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Started by Rosie Willowwater, April 02, 2017, 11:15:16 PM

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Groddil

Quote from: Lady Amber on April 03, 2017, 03:09:53 AM
Hi! *Walks up, admiring everything* *Waits for Groddil*

* Groddil takes off sunnies and puts down cocktail.

Honey, you'll be waiting a looooong time. Worst possible time to start this, huh?

Russa Nodrey

*Gets out of helicopter and waddles toward the forest in my fab duck costume* *Looks around* Wow, this is cool! *Waddles over to bar* Um, I'll have a Dr Pepper. *Waits for Ami*
Freddy

Rosie Willowwater

Quote from: Gonff the Mousethief on April 03, 2017, 03:29:30 AM
*Takes glass and gulps down a coupe of sips*

Thank you very much Sage, tastes delightful.

*Shouts over to Rosie* Would you like anything?

*Shouts back to Gonff* Um, how about Spar... no I'll have Co... You know what? I'll just have lemonade.
                    

rachel25

*Turns up on horse back and dismounts and goes straight to bar* Give me whatever's strongest, Hick. 

Hickory

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Produces lemonade from underneath the bar, hands it to Rosie.

Here you are, then. And, Ms. Rachel, here's some dumpster juice the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster. As the Guide says:

"The best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster. The effect of a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick."

(Chapter 16 of "The Restaurant at the End of the Universe)
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

rachel25

*chugs to whole thing*
Do you have a bottle of this you don't need?

Hickory

The words of its creator: "Never drink more than two Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters unless you are a thirty ton mega elephant with bronchial pneumonia."
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Chipster of Noonvale

Chipster put down his book and followed the sign pointing to the right, "Refreshments this way!"

HIYA HICKORY AS YOU CAN SEE I'M STILL CRAZY WITH BUTTONS! ALSO I KNOW IT'S NOT ON THE MENU BUT COULD I HAVE A GLASS OF WATER PLEASE?

Hickory

Sure sure, here you go.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Rosie Willowwater

*walks over to Chip and Sage*

Here have this instead.

*hands Chip some herbal tea*
                    

Chipster of Noonvale

*drinks Rosie's tea*

Wow.  That's amazing, I never drank anything like this before.  Thank you Rosie.

Lady Amber

Quote from: Groddil on April 03, 2017, 07:37:18 AM
Quote from: Lady Amber on April 03, 2017, 03:09:53 AM
Hi! *Walks up, admiring everything* *Waits for Groddil*

* Groddil takes off sunnies and puts down cocktail.

Honey, you'll be waiting a looooong time. Worst possible time to start this, huh?
O__o

Lady Ashenwyte

You hear a great cacophony that drowns out all music and conversation as a massive aircraft comes to a hover several hundred feet above you. It is truly gigantic, with a shape that suggests it should never be able to fly. A loud screech fills the air, as one of the doors open. In it you see the silhouettes of two figures that appear to be talking. After a minute or two, they jump from the aircraft.

Their descent is guided by huge engines strapped to their.... armour? This can't be right, no sane person would show up to a prom in armour. But here they are, and they come with lots of noise. When they are more than a hundred feet from the ground, they release their jump packs and let them fall.
                                                              They arrive at the same time as the jump packs do, the engines detonating and causing a huge explosion that wipes out many, many trees and causes the rest forest to go up in flame. They kick up a cloud of dust when their feet hit the ground, creating a small crater and breaking quite a few tables. They look around, and take off their helmets.

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So, here we are Banya. Would you like a drink?
The fastest way to a man's heart- Or anyone's, in fact- Is to tear a hole through their chest.

Indeed. You are as ancient as the soot that choked Pompeii into oblivion, though not quite as uncaring. - Rusvul

Just a butterfly struggling through my chrysalis.

Banya

With loud creaks, several nearby trees left standing and the ship named Gonsie topple to the ground, demolished. Their impact with the ground shakes the forest floor and empties the drink glasses in the hands of all prom attendees. Another cloud of dust and debris blows by, following in the wake of the fire blazing across the forest in the distance. The pair set their helmets on a sturdy table and take in the venue.

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Absolutely, Ashe. Something hard on the rocks, please.
   

Chipster of Noonvale

Chipster gasped in terror as he saw the forest burst into flames.

AAAAAAAAAA WHAT IS GOING ON!!!
He hadn't finished drinking Rosie's tea, so he threw what was still in his cup onto the fire.  This immidiately put out the entire fire, before it could cause any significant damage.

(Banya said the impact emptied all the "drink glasses" but she didn't say anything about the cups ;D)