Charas Pub

[Moosetroop11]

Darkfox: Duke? Did I hear wrong or did you say there was no difference between me and lightwolf?
Duke: Sure did. *Eating banana*
*Screen blanks and a big CENSORED- THERE'S SOME THINGS NO-ONE SHOULD HAVE TO SEE appears. A minute later, the screen goes back to normal*
Darkfox: And those are the differences. Got it?
Big Duke: *With his legs in his arm sockets, his arms in his leg sockets and a banana shoved down his throat* Y-yup. got it.

[Dragonium]

Dragonium: Hmm... I thought Mobile Type 8 had a really nasty way of following up Corona...

*Mobile Type 8 uses Twin Homing Laser on Drace*

Drace: Oh, crap... I mean, O_o *Falls over*

Dragonium: How come he always falls over but doesn't die?

*Mobile Type 8 uses Megido Flame on Drace*

Drace: O_o *Rolls over*

Dragonium: And again.

*Mobile Type 8 uses Shockwave Pulsar on Drace*

Dragonium: Since when do you have Shockwave Pulsar?

*Mobile Type 8 uses Twin Homing Laser on Dragonium*

Dragonium: O_o *Falls over*

[Razor]

Pointy: Well gollleee...
Razor: I hate choo! *smacks Pointy*
Pointy: Mother! No, Mother!
Razor: *hits pointy with nearby convenient pole*



*big full moon out**wolf howl in the distance*
Razor: *whistles while heading for the front doors with a big sack*
Red: Eh Razor, what's in the big sack?
Razor: This? Oh, why, this is the, uh... donations to the... um, orca... oprah... orphans... orphans! Yes! Donations to the orphans.
Warxe: Where you going at this hour?
Razor: Donating... to... orphans? Yes. Donating to orphans down at the old abandoned cemetery. I have a dug out grave ready.
Warxe: You have a dug out grave ready for a big sack of donations to orphans down at the cemetery?
Razor: ... ... ...yes?
Red: Makes sense to me!
Warxe:  
*Razor and Warxe exchange weird looks*
Razor: Uh, I'm going now?
Warxe: Riiight.



Warxe: Hmm, that was highly suspicious.
Red: Seemed like normal activity to me.
*hear shovel sounds in the distance*
Warxe: ...

[Drace]

Drace: Maybe the orphans life underground.

[Moosetroop11]

MT11: *stops eating himself* Do orphans taste good?

[Darkfox]

Lightwolf: I dunno, does moose taste good!?!

Darkfox: The big different between me and LW is that he's a lecture...

Lightwolf: *notices a random girl and drools*

Darkfox: See what I mean? Oh and he likes to fight... ALOT...

[Razor]

Razor: *walks in dusting off his paws* Well that went well. Now we should never see him again.
Warxe: "Him"?
Razor: Ahh, I, uh, by "Now we should never" I meant "those orphans should" and by "him again" I meant "be happy".
*lightning strikes*
*a dirty crawls through the front door*
Sack: Mo-o-mother!
Everyone: ...
Razor: Excuse me one minute. *drags sack away as rain starts bucketing*



Razor: *driving recklessly on wet roads* Never again, Pointy, never again...
Pointy: Please, Mother! Please!
Razor: Whahahahaha! *accelerates towards cliff edge*
Pointy: What are you doing Mother?
Razor: Quiet you! This is my stop! *jumps out of speeding car*
*car absails off cliff into ocean*
Razor: Since he was tied to that seat, he's never coming back! Whahahaha! Whahahahahaha!! Whahah - ...how am I getting back? *lightning strikes* *starts raining harder*

[Moosetroop11]

MT11: 0_o mother? That explains everything...

[Darkfox]

*A limo drives up to Razor, a figure in the back lowers the window*

: Did you dispose of it?

[Razor]

Razor: No, I got rid of my own triangular problem. Your things still in the pub.
: *anger without sound or sight*
Razor: Uhh. So, can I get a lift?



*at the pub*
*hand comes through hole*
: Please, help me, before he comes back!
Red: ?
Warxe: Say something, Red?
Red: No. *puts coaster over hole*




*back at the cliff*
Razor: Aaarrgggghhhhh *splash* Bastard!
Omnious car: *drives off*

[Drace]

Drace: I think I know what Razor did.
Warxe: Well what?
Drace: I think he got rid of the pointy bear bottles!

[Grandy]

 Grandy: Whats this *some blood is on the ground, and there are blood in Razor's footprints*

[Moosetroop11]

MT11: *Examines footprints* These are no ordinary footprints... They clearly indicate that Razor's heartbeat was at an unsteady rate. He was chewing gum, he brushes his teeth with anchovy toothpaste (Gyarr! It be awful fishy!) and he went in a northwesterly direction... *Sucks pipe* Most intriguing...

[WarxePB]

-Warxe: *morphs into new body (see avatar)*

-Drace: The hell?

-Warxe: I'm finally taller than everyone! *steps on Drace to prove this point*

-Xios: *looks down on Warxe* I'm still taller.

-Warxe: But you're standing on a barstool.

-Xios: Exactly.

[Dragonium]

Dragonium: Miya-hee.

Drace: Uh?

Dragonium: Miya-hoo.

Drace: What the crap?

Dragonium: Miya-haa.

Drace: Oh right, I know what's going on here... *Takes out a shotgun and shoots Dragonium*

Razor: What the hell?

Drace: Look, it's right here. *Takes out "The Ultimate Guide to Horror Movie Survival"* It clearly says there. "If someone very close to you" - and he was only a few feet from me - "Starts speaking in Latin or any language they do not know, shoot them immediately. It saves much time in the long run".

Razor: That was Romanian, wasn't it?

Drace: Heathen... Must... Cleanse... Pub of... Heathens... *Eye twitches*