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*Bill yawns.*

*Barny graces the RP forum with his presence, douses the RPers in gasoline and lights then on fire; and the beats off onto the faces of the scorched RP corpses*

*John notices that Septim did not dodge the second attack on his own face.  Luckily John was hidden in the shadows.*

*Wipes off his head and sets fire to Zyrike's clones before hiding outside*

*More Zyrike clones flood into the bar one of them warns everyone "Keep killing us and we shall crush you with our numbers." Meaning keep killing them and more pop in their place and squeeze into the bar  }: )

*points to Septim dramatically

"You missed the first go on Infested! Goddamn era restart...well, get on with your second go."

*Septim smiles as the bar rebuilds itself.

"Sorry, but being here for a day then leaving for two months doesn't count and isn't impressive in any way, shape, or form. Being here for that time would be impressive...too bad you weren't."

[[OOC: I know.]]

*Septim laughs at Zyrike's confused face and slaps him.

"Got you thinking..."

*Septim laughs at the pathetic slap and slaps Zryike so hard the color leaves his face and moves as far away from Septim as it possibly can.

*Septim blocks the sonicboom slap and uses his boombox slap to make a song get stuck in Zryike's head.

*Septim laughs at the insignificant fishslap (which he had become immune to due to the normality of fishslapping matches between Deallus and him) and slapped Zryike back with a squirell slap, which would make Zryike have a craving for "nuts"*

*Walks in again*

"Septim, I would like a drink!"

my story will be awesome >.>

*Punches Zyrike in the face so hard his eyeballs pop out*

"Woops..."

[OOC: arent you plato??? I feel a bit to immature today due to me having a extremly bad cold so give me a break plz =P]

*Zyrike  walks over and picks up all the tidbits of his head. "Hey thanks i needed that, my head was getting to compressed"

[You weren't hated all of your days here, remember, we liked you your first day here : ]

[everything went down the drain, meaning there's absolutely no one left in these forums and me : ( plz... someone post in wasteland or a story thead so i can not be bored!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Zyrike finally notices his head bleeding and thanks Demonsul for letting some of the blood pressure out*

[OOC: I am bored to tears...]

[YEAH!!!!!!!!! I'm so happy some one is finally posting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
sorry lost my head for a second there...]

[I did read your stories, as soon as you posted them I was on them like a hawk]

*John sips at his drink*

"Thank you."

*Electric randomly pops a balloon in Zyrike's face*

*Me shoots Zyrike for saying something happened that never happened*

Bill shakes his head and slings his pistol out again, killing Zyrike.

[[OCC:  Will you please get a OUGAH life?  You are just plain annoying...]]

*The pistol remians completely intact, which BIll promptly grabs back and points at the sign which it said No Firearms and blows to hell the word No.*

"Did you say anything?"

"Septim let me get a drink please"

*Senturu sits in a corner of the room waiting for his drink*