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Post by Lurid Sorcerer on Apr 7, 2004 13:33:06 GMT -5
*Chrono passed out, if you couldn't read that.
"Only a shot glass, eh? I knew it was potent stuff, but..."
He looked over (and down) to Druken.
"Are we going to put him in your barrel?"
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Post by Selene on Apr 22, 2004 14:50:36 GMT -5
name: selene
age: 19
race: vampire (not like any other vampires)
weapons: two hand guns with uv amuntion and 7 vampire blades hidden within her trench coat
occupation: to seek revenge on the lycans (werewolfs) for killl her family when she was 3.
*enters da bar and looks around* "goody another s**t hole *she walks ova to the bar after stepping ova a drunk bum on the floor* "i hate human bars!"
bartender: " wot can i get ya?" *gives her a dirty look*
*looks at the bartender* "a small glass of blood...plz"
bartender: "we dont sell blood"
*growls as her eyes turn blue and her fangs grow longer* "NO BLOOD?!?!?! what kinda bar is this?!?!?!"
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Post by Lurid Sorcerer on Apr 22, 2004 16:07:11 GMT -5
"Mother of God..."
He leaps over to one of the guys playing cards and waits.
It doesn't take long for someone to get pissed off at someone else.
After assesing who is cheating the worst, he knocks the guy out.
"Excuse me, can I barrow this?" he said to the other cardplayers.
Without waiting for a response, he draged the unconsious guy to Selene.
"Here, he's got plenty. And it looks like the guys over there don't like the fact that he's alive, so..."
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Post by DrukenHammer on Apr 24, 2004 20:19:30 GMT -5
ooc: Um...I'm guessing that where you come from is 'advanced' seeing as I didn't think we really had guns, or trench coats really. The fact that you asked the barkeep for blood would have probably made him dismiss you as one a couple fries short of the new adult happy meal at McDonald's, but it works.
Anyways...
A figure, shy of 4' stands in the doorway with Jauques thrown over hois shoulder, burts through the door.
Druken: (to the barkeep) [glow=green,2,300]Poor soul! Why'd you give 'em that stuff, assmonkey![/glow]
(the barkeep simply shrugs his shoulders and sighs)
Barkeep: I told him not to, but...
Druken: [glow=green,2,300]You got a spare room up there.[/glow]
Barkeep: Yeah.
(Druken starts to carry over his shoulder Jauques's lifeless body up the stairs to the rooms of the Inn. With every step, Jauques head hit the stairs.)
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Post by Lurid Sorcerer on Apr 27, 2004 13:18:39 GMT -5
After about the third "thunk" of Jaques's cranium hitting the stairs, Kalarn offers to help Druken by saying:
"Hey Druken. Need help?"
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Post by DrukenHammer on Apr 29, 2004 2:59:12 GMT -5
Druken turns around to look at Kalarn and swings Jaques around, unfortunatly he hits his head with a "THUD" off of the bannister."
[glow=green,2,300]Nope![/glow]
He swings back around, Jaques's skull smacks off the railing and he continues to go up to the next to the last step, unknowingly bashing his (Jauques's) face off of each step, with the last Ka-thump Druken turns back and hits Jauques's face off of the bannister again.
[glow=green,2,300]Actually yeah![/glow]
He sets down Jauques, who is now sitting on the stairs, passed out from intoxication and now concussed (actually I don't think concussed covers what all happened)
[glow=green,2,300]Have you ever heard of the Badlands, boy?[/glow]
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