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"I have my car outside, we could cruise around and hunt them down. See what mischief they have got up to?"
*spins key to his car around finger, while staggering towards the bar*
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Downs a margarita.
I...don't feel so good. I don't suppose anyone prepared neutralize poison today? Oh dear. Colors are definitely not supposed to do that.
Maybe you should sit down?
leads LJ to a couch
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Come one, come all, to the thread celestial!
We welcome all celestial beings and objects. Heck, we'll even allow things infernal (if they don't mind a cudgel hit or two), neutral (slaads), or neutered (poodles). Jacks can come over too, as long as there is no punting. No dretchings, please.
Plus, .
But I hate turnips.
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What do I have to do to get a drink around here? Fill the air with toxins and blow around menacingly in the wind?
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What do I have to do to get a drink around here? Fill the air with toxins and blow around menacingly in the wind?
{wanders behind the bar, no one seems to object} Here ya go Leafy... {slids him an Irish Eyes} ...just don't start singing that song.
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Downs a margarita.
I...don't feel so good. I don't suppose anyone prepared neutralize poison today? Oh dear. Colors are definitely not supposed to do that.
Maybe you should sit down?
leads LJ to a couch
"Yeah, sitting down would be good. Wow. The world went all bendy. This is definitely not good."
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"I have my car outside, we could cruise around and hunt them down. See what mischief they have got up to?"
*spins key to his car around finger, while staggering towards the bar*
*Shimmers into view*
They are at the Slaad Thread. Prepare yourselves, for they may be chased by slaadi here...Hello Lynora-jill. You should probably start to check your drinks for 'extras'.
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"I have my car outside, we could cruise around and hunt them down. See what mischief they have got up to?"
*spins key to his car around finger, while staggering towards the bar*
*Shimmers into view*
They are at the Slaad Thread. Prepare yourselves, for they may be chased by slaadi here...Hello Lynora-jill. You should probably start to check your drinks for 'extras'.
This is so weird. I've never actually seen sound before. It's making me kind of nauseous.
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The big leisure-suited monkey is getting uproariously drunk. His fiendish dryad and nymph friends are also well on their way, and have decided to quit giving out the death stares to Missy and Mandy and join the bacchanal on the dance floor. Much rubbing and gyrating ensues
Celestial Healer
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I started with a cult and ended up with a rave. How odd.
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What do I have to do to get a drink around here? Fill the air with toxins and blow around menacingly in the wind?
{wanders behind the bar, no one seems to object} Here ya go Leafy... {slids him an Irish Eyes} ...just don't start singing that song.
*Hic*
That's good stuff barkeep! Now I'm going to get my plant brethren to infiltrate...freshen this place up.
By the way, what's with the Pit Fiend bouncers?
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What do I have to do to get a drink around here? Fill the air with toxins and blow around menacingly in the wind?
{wanders behind the bar, no one seems to object} Here ya go Leafy... {slids him an Irish Eyes} ...just don't start singing that song.
*Hic*
That's good stuff barkeep! Now I'm going to get my plant brethren to infiltrate...freshen this place up.
By the way, what's with the Pit Fiend bouncers?
I'm a balor, thank you very much. You just love lumping all fiends into one category, don't you?
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I'm a balor, thank you very much. You just love lumping all fiends into one category, don't you?What do I have to do to get a drink around here? Fill the air with toxins and blow around menacingly in the wind?
{wanders behind the bar, no one seems to object} Here ya go Leafy... {slids him an Irish Eyes} ...just don't start singing that song.
*Hic*
That's good stuff barkeep! Now I'm going to get my plant brethren to infiltrate...freshen this place up.
By the way, what's with the Pit Fiend bouncers?
It could be the blurred vision brought on by this wonderful drink, *hic*, but, no, you've really got Pit Fiend bouncers. I can tell the difference, you know?
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I'm a balor, thank you very much. You just love lumping all fiends into one category, don't you?What do I have to do to get a drink around here? Fill the air with toxins and blow around menacingly in the wind?
{wanders behind the bar, no one seems to object} Here ya go Leafy... {slids him an Irish Eyes} ...just don't start singing that song.
*Hic*
That's good stuff barkeep! Now I'm going to get my plant brethren to infiltrate...freshen this place up.
By the way, what's with the Pit Fiend bouncers?
Ew! It's a demon!
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I'm a balor, thank you very much. You just love lumping all fiends into one category, don't you?What do I have to do to get a drink around here? Fill the air with toxins and blow around menacingly in the wind?
{wanders behind the bar, no one seems to object} Here ya go Leafy... {slids him an Irish Eyes} ...just don't start singing that song.
*Hic*
That's good stuff barkeep! Now I'm going to get my plant brethren to infiltrate...freshen this place up.
By the way, what's with the Pit Fiend bouncers?
Ew! It's a demon!
/\Actually, that's Orcus.
Ew! It's a yugoloth!
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*turns undead*cozies up alongside Celestial Healer
"I'm dead. Will that be a problem? I'm so cold. I need someone to warm me up."
Genius! Now she won't try to snuggle for warmth, cause you're undead!
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It could be the blurred vision brought on by this wonderful drink, *hic*, but, no, you've really got Pit Fiend bouncers. I can tell the difference, you know?
Can I get another one of those Irish Eyes, barkeep?
*Lightweight. That drink isn't strong enough to strip the paint off my golem ass. Oh well, give 'em what they want.* {slides another drink to the leafy fellow}
{ponders telling the dretching of the All-Spark splinter embedded in his forehead, but thinks better of it.} Here little guy, have a White Russian. It was recommended by The Dude over at the end of the bar.
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Here little guy, have a White Russian. It was recommended by The Dude over at the end of the bar.
Hey buddy, a weird frozen spider-poodle head thingie just appeared in the ice machine behind you.
Oh, could I get another White Russian... with no ice please.
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<The poodle head rolls out of the ice machine and shatters>
If I had the means to do it, I'd be sick right now. *hic*
Gimme another a dem Irish Eyes, barkeep! NO ice for me either.
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<The pieces of the poodle head thaw, and each sprouts a set of spider legs. The pieces crawl towards each other.>
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
<The poodle-head slaad thing reforms completely, and it sprays twin streams of acid at random patrons in the thread.>
<It then scuttles out of the thread.>
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I'm a balor, thank you very much. You just love lumping all fiends into one category, don't you?What do I have to do to get a drink around here? Fill the air with toxins and blow around menacingly in the wind?
{wanders behind the bar, no one seems to object} Here ya go Leafy... {slids him an Irish Eyes} ...just don't start singing that song.
*Hic*
That's good stuff barkeep! Now I'm going to get my plant brethren to infiltrate...freshen this place up.
By the way, what's with the Pit Fiend bouncers?
Ew! It's a demon!
/\Actually, that's Orcus.
Ew! It's a yugoloth!
Ew! It's a...um...something really stupid.
...Obyriths were better.
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*laughs at the little one volt jolt the fish gives* Man, this fish has some serious delusions.Cool, a talking tuna!Don' m'k me shm'te ya...We may have to assimilate this cult.Celestial Follower! Get some more liquor. And maybe some nachos and cocktail weenies. I'll never attract a big cult without liquor, nachos, and cocktail weenies.All right! Almost like the Jack's Clubhouse!That'sh 't...shmite!
*Lightning bolt strikes JRHM*
Um... I think electricity just heals golems.
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FREE MUFFINS!!!!!!!
little do they know, the end is nigh, Vomit Guy's resurrection will be upon us soon! mehehehhhhh......
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{tumble in through the doors, already pretty sloshed}
Drew: Hey, has anyone seen our older brother, Hugh? He's got some new Wolf-R-Reem thingie he has to start casting for, but the producers can't find him
Stew: Forget him for now -- babes and brewskis are everywhere! It's like heaven in here!
<Drops magic marker into Angel Fish's bowl>AIII!! *Cough cough cough* Can't...breathe...through poison...Drew: That's handy. {fishes magic marker out} Thanks Fishie! Gonna need this to write down some sheilas' phone numbers.
Mr. Jackman is on the run from the law. If you see him, you are legally obligated to turn him in or face charges of conspiracy and obstruction of justice, which carry execution penalties.
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Um... I think electricity just heals golems.*laughs at the little one volt jolt the fish gives* Man, this fish has some serious delusions.Cool, a talking tuna!Don' m'k me shm'te ya...We may have to assimilate this cult.Celestial Follower! Get some more liquor. And maybe some nachos and cocktail weenies. I'll never attract a big cult without liquor, nachos, and cocktail weenies.All right! Almost like the Jack's Clubhouse!That'sh 't...shmite!
*Lightning bolt strikes JRHM*
Nah, only some types of golems. Jacks are just highly resistant.
Also, I think you mean the Jackmen are on the run from your crazy women. If I weren't busy guarding this place, I'd look into consecrating your country.| The Dude Lebowski |
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<The pieces of the poodle head thaw, and each sprouts a set of spider legs. The pieces crawl towards each other.>
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
<The poodle-head slaad thing reforms completely, and it sprays twin streams of acid at random patrons in the thread.>
<It then scuttles out of the thread.>
Whoa, I think I'm having some weird Cohen Bros flashback.
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I'm still kinda hung up on internet domination. Do you think maybe we could "convert" everyone to celestialism through the careful deployment of charismatic televangelists?
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I'm still kinda hung up on internet domination. Do you think maybe we could "convert" everyone to celestialism through the careful deployment of charismatic televangelists?
That'd be annoying and probably hurt you in the polls. It'd be better to just kill 'em and Raise 'em with the Celestial template. {goes back to sipping Mint Julep through straw}
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{goes back to sipping Mint Julep through straw}
Barkeepish purshon, cooould I haf annynodder... {passes out, rolls off counter, and falls into open bowling ball bag on floor}
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{goes back to sipping Mint Julep through straw}Barkeepish purshon, cooould I haf annynodder... {passes out, rolls off counter, and falls into open bowling ball bag on floor}
He fell faster than his presidential campaign...
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He fell faster than his presidential campaign...
Thanks barkeep, funky winged guy... I gotta go. Time to meet Donny and Walter for bowling. {zips up bowling bag, heads for the door}
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Where did my Celestial Follower go? Is he still gallivanting in that stolen hellcop car? We're almost out of pizza rolls.
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Where did my Celestial Follower go? Is he still gallivanting in that stolen hellcop car? We're almost out of pizza rolls.
If you run out of food, you may run out of followers. Of course, some of your guests may prefer to devour souls...not me, of course. Play with my food, maybe...
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<Infernal cop car pops in>
Wee-ooo! Wee-ooo! Wee-ooo!
<Tentacles grab random patrons>
Hooray! We're back! That side trip to Ry'leh, North Carolina was pretty rough.
I managed to get some snacks!
<Opens the trunk and reaches into an impossibly-large maw>
These cop cars sure do have a lot of trunk space. Here's some pizza rolls, margarita mix, 300 bottles of liquor...I've been told to try the King in Yellow Tequila, nachos, Red Baron pizzas, all kinds of different Doritos...including Spicy Soul Sucking Doritos, pretzels...
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<Infernal cop car pops in>
Wee-ooo! Wee-ooo! Wee-ooo!
{Climbs down off hood, still shaking} Note to self: No more psychedelic mushrooms. Ever. {pukes over in the corner}
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<Infernal cop car pops in>
Wee-ooo! Wee-ooo! Wee-ooo!
<Tentacles grab random patrons>
Hooray! We're back! That side trip to Ry'leh, North Carolina was pretty rough.
I managed to get some snacks!
<Opens the trunk and reaches into an impossibly-large maw>
These cop cars sure do have a lot of trunk space. Here's some pizza rolls, margarita mix, 300 bottles of liquor...I've been told to try the King in Yellow Tequila, nachos, Red Baron pizzas, all kinds of different Doritos...including Spicy Soul Sucking Doritos, pretzels...
yummm...Spicy Soul Sucking Doritos, my favorite. Err..I mean I should try them...for the 1st time. Ever.
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<Infernal cop car pops in>
Wee-ooo! Wee-ooo! Wee-ooo!
<Tentacles grab random patrons>
Hooray! We're back! That side trip to Ry'leh, North Carolina was pretty rough.
I managed to get some snacks!
<Opens the trunk and reaches into an impossibly-large maw>
These cop cars sure do have a lot of trunk space. Here's some pizza rolls, margarita mix, 300 bottles of liquor...I've been told to try the King in Yellow Tequila, nachos, Red Baron pizzas, all kinds of different Doritos...including Spicy Soul Sucking Doritos, pretzels...
"Oh nice, you have brought back lots of crisps that need to be dunked in red gooey liquid, how outer-planar. And most importantly liquor, groovy.!"
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"Oh nice, you have brought back lots of crisps that need to be dunked in red gooey liquid, how outer-planar. And most importantly liquor, groovy.!"
Hmmm. Celestial Healer, can use your celestial sight on this 'un? Ah think we mites haf oursels ah hippeh furriner hayr!!!
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"Oh nice, you have brought back lots of crisps that need to be dunked in red gooey liquid, how outer-planar. And most importantly liquor, groovy.!"Hmmm. Celestial Healer, can use your celestial sight on this 'un? Ah think we mites haf oursels ah hippeh furriner hayr!!!
"No dear doctor, i am quite familiar with the celestial realms, but of course i am not from the colonies like some. Your name indicates germanic decent?"
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No dear doctor, i am quite familiar with the ceelestial realms, but of course i am not from the colonies like some. Your name indicates germanic decent?"
{grumbles}
"Germanic?" Nope, from Athkatla, in Amn. I'd just hopped a Gate from Toril to Sigil, when I spotted Celestial Follower buying a couple crates of turnips. My pappy always told me to trust a man that knows how to buy a good turnip, so I followed him here.
Or at least, that's how I remember it. I can't guarantee anything... other than I haven't been sober in over 7 years.
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"Good job, dear chap on that lack of sobriety very commmendable. Would you happen to help me get in such an inerbriated state?"
*passes over a beer*
"Bottoms up."
*takes a long draft on his bottle*
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"Good job, dear chap on that lack of sobriety very commmendable. Would you happen to help me get in such an inerbriated state?"
Here you go- {passes over walnut-sized lump of an unknown substance with over a dozen different types of pills mashed into it's surface} you should like it. It's 'Tussin-flavored too.
*passes over a beer*
"Bottoms up."
{empties beer into mug, then drops a shot glass of Ol' Janx Spirit into it} Yummy! {slams it down}
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*examines the strange pill ball*
"Multi-coloured, interesting"
*swallows pill, takes a pull of his ale, and with a florid bow*
"Any of you ladies want to dance?"
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"Just realised it's been awhile since i've had any fruit or veg., is there any here? well apart from this pommie/limey/old fruit"
"Oh yes the turnips. Any still about?"
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"Just realised it's been awhile since i've had any fruit or veg., is there any here? well apart from this pommie/limey/old fruit"
"Oh yes the turnips. Any still about?"
It's weird, the pit *cough* balors really liked the turnips, so we're all out.