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Post by Rick T.Nash on Aug 18, 2003 11:59:01 GMT -5
This is our chat thread... Come here whenever you want to have small talk with other Agents. Since the boards activity is slowly taking up, it's more likely that 2 Agents will be around at the same time... This is the place for such cases, just to say hello, talk about the weather or whatever... To add a little roleplay to this place (it's always more fun) just imagine that this is some strange pub somewhere (a mix of Club Apocalypse and your RL street corner pub) We have all brands of beers and all kind of beverage... Oh! One last thing, there's no waiter here, help yourself to the bar I'll probably edit this post once in a while, so keep checking it!
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Post by O.H.Lee on Aug 24, 2003 12:26:09 GMT -5
A man dressed in a dark business suit enters the pub, he walks through the smoke filled room towards the bar. He takes a large Cuban cigar out from his jacket's pocket and lights it. He turns towards the bar and orders a Tequila Sunrise... A tentacle suddenly bursts out from behind the bar and puts an empty glass on the bar. A few seconds later several other tentacles appear and grab a tequila bottle, another of orange juice, yet another of strawberry syrup and slices of lemon. The man watches the tentacles prepare his cocktail, grabs the glass, tastes it...Ummmm, excellent! The bartender is kindda weird but the place looks fine I think I'll feel at home here.
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Post by Rick T.Nash on Aug 26, 2003 11:03:55 GMT -5
;D You're crazy Oz... *orders a "Cuba Libre"* I think it's the right drink to order
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Post by Cannibal Monkey on Aug 27, 2003 12:18:25 GMT -5
A man wanders sadly in, his shoulders slumped and his wig a mess. He sits down at a table in the corner, kicking his oversized shoes off to reveal stripy socks. He yawns and rubs his face, leaving his makeup in a mess, then lights a cigarette and takes a long, deep drag from it.
He yells out his order rudely and CM goes over and sloshes it in his face.
"Bloody clowns"
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Post by O.H.Lee on Aug 27, 2003 19:30:45 GMT -5
*walks to the door with a hammer in one hand and a sign in the other*
*nails sign on the door*
*seems happy with his job*
*sign reads: NO CLOWNS ALLOWED*
LOL
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Post by Agent Nathan on Aug 29, 2003 10:18:27 GMT -5
In this day and age of equal rights,bleeding heart liberal, human right awareness there is probably a clown equality league - who will put in the windows of the bar with bricks but in a comic manner.
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Post by Cannibal Monkey on Sept 15, 2003 10:31:54 GMT -5
That sounded like something straight from a Terry Pratchett book.
Terry Pratchett is goooood...
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Post by O.H.Lee on Sept 15, 2003 11:27:11 GMT -5
In this day and age of equal rights,bleeding heart liberal, human right awareness there is probably a clown equality league - who will put in the windows of the bar with bricks but in a comic manner. *takes his Gatling gun out* Okay, let the clown equality league (or their lawyers) come now... I'll take care of them the good ol'way!
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Post by Rick T.Nash on Sept 17, 2003 10:51:30 GMT -5
Oz, how many times will I have to tell you that you shall not shoot at lawyers? You should fart in their nose instead because there's no law against that!
*suggests eating lots of onions and eggs before* ;D
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Post by Agent Nathan on Sept 17, 2003 12:41:34 GMT -5
You may not shoot at them at but if you accidentally wing one (by accident) whod cry into their beer about it.
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Post by Rick T.Nash on Sept 17, 2003 13:16:41 GMT -5
Other lawyers? ;D
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Post by M.F.Luder on Sept 19, 2003 14:09:13 GMT -5
What do you have against lawyers Rick? *loud growl*
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Post by Rick T.Nash on Sept 30, 2003 12:08:24 GMT -5
*pretends to be scared* Nothing, I promise
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Post by Cannibal Monkey on Sept 30, 2003 12:45:43 GMT -5
AAAAAAGH! A LAWYER! AND HE'S TRYING TO SUCK MY BLOOOOOOOD!!
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Post by O.H.Lee on Oct 18, 2003 6:25:56 GMT -5
Lawyer=problem Lawyer+gasoline=wet problem Lawyer+gasoline+matches=problem solved ;D
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