar. Unsheathing his Ell'achi glaive from its scabbard on his back, he crouches in a defensive stance and mouths strange, gutteral sounds as he shapes arcane symbols in the air. Where his fingers move silvery fire appears for a moment, then disappears; while he speaks the harsh-sounding language, the scent of almonds is strong in the air. Suddenly he grows silent, and the smell of almonds fade. Shouting one of the thousands of war cries he learned at the Sarpi War Academy, Shek charges into the fray, lunging and carving with his glaive, shouting all the while.
"Sorulasesh!"
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I'm baaaack.
------------------ All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king. —J. R. R. Tolkien (url="http://"http://www.ambrosiasw.com/cgi-bin/ubb/search.cgi?action=intro&default;=26")The Search Feature(/url)
Cresent watches happily as Shek and Xenocide show up. More people! She gets a Vanilla Coke and watches Shek fight.
Shek's skill is very small compared to Yoshimitsu's insane skills with a sword. Shek is easily killed by Yoshimitsu.
Oh yeah...there's no rule in a bar about not killing other peoples' characters...bother.
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Shek, having already come back from the dead once, did not have to do so again through a misfortune in battle, as that wasn't the way in which he had always died. Apparently this Yoshimitsu used far too many hallucinogens, and thought he had killed Shek. Of course he was wrong. For Shek Sunrunner, eldest Swordmaster of the Dur'achi and initial founder of the Sarpi War Academy, had, over the ten thousand years he had been born and reborn, lived and died, learned all anyone could ever learn about swordsmanship, tactics, and strategy. Thus, he easily fended off this Yoshimitsu hooligan and went on back to the bar, shaking his head and chuckling lightly. Even though it seemed he was calm and unaware, he was always alert to the slightest change in his environment, and could not be surprised.
When he got to the bar, he ordered his favorite drink. "Barkeep, please send down a stein of hawksblood ale, and I'd be most obliged to pay you for the favor."
(This message has been edited by Solel (edited 05-30-2003).)
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Solel, welcome to our insane bar! As a welcome back (you said im baaack), I will drop you to the acid pit. Cade drops Solel to the acid pit and watches him slowly melt in the poisonous liquid.
------------------ I am eager to try to ansver mission questions
(This message has been edited by General Cade Smart (edited 05-31-2003).)
Paranoid looks to Shek, then back to Xenocide. He isn't sure it would be healthy to attempt to classify either. He starts working on it immediately.
Melted by the acid pit, Shek is transformed once again into a cloud of smoke. It slowly drifts back over towards the bar and reintegrates into Shek Sunrunner, along with his various weapons and black robes.
"By the Flame of Sorul! That sure beats swimming in normal water."
Shek walks over to Cade and lifts him up, saying, "Here, you should try it too," and drops him in the acid pit.
As Cade begins to sizzle, he says, with an amused smile on his face, "Isn't it just grand?"
Cresent laughs hysterically as she watches Shek beat up Yoshi and throw Cade in the acid pit. She notices Yoshi regenerate and come back to attack Shek, so she shoots him in the head with the gun she keeps in her boot, if only to remind him that Shek isn't his only enemy in the bar.
Shek turns to face Cresent and winks. "Nice shot there. Let's see how many different ways we have to kill him before he stops bothering us."
Cresent laughs, "Sure, but I can't even guess how many ways that would be. We've tried quite a few already."
Paranoid decides that to analyze either of the newcomers he must observe them closely in the areas of their expertise. Paranoid asks pp if he can use a large circular sports field as an arena. Paranoid is willing to pay for rent.
Gordontron chuckles as he listens to Cresent: "Cresent laughs, "Sure, but I can't even guess how many ways that would be. We've tried quite a few already.""
Yeah more than enough I think. Gordontron sends his G2 Azdaras off on the long trip home. He then returns to the bar and begins to think among the chaos. How could we kill the ugly mushroom for good. Hmm..... Gordontron then remembers an old Azdgari prophet talk about taking ones own life to kill, or save anothers. Gordontron preforms the ritual coming closer to the fabric of the universe and then sends his atoms to destory the mushroom. Gordontron can now never regnerate because he has used his body and soul to destory another. The mushroom now CANNOT REGENERATE but the soul may regenerate back to its former state as a hobbit.
I am leaving now and now the ugly mushroom is no more. Sorry yoshi but looks like its back to hobbitan for you. cya yall