Charas Pub

[Archem]

Archem: Shit. It's always the black ghost to die first, isn't it?

[WarxePB]

Warxe: *dies from massive blood loss and/or multiple types of snake venom*
Razor: He had it coming.
*"wakka wakka wakka" can be heard in the distance*
Archem: *turns blue* Sh!t! *floats off*
Warxe: *gets up* Don't worry, we can stop him. If we sacrifice our lives to take all five of his away, he'll zap out of existance. Or something.
Razor: Pff, screw that. *runs*
Warxe: I see... Wait, does anyone have a computer handy? I think I know how I can stop this.

[Meiscool-2]

MIC: I have a computer that I'm willing to sac....
Warxe: Tomi's computer is prefect for this job!

[Tomi]

Tomi:  I really don't think my computer will suffice.  It sucks.  Use DragonBlaze's or something.
Warxe:  He doesn't come to the pub.
MIC:  Then lets steal it.
Tomi:  TO THE BATCAVE!!!

[Meiscool-2]

NANANANANA-NAH NAHh!

[I Have a Sandwich]

Robin: At last we can get out of the tights
Batman: Wait Robin, leave them on.
Robin: Batman, is that the batarang or are you happy to see me?.... Thats not the batarang.
Sandwich: And that is why you never take a job hanging out in tights with an old guy in a cave.

[Dragonium]

*Giant Pacman appears on the horizon*

MIC: Aaargh! We are all doomed!

Pacman: *Gets closer*

MT11: We must think of a way to defeat him. Perhaps some sort of time paradox, if we were to use Dragonium's time machine to travel back to when the game was invented, and cause Pacman to never be created. this would solve our problems, but like in Back To The Future, would irreversibly damage history. We could use a large number of explosives, powered by the engines from the wreck of Warxe's plane, but this would result in the destruction of the Pub, and instant martyrdom of all the Pub members. I doubt that the army would aid us in our plight, but--

Dragonium: I hate to interrupt your flow of ideas, but Pacman is now three feet away from you.

MT11: Oh dear God! *Runs*

Charas Members: *Run away from Pacman, accompanied by speeded-up music*

Drace: *Exits Pub behind Pacman* Hey guys! I found a pack of peanuts under the bar! Not even opened or anything!

Dragonium: Drace, watch out for--

Drace: Uhh?! *Walks into the back of Pacman*

Pacman: *Loses life*

Drace: Once again, Drace saves the day!

Pacman: *Respawns*

Drace: Oh. *Runs*

Razor: Oh, and you owe me for those peanuts.

[Tomi]

WOK WOK WOK WOK WOK WOK WOK WOK WOK WOK!!!!

[Meiscool-2]

MIC: *stops running* Don't worry guys! I'll stop h*dies*

[WarxePB]

Warxe: Gah! *grabs MIC's computer* Alright... *hits the keyboard frantically*
MIC: Hey! Careful!
Warxe: Yeah, whatever. *hits enter* Here we go. Now all we need to do is wait for 6 to 8 weeks for the delivery of our very own nuclear warhead.

[Archem]

Archem: [`][D][D][Q][D][ENTER]
MIC: Wrong game, retard!
Archem *blink blink* Didn't you die?
MIC: Ghosts. Figure it out yet?
Archem: Ah. How 'bout [`][G]

• [D][ENTER]?

Warxe: Phail.
Archem: [`][V][_][C][H][E][A][T][SPACE][1][ENTER][`][/][G]

• [D][ENTER]?

Dragonium: Hope the Pac-Man gets him next...

[Meiscool-2]

MIC: I never said you could use my computer.
Warxe: Yes you did.
MIC: Prove it please.
Razor: TIME PARADOX LOL

[Drace]

Drace: *grabs his PS2 controller and presses the R2 button*
Ok, now that time has stopped I have enough time to pick a weapon!
Let's see...
Socom, no.
Famas, no.
PSG1, no.
Nikita, no.
Stinger, here we go.
*releases button*

Razor: Could I ask you WHERE THE HELL you got that ****ing STINGER from?

Drace: Well duh, I got it when fighting Liquid in his Hind D.

Razor: Ah....

Drace: *aims at Pacman and shoots*

Missle: *boom*

Pacman: [||||||||||||||||||||||||-------]

[Tomi]

Tomi: *summon Knights of the Round Quadcast*
MIC:  Well I guess we can go run a marathon or go to bed and wake up before this animation is over.
Tomi: Yep.
MIC: *eats a sammich*

[Moosetroop11]

Sammich: Ow! HEY!