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Post by Deleted on Dec 20, 2005 22:13:00 GMT -5
"Oh! Why hello there.. you startled me... and yes, I seem to have lost my way. I decided to take a day trip around seattle and I seem to have gotten mixed up where I am. I seem to get lost quite a bit. But no matter, You just have to follow the motto. oh. by the way. I'm Oliver" extends his hand to you. "what is your name sir?"
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Post by flext on Dec 21, 2005 1:50:10 GMT -5
he returns the handshake with some caution. "My name is..." He debated the idea of using a fake name in his mind. It wouldn't matter either way. As far asm ost people were concerned he didn't exist. "... Jair." He said with a slight smile. "Where exactaly are you going? This place is quite a bit out of the way i'm sure."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2005 18:47:15 GMT -5
"well... i'm not sure where i'm going... i just decided to go for a fun little drive. do you know any fun places to go around here? i'm very keen on sightseeing, and doing fun activities." he smiles again and takes a sip of his drink.
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Post by Falindraun on Dec 23, 2005 3:55:16 GMT -5
A very large troll (10ft, 885lbs, see the character Mephisto) walks into the bar being larger and taller than the 7 to 8 foot tall troll bouncer at the door. Mephisto doesnt even look in the bouncers direction when he enters and walks up to the bar and orders a large dark troll brew to prepare for his next gig. As he is the drummer of a troll thrash metal band named 'Dragon Eyez', who is playing there that night.
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Post by flext on Dec 24, 2005 0:45:14 GMT -5
Notices the troll that comes in the door (who wouldn't) and gives a wry smile. "if oyu want a fun interesting activity stick around for a bit. We got some good music coming our way." Chuckles to himself slightly and head back to his drinks.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2005 18:16:21 GMT -5
he is slightly baffled by jair's manner, but shrugs it off, and decides to wait around a while to see what this "good music" is.
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Post by Falindraun on Dec 29, 2005 1:54:05 GMT -5
Mephisto and the rest of the band that he is in walks up on stage set up their enormous gear (their all trolls about 10 feet tall, Mephistos horns go straight up of the front part of the top of his head that and with his facial hair it makes him look like the Devil hence the name Mephisto.) and begins to deafen anybody in the bar with Troll Thrash Metal music but before they start playing "HEY WHATS UP EVERYBODY. We're Dragon Eyez, we got some tshirts in the back for all sizes of all metas, as well as copies of our latest album." With that said the band starts up their instruments and starts playing.
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Post by flext on Jan 15, 2006 2:33:39 GMT -5
Slams down the rest of the drinks and stands up. He idely watches the band for a couple seconds while pullin out a pack of cig form the breast pocket of his shirt. He pulls on out of the pack and puts it behind his ear and take another one and lights it up. He takes a glance around the room, not looking for anything specific, and walks toward the bands merch table and buys their album before walking out the door into the night.
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Post by krondax on Feb 10, 2006 5:20:35 GMT -5
Xandria looks up at the bar, the taxi behind her peels out as the driver frantically tries to get out of this area. It took her some, persuading, to get him to come here, and he even gave her a discount so long as she spared his life. she could hear the music from outside, they didnt sound too bad either, maybe this dive woudlnt be a total bust. she was about to walk into the bar but was stopped by the bouncer. "Sorry Fuzzy, but I dont think that this is the place for you." he said as he crossed his arms, standing infront of the door to block it. "You dont look tough enough" Without looking up, she reached into her duster and pulled out her desert eagle, firing off 2 shots, both of them a few inches infront of his feet. "Unless you want the 3rd shot to be in you, i would stand aside." she said, her face showing no humor in this.......thing...... blocking her. "I stand corrected" he said as he moved over to let her pass. "Ingrate" she muttered under her breath, passing through the door which instantly made the music louder, but not for her. As she walked to the bar, she looked around to see whoelse was in here before taking a seat and putting a cred stick down. "Give me whatever is good in this place" she said, "and some information. I need to know where i can make some money, and if you say on the corner, your dead." she said, the latter part as an after thought....
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Post by Braddoc on Feb 12, 2006 16:22:53 GMT -5
The bartender takes out a somewhat clean glass and pours some brownish liquid, filling the glass completely.
"some kid came a while back..'talked about how he had some bike shop downtown..kid like him must know somebody to get a legit shop in this town.."
He put the glass on the counter and takes her 'stick,which cames back a second later a few hundreds lighter.
"He left that card here..take it, I don't want it."
The bartender threw a business card at Xandria, and returned to his affairs.
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Post by krondax on Feb 12, 2006 16:33:28 GMT -5
Taking the glass, she brought it up to her lips, downing it as fast as she could before picking up her credstick and the buisness card. "Thanks" she said, her voice not even heard over the sound of the band. Standing, she turned and walked towards the door, pulling out a barretta and placing it in her left jacket pocket. As she passed the troll, she could hear him comment. "That was fast Fuzzy, too rough for ya?" She stopped, and put her hand into her left pocket, wrapping her fingers around the grip of her gun. "You shouldnt have called me Fuzzy" she said as she spun around, bringing the gun out infront of her and pulling back on the trigger, unleashing a full stream of bullets in an arc from the trolls left to his right side.
The troll only blinked as he reached to his stomach and pulled away his hand, his fingers coated in blood, his blood. He looked back up in disbeliefe at the elf who was calmly putting a fresh clip into the grip of the pistol as she turned away from him. A few seconds later, she smiled as she heard a large thud as the troll fell dead to the ground. Hopefully some gangers saw that and didnt like that troll, might allow her to get out of here a little easier and get to that bike shop. she needed hers looked at anyway.
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