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| The Awesome One | *Bean walks into the bar and looks around. Seems everybody forgot to tell him the beaver has been passed out at the bar for three weeks. He walks up to the sad looking little "rug with a tail" and pokes him in the back of the head.* "Barkeep, I'll have whatever you've got back there.. as long as it's Tequila."
__________________ "I haven't faced death. I've cheated death. I've tricked my way out of death and patted myself on the back for my ingenuity. I know nothing." --James T. Kirk |
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| It's me again | *Stag walks infrom the backdoor, dusting off dust and debris from his shoulders* "Damn, I passed out in the alley for awhile, what's going on Bean? Hey is the buck toothed varmint ok? He seems a little out of it." *Stag peers in the mirror hanging over the backbar, sees that he is a little cleaner - gestures at the barkeep* "Barkeep, let me get a shot of what my friend is drinking and a glass of something frosty with a little paper umbrella in it" *Turning to Bean* "So, Bean, how's the itchies?"
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| The Awesome One | *scratch scratch* "Less talk more booze!" *Bean bangs his empty glass on the bar impatiently*
__________________ "I haven't faced death. I've cheated death. I've tricked my way out of death and patted myself on the back for my ingenuity. I know nothing." --James T. Kirk |
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| AKA SIRGETS | *Sirgets steps into the bar, noticing that the bar has more then just the carpet with a tail in it .....bellies up to the bar* "Whats up guys" "Where are all the bitchs and ho's at" *Sirgets grabs one of cujo's bottle's of Tequilla stashed in his secret spot and takes the bowl of lemons away from in front of the dorment carpet*
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| •Daxie walks into the bar and trips over the rug with a tail• "What the heck??? when did we get a bear-skin ru.... um, oh.... I mean beaver-skin rug?" •Dax looks around and spots Bean with her favorite drink• "Hey honey share some of that tokillya?" •Keeps a leary eye on the beaver waiting to see if it moves. Noting that there is no movement coming from the rodent, looks at Bean and says• "I think it's dead Jim." •licks salt off the back of her hand, gulps down drink, sucks lime and bangs glass on the bar• AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! |
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| The Original Patron Join Date: Dec 1969 Location: Earth, Sol, Milky Way
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![]() | (The Lensman walks in, grabs a Baccardi Rum Punch, lights a cigar, takes a few puffs, buys another round for the house) DAX!!! (Gives Dax a big hug) Good to see you back!! Hey, when did we get a rug? (Put's some Reverend Horton Heat on the jukebox and then wanders around for awhile)
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| The Awesome One | *Bean, more than happy to share his booze (it's really more of Cujo's "lost stash" anyways) poors a few shots for Dax, and one really big shot (well, a glass really) for himself. He bangs it back and looks at the beaver curiously* Hey barkeep, pass me a pool cue. *Barkeep passes Bean the cue as Bean starts to poke the lifeless beaver with it.* Wake up ya little shit.. If I'm gonna be drunk, YOU'RE gonna be drunker..
__________________ "I haven't faced death. I've cheated death. I've tricked my way out of death and patted myself on the back for my ingenuity. I know nothing." --James T. Kirk |
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| Lens! Hey baby! •gives Lens a hug• Missed you! •Dax slams back her drinks and watches as Bean pokes the still non-moving rug• Barkeep! Give me a shovel so's we can burry that thing before it stinks up the place •Barkeep goes off to the back to "dig up" a shovel (pun intened) while Dax grabs bottle and slams down a few more shots and lights a cigarette• |
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| Religious Fanatic | *Cymro walks into the bar, sit's down, start's to roll a special, and orders 5 pints* Yo, barkeep man, got a piece of paper? *Cymro makes a roach, sparks it up, and smokes up the motherfucker himself, much to The Lensman's dismay* Hey, I'll give you a talk on the next one, there's no shortage of weed, man. So, I leave for like 2.5 months and nothing's really happened? How dull....
__________________ "Let me tell you something about humans, nephew: They're a wonderful, friendly people - as long as their bellies are full and their holosuites are working. "But take away their creature comforts, deprive them of food, sleep, sonic showers, put their lives in jeopardy over an extended period of time and those friendly, intelligent, wonderful people...will become as nasty and as violent as the most blood-thirsty klingon." |
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| The Awesome One | *The moment Cymro lights his "special" the Beaver springs to life and starts sniffing the air around him...* Yeah Cymro, it's been so fucking dull lately, maybe you really are the life of the party around here ![]()
__________________ "I haven't faced death. I've cheated death. I've tricked my way out of death and patted myself on the back for my ingenuity. I know nothing." --James T. Kirk |
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