Charas Pub

[A Forgotten Legend]

AFL:... it seems...  that I get hurt a lot in some of the cinversations.
Archem:*Stabs*
AFL:  Ah.  ...

[A Forgotten Legend]

AFL: *dies of blood loss because of the time between the (my) post*

[WarxePB]

Warxe: *CONSUMES THE PUB*

[Moosetroop11]

AUTO LIFE

*Pub regenerates*

Razor: Not this time, Warxe my old enemy!!! I just installed the life-o-matic into the pub!!!
Drace: Eh? How'd you afford that?
Razor: I won't lie to you drace. I sold your soul.

[Grandy]

 Grandy: It's a funny thing that our pub was destroyed and we were in a quest to build a new one and then Warxe consumes the old one and it rebuilds itself.
 Razor: You're talking to the wall.
 Grandy: *facing a wall* I am, ain't I?

[Moosetroop11]

MT11: I can only assume that the second half of our zany adventure occurred off scene.

[Grandy]

Grandy: ...
MT11: ...
Razor: ...
Warxe: ...
Zero: ...
Midget engineers: ...
Bluhman: ...
Afl: ...
Archem: ...
Grandy: ...
MT11: ...
Razor: ...
Warxe: ...
Zero: ...
Midget engineers: ...
Bluhman: ...
Afl: ...
Archem: ...
Grandy: ...
MT11: ...
Razor: ...
Warxe: ........................*blinks*



Razor: HA! We won!
Grandy: Sucks to be you!
Archem: Took us a whole ****ing month without saying anything not to blink, but now it's all worth it because we won!
MT11: All the permanent eye injuries mean nothing if compared to the joy I feel for doing something as stupid as this!
Midget engineers: Cheers! Cheers! Cheers!
Razor: Now it's time to pay the bet!
Warxe: *grumble* *dresses like princess peach and starts singing "I'm too sexy" with a high pinched voice*



...
Grandy: It's weird though, Warxe doesn't *have* eyes. Only two robotic eyeballs with no need for blinking.
Razor: So the only reason he blinked is because he... wanted to?
...*both look at Warxe*
Warxe: *dancing in the table dressed as princes peach singing "Material Girl"*
Grandy & Razor: *5 steps back*

[Archem]

Archem: Creepy. *molests Princess Warxe*
Warxe: Oh dear! No! Stop it! *pleasurable moan*
Grandy & Razor: *500 steps back*

[Dragonium]

Dragonium: One more step. 501 is a nice round number.

Grandy and Razor: *Step back and fall off cliff*

*Looney Tunes style ending sequence*

[Moosetroop11]

*Wall breaks down, men in suits with maces surround Archem*
Men in suits: It's time to pay... your molestation tax.

[Archem]

Archem: Always with the taxes... Did you know "taxes" is "Texas" with the vowels swapped?
MIS1: Yes.
MIS2: We notice everything.
MIS1: Like that hooker you glanced longingly at in fourth grade while on a field trip to the Red Light District.
Archem: ºֱֻפ
MIS2: We noticed that, too. Come with us. *drags Archem off*
MIS1: Illegal smilies; everything's under control; nothing to see here; move along people.
MIS2: Or else.
Everyone except Warxe: *moves along*
Warxe: Or else? *else'd*
MIS2: He was warned.

[Grandy]

I'm ready to proclaim this topic officially dead. Anyone else?

 Let's put it out of it's mysery.

[Moosetroop11]

MT11: Topic? What topic? I don't see no topic. *Prepares to take another month long sip of drink*

[Archem]

Archem: I'm dead. Does that make a difference?
MIS2: No.
MIS1: Prepare to enter another coma-inducing adventure that you may or may not recall at a later point.
MT11: What? *sips*
MIS1: Time? *fades out*

[A Forgotten Legend]

AFL: Does anyone else get the feeling we're being watched?  Or is it just me?
Midget Engineer:  Its just you.
AFL:  Then why is the "Your being watched" light going off over there?