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Since Froedrick Jr. is an anaconda, this behavior is rather odd. Luke shoots Blood Eagle for daring to sue him, then gives DB a Nibos beer.
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Half the people high-tailed out of the bar. It seems to them that having an anaconda in a bar is highly uh... strange. Blood Eagle survived the shot, and went on drinking his vodka.
"I can't waste 20,000 credits ordering this vodka just because there was a bit of poison in it. Gulp...gulp...gulp... BLECH!! The taste of arsenic!"
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Rak orders a gallon of Nibos, and awaits its arrival by throwing Darts at the stacked beer bottles.
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Anacondas... aren't... poisonous... oh, whatever.
Deadbeat, I'm kidding. But seriously, don't turn my wife into a man ever again. We spent the entire day fixing the damage done. Well, five minutes to undo the damage ((unrelated ad) Drink Old Janx Spirit! It will cure anything! (/unrelated ad)), and about five hours to recover. After that we !!!! some more. I swear, #### is really fun. Yes, sorry everyone, I've gone back into the first person. Suck it up. I'm too tired to go third person.
So, the Gilded Truffle is doing splendidly. Andrew Welch in his tricked out Luxury Liner visited last night while you were there, Luke. Did you see him? He ordered a pint of Saalian Brandy. I asked him if he was lost. He said yes, apparently, and ordered some fuzzes. I said whatever, and gave him a plate full of Gatorello, the unholy merger of Gatorade and Jello. He didn't notice and ate the whole thing. Tipped about 20,000 credits. We just installed an all-ceiling (what do you call the top of am LL?) skylight, so now the patrons can view the vastness of space as they dine. Of course, the shielding has to make up for the lack of armor there, but that's okay. BTW, pirates tried to attack the Gilded Truffle, and as they closed in, a Confederate fleet cut them off and wasted them. Yeah! I kind of wished that I could've tested the restaurants battle capabilities. But, that will come in time.
I take the day/week/month off to go to the Boozerama and order a Greatest Glass of Skim Milk Ever(GGSME/SMEGG).
"Gimme a SMEGG."
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I've got some more to say now.
Remember Chirpo? And my rockin band, the Eldrods? And Boozeramos? Those were fun times. But now I've settled down. No more expensive drunk binges and adventures for me.
Aw, forget that! Chirpo and I are back! After Sylvia and I adopted him, he's now our son! Right, Chirpo?
<chirp>
Yeah... I'll write again when I'm not falling asleep in my chair. I love summer.
(Whatever happened to the 200 post limit? And did anyone notice that Boozerama 1 is still open? Maybe the others are too...)
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DeadBeat quickly finishes his Nibos Beer and heads out to finish off the last of the Roach armada.
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Originally posted by Rawzer: Whatever happened to the 200 post limit?
It went away when Ambrosia switched over to their new 2x1000 MHz Power Macintosh G4 server, 'Asgard'. The limit existed only to save their old SGI server, 'Janus', from excessive strain, as it was beginning to show its age.
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Luke gives Rak a gallon of Nibos beer and tells him to settle down. Luke puts an anti-Chirpo shield around the bar, and tells everyone to come back in, as Froedrick Jr. is perferctly harmless, unless he's hungry.
Originally posted by David Arthur: **It went away when Ambrosia switched over to their new ... server, 'Asgard'...
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Yeah, that's what I thought. So, were the topics that were locked because of the limit reopened?
So, Chirpo isn't allowed in the bar, huh? Good! Rawzer doesn't want him hanging around with Boozerama types like himself! Wait, crud. Rawzer goes back to the Gilded Truffle to see how things are going. The chef has a new special, Le Tete du Singe, or Monkey Head. It's actually pretty good, if you close your eyes.
The door opens, and a group of pirates zoom in. They were pursuing Blood Eagle for the past three months. Blood Eagle hides behind the counter, then sneaks behind the pirates. He knocks two of the pirates down. The third took out his hand-held laser gun. Blood Eagle pours the arsenic-vodka all over the pirate.
A squadron of security droids, led, inexplicably, by Ryan Stiles, take the pirates and Blood Eagle out back and knock 'em all unconscious.
Originally posted by David Arthur: **It went away when Ambrosia switched over to their new 2x1000 MHz Power Macintosh G4 server, 'Asgard'. The limit existed only to save their old SGI server, 'Janus', from excessive strain, as it was beginning to show its age.
Ambrosia's using Asgard now, eh? Sweet.
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DeadBeat catches up to the roach armada only to become shocked. "Roach Destroyers," he curses under his breath. " and, oh crap, they've built another Roach Star!" He quickly flies his Vellos Javelin behind a meteor before long-range scanners from the Roach vessels pick him up. He then sends out a frantic message "Penguin, I need immediate assistance, the roach empire has rebuilt itself, repeat...<static>...
Originally posted by Rawzer: So, were the topics that were locked because of the limit reopened?
I don't think so. Since the moderators would have to go back and manually reopen every one, it would hardly be a worthwhile use of time, especially since those topics are all old enough now that posting to them would be considered resurrecting a dead topic.
Blood Eagle wakes up to find his ship stolen. He looked around at his escort ships. Nothing! Then, he finds a long, stringy object lying in front of him. He took out a magnifying glass, and stared. It was a roach antenna. Blood Eagle takes out a radio transmitter. It received a message - a distress signal! "Help...help...need immediate assistance...<static>...location...NGC-0595..." He muttered, "Dark take it!" He went into the shipyard. He handed 1.12 million credits to the cashier, and zoomed out into the space on his new Rapier.
Luke orders some of his pirate buddies to assist DB.
A strange being somewhere in someplace chews on a roach.
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Damn Roaches, Rawzer thinks to himself as he pilots his Tricked out Kestrel closer to the Roach Star. (The Roach Star is just like the Death Star, right? Like, exactly? I'll just assume so.)
Twelve Roach Fighters immediately emerge from the station, splattering Roach Juice all over the place. The Kestrel takes many hits, but wipes out the squadron with a single, well-aimed, propelled bomb. As he gets closer the station starts firing its own Roach Juice Cannons. Rawzer begins bombing, and soon an entire sector of the station is without defences.
Fighters come bursting from the bays of the station, and soon Rawzer is overwhelmed. All of a sudden,
Ernie Yelts (bum badda bummmm!) with his seven Rebel Cruisers,
Rawzer Strogart (no relation) with his two Confederate Cruisers, and
Stastima Budrocker in his tricked out Rapier and six Corvettes (actually, he just has one Corvette, but shhhh!) arrive to help.
Roach Juice and laser fire is everywhere, but, of course, in the end all the Roach Fighters are obliterated. More of the station is bombed from the outside (Rawzer and all his friends love bombs), and just a few Roach Juice Cannons are left.
"You're clear, kid!" yells Rawzer to Stastima, who has started to close in on the station's small exhaust port. Two torpedoes fire from the Rapier, and a minute later the entire station explodes in a sticky, Roachy mess.
"Shut up, Chirpo!"
DeadBeat suddenly realizes the paril he's in when red lights start flashing around his prison cell. "The Roach Star." he whispers to himself, "it's getting attacked!" The power in the prison sector of the station suddenly shuts off, the energy bars restraining him in his cell disappear. After his escape DeadBeat quickly makes his way towards the shuttlebay. He looks around, no guards to be seen. DeadBeat manages to borrow and escape on a small Roach Shuttlecraft just as the Roach Star explodes. "Now," he says to himself, "I must head back to the bar."
Unfortunately, the bar's defense system is programmed to destroy all roach juice empire ships...
Bam!