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Right here! (is amazed at all the new patrons) Gimme a Devil's Breath, Cicion!
------------------ Formerly-Rampant Human-Coded AI
Hmmm. Why hello, Joshua. Does somebody want to get killed again? /Suddenly, Micheal bursts into flames, and then explodes. When the smoke clears, whats left is what appears to be a skeleton in a tattered orange cloak, covered in cybernetic equipment. Are you going to put up a better fight than last time??
------------------ -Absence, perfection, MICHEAL
Boy, business is really picking up lately! Slides a D's B down the bar to Darkk. Looks at Michael and Joshua. If you two are going to fight, do it somewhere other than this bar. There's a small planetoid that's in a binary system of sorts with the bar station. I'll give you the coordinates. Gives them the coords. I've had enough brawling in here lately. Any more, and I may not restrain myself. I wouldn't want to kill either of you.
------------------ -Traek Cicion of the Taeskor "Never tell me the odds!" -Han Solo "Then we'll do it real quiet-like."
Micheal, last time was hardly a fight you back stabber. I am weak right now, allow me to heal first. And I think we should leave before the battle, I dont think that the mortals would apreciate us shortening their already pathetic life-spans. And why do you wish to destroy me anyway? We are family.
Joshua looks around.<< Let us continue this elsewhere, our friends dont need to hear thi- Suddenly, Joshua appears behind Micheal and fires a large burst of energy at him.<<
Joshua looks around.<< Let us continue this elsewhere, our friends dont need to hear thi-
Suddenly, Joshua appears behind Micheal and fires a large burst of energy at him.<<
------------------ Cleanser, Savior, Chaos, JOSHUA.
/Micheal merely raises his hand and counters the blast, neutralizing it./ You are correct, you are weak right now. Very well, I'll give you time to regenerate. Afterwards, meet me at that rock the mortal suggested. After I destroy you, I'll move on to more important matters, scything down this universe for one. /Micheal raises his arm and disappears in a bright but short flash./
Joshua walks (hovers??) over to the counter.<< Mortal! I havent much time! Where is the closest and best source of radiation?! I need to reach my full strength before its to late! All three of Joshua's eyes turn a bright, firery red.<<
Joshua walks (hovers??) over to the counter.<< Mortal! I havent much time! Where is the closest and best source of radiation?! I need to reach my full strength before its to late!
All three of Joshua's eyes turn a bright, firery red.<<
There's a Salrilian simlab about 3 parsecs over that has about 1.58e4 terrarads in its radiation test chambers...
Reacts with contempt at the two beings' comments on "mortals", then smiles wrily at how much they are underestimating him. But then, it's not a bartender's business to get involved in anything with a customer, unless, of course, they cause trouble. Hey, Darkk, care for another drink? On the house.
Dr. Pepper please, these Devil's Breaths are firey but they're bad for my esoughagus. I really shouldn't have too many DB's. Oh, I've nearly finished the Jjaro. To celebrate, any Devil's Breaths ordered in the next 30 minutes are on Salrilian Admi -- I mean MY account.
You got any power cells? My batteries are getting low.
------------------ "I am the supreme dictator of the universe, it's just that nobody knows about it yet." "Never do today what you can put off until tomorrow."
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Originally posted by Fleet Admiral Darkk: **To celebrate, any Devil's Breaths ordered in the next 30 minutes are on Salrilian Admi -- I mean MY account. **
seeing he is a couple hours too late, he silently resets the clocks in the bar back two hours.
"Ah yes, that deal is still good? I'll take a couple hundred thousand Devil's Breaths. Now I just need a messanger capable of tracking down that elusive Sundered Angel...."
------------------ "I'm a controversial figure. My friends either dislike me or hate me."
Pukes, but fortunately, the Vaccuum tube is still there...
------------------ --Talon_Karrde, MoD, 61:4-- Visit (url="http://"http://www.planetarion.com")www.planetarion.com(/url) and sign up for some real gaming experience!
(This message has been edited by Talon Karrde (edited 03-07-2001).)
Tosses a Dr. Pepper to Darkk, and gives Avatara his drinks... all of them.
A bunch of inter-stellar postmen enter the bar, package all the drinks in seperate stasis fields, then carry them out one by one. A couple days later its all done, and the lead postman walks up to Darkk with Cicion and asks him for his payment. (shipping and products)
*Hands them a credit card Here you go...
Bloody hell! Is this place still here? Last time i looked in was around march 2000! This gets my vote for longest topic ever.
-orders any australian beer thats available. And a cigar. And some oil for the four audemadon in the corner- "So someone shoot me already, have you gone soft while i was gone?"
------------------ "How can I make it go faster?" -Me-
(Cheerfully flips Azdara over his shoulder with one hand on chin and one on head.) "Sorry, my gun was recharging." (Azdara puts on a really stiff neck brace and gets up) "Relax, here's some Ishiman regeneration ointment. Rub it on, and it'll be fine in a few hours."
Karrde points the Vaccume tube at Azdara, and overpressures the inside of the tube...
Azdara puts down his cigar. "That wasn't very nice!" Shoots The admiral with something big. HAH!
(dries the blood off his uniform) Ouch, that hurt. (breaks Azdara's neck again) This time it would be a really bad idea to get up.