*snickers as Ivaron drinks the clear liquid he thinks is vodka*
*watches him start to convulse,*
Hahaha, I knew you couldn't resist saying it again so I went ahead and put a little surprise in your...um...drink.
*Ivaron falls to floor soiling himself repeatedly*
Muahhahahahaahhaahah
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*hands mop and shovel to the new workers to clean up the mess Ivaron made*
*she notices a new comer and approaches to take his order*
*she recognizes him but sees that he is being secretive, so she doesn't make a fuss*
*gets his usual endless mug and fills it*
One beer coming right up.
*the stench Ivaron left behind reaches her nostrils, she goes into the back and gets out some candles and strikes up the matches*
woosh, the sulfer smell off the matches will help cover it up till the candles take over, next time I will only use one drop instead of three
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Give, expecting nothing thereof. ------------ BoD - Come have some fun! Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.
*A smell starts emanating from Zhar's pants.*
"I think Turmobil worked some magic on his pants stash."
*Calls for the falcon.*
"Could you give this to the Werehamster that lives in the hole over there?"
*Peregrine Falcon sticks out a clawed foot in response, a small box with a tag, gets put into it.*
*Falcon flies over and knocks on the door, handing the package to Seth. She then flies outside to go hunt.*
*Looking around the room.*
"Does anybody have any good names I could give to my feathered friend?"
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Silently Lurking...
"Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted." ~ Ezio Auditore de Firenze
"Well, a new ordinance came into effect just now and it requires all citizens to wear clean pants, no matter how lucky they be deemed. Whiskers doesn't even go with a bird."
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Silently Lurking...
"Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted." ~ Ezio Auditore de Firenze
Hahha, the only reason they may be lucky is they smell so bad, nobody wants to come near you so you don't get bugged. Speaking of which, go to the other end of the room and strike a match.
How about calling her Tyr Venom?
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*Upon hearing this, Tyr swoops back in through the door and ruthlessly attacks Zhar. Leaving him with some nasty wounds.*
"Zhar, Tyr is a she, not a he. That is a good name Stormy, Tyr sounds good."
*Tyr lands lightly on shoulder.*
*Looking at Tyr.*
"So, do you like Tyr?"
*Tyr, satisfied with the name, releases a call in answer.*
"Tyr it is. Anyway, if anybody needs me, I'll be in the back. Working on the Wiki."
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Just as the Scorpion hunts...
Silently Lurking...
"Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted." ~ Ezio Auditore de Firenze
Whiskey, vodka and raspberry juice. *shudders at the thought of it*
Here ya go.
hmmm, he likes pain, ay
*goes over to dart board and pulls out the darts*
*walks toward Zhar pretends to trip and throws darts at him*
Ooops!
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"Thank yeh' Stormy, glad you remembered ^^"
(I might actually have to try out that mixer sometime, base will have to be mostly Vodka, with a bit of Whiskey for bite, and some Raspberry juice for overall badassness/manliness)
*screams as darts pierce flesh*
"STORMY, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!?!"
"I'm a very picky masochist, there are only certain types of pain I like. As you can see from previous dart-incidents, I don't enjoy stabbing pains."
*scoffs*
"Nobody understands me..."
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"One in every 10 million people can potentially have a headache from this pill." God forbid she is the 0.000000001% of having a headache.
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*Several men in Haz-Mat suits show up and surround Stormy and Zhar. Stormy just gets cleaned up and handed fresh clothing, of the exact same thing she is wearing. Zhar on the other hand get dragged outside and thrown into a decontamination chamber. They walk back in, grab Turmobil's stash of pants and burn it. They then put fresh, clean pants of the exact same make and material in the same spot and leave.*
*Zhar walks back in wearing fresh clothing 20 minutes later.*
[serious face]"I wasn't kidding about the new Ordinance."[/serious face]
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Silently Lurking...
"Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted." ~ Ezio Auditore de Firenze
Next time give me a little heads up when you plan on something like this Venom.
Though it does smell much better in here now.
*goes around and blows out the candles*
Won't be needing them for now.
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"That's the thing. I didn't call them."
*Gets mild paranoia.*
"Oh, god, that must mean they have secret connections. That means they might know of my "Stuff". No, They MUST NOT TOUCH MY "STUFF"."
*Runs into the back, and darts out front door with box labeled "Stuff".*
"Nobody follow me or they die!"
*Comes back 20 minutes later.*
"Ok, that's dealt with."
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Silently Lurking...
"Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted." ~ Ezio Auditore de Firenze
I'm gonna have to figure out if his STUFF is the same as my STUFF that I have stashed away.
*sneaks away to basement to check on my STUFF*
*sets wards on door so nobody can follow*
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*watches him start to convulse,*
Hahaha, I knew you couldn't resist saying it again so I went ahead and put a little surprise in your...um...drink.
*Ivaron falls to floor soiling himself repeatedly*
Muahhahahahaahhaahah
Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.
*comes back with a man servant*
"Here stormy, it's a Christmas slave!"
*hands Party a parcel*
"And, here's that thing you wanted."
theres your gift cherie 2 slaves
or should they go to paradise falls?
Beer please, I'm am thirsty.
*hands mop and shovel to the new workers to clean up the mess Ivaron made*
*she notices a new comer and approaches to take his order*
*she recognizes him but sees that he is being secretive, so she doesn't make a fuss*
*gets his usual endless mug and fills it*
One beer coming right up.
*the stench Ivaron left behind reaches her nostrils, she goes into the back and gets out some candles and strikes up the matches*
woosh, the sulfer smell off the matches will help cover it up till the candles take over, next time I will only use one drop instead of three
Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.
*runs to the pants stash*
*rubs shit all over them*
"And he'll never know who did it, all thanks to my genius!"
*supervillain laugh*
"I think Turmobil worked some magic on his pants stash."
*Calls for the falcon.*
"Could you give this to the Werehamster that lives in the hole over there?"
*Peregrine Falcon sticks out a clawed foot in response, a small box with a tag, gets put into it.*
*Falcon flies over and knocks on the door, handing the package to Seth. She then flies outside to go hunt.*
*Looking around the room.*
"Does anybody have any good names I could give to my feathered friend?"
*scoffs*
"Name it Whiskers"
How about calling her Tyr Venom?
Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.
*strips off pants, throws out window, gets a new pair from purse*
"Seriously, if a man isn't free to shit in the comfort of his own pants, where CAN he shit? Aside from a toilet, of course."
*shakes head*
"That's fucking madness."
*looks at the falcon*
"I think Whiskers fits him very well. Either that or Spot."
"Zhar, Tyr is a she, not a he. That is a good name Stormy, Tyr sounds good."
*Tyr lands lightly on shoulder.*
*Looking at Tyr.*
"So, do you like Tyr?"
*Tyr, satisfied with the name, releases a call in answer.*
"Tyr it is. Anyway, if anybody needs me, I'll be in the back. Working on the Wiki."
"Little do you know, I'm a masochist!"
*supervillain laugh*
"Anywho, one Vhiskberry Cocktail, please"
*glares at Stormy*
"...You don't even remember what it is, do you?!"
Whiskey, vodka and raspberry juice. *shudders at the thought of it*
Here ya go.
hmmm, he likes pain, ay
*goes over to dart board and pulls out the darts*
*walks toward Zhar pretends to trip and throws darts at him*
Ooops!
Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.
(I might actually have to try out that mixer sometime, base will have to be mostly Vodka, with a bit of Whiskey for bite, and some Raspberry juice for overall badassness/manliness)
*screams as darts pierce flesh*
"STORMY, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!?!"
"I'm a very picky masochist, there are only certain types of pain I like. As you can see from previous dart-incidents, I don't enjoy stabbing pains."
*scoffs*
"Nobody understands me..."
awwwwwww
*hugs Zhar*
Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.
*Zhar walks back in wearing fresh clothing 20 minutes later.*
[serious face]"I wasn't kidding about the new Ordinance."[/serious face]
Next time give me a little heads up when you plan on something like this Venom.
Though it does smell much better in here now.
*goes around and blows out the candles*
Won't be needing them for now.
Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.
*Gets mild paranoia.*
"Oh, god, that must mean they have secret connections. That means they might know of my "Stuff". No, They MUST NOT TOUCH MY "STUFF"."
*Runs into the back, and darts out front door with box labeled "Stuff".*
"Nobody follow me or they die!"
*Comes back 20 minutes later.*
"Ok, that's dealt with."
*sneaks away to basement to check on my STUFF*
*sets wards on door so nobody can follow*
Folks will always come and go, so enjoy them while they're meant to be in your life.