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"I know! Well, maybe I don't exist! What if I'm simply a character created by the user's mind, and I only exist if the person continues using the compilation of magic!!! Help! GAH! I DON'T EXIST!!!"

*another Septim clone walks in as two Septim clones drag the dead clone away, the clone puts on a pair of sunglasses and pulls out a metal tube. A flash occurs, and all the patrons begin staring absent-mindedly. Septim puts away the metal tube and the sunglasses, and jumps behind the bar as people begin to regain control of their mind, not knowing of the outburst that had just come from the defective clone.*

"Hey guys, anybody want a drink?"

*pours Charley an ale and slides it down to him*

*takes Charleys Ale and drinks it*

"yea, i know what ya mean"

*the clone cleans up the shit and teleports it into Samual's glass as Septim hands him an ale*

*takes arvious's wallet*

around for everyone on Arvious!

Where is me Beer peps

"It goes to Drakos, the founder and owner of the tavern.  He comes here every once and awhile and collects the money."

"And what does he," points his finger towards Septim at the bar, "Get."

"He gets a pat on the back and some medieval cocaine."

"My first fortune was made back when I owned a little place called Tales Tavern. Seloc burned it down, and I made a crapload of money from insurance I had purchased two hours before, it was great!"

*pours everybody's drinks*

"Besides, if I asked Drakos for a raise, he'd probably fire me."

"Nah, a new clone would take my job. Don't worry about it."

*suddenly awakes from his corner

"Damn, it keeps happening! I can't keep the activity at bay! It's stealing my life!"

*has a psychotic breakdown

*Moves up a large cache of fish and eyes the people around hopefully, intending to make profits seeing the sudden rise of popularity of the humble trout*

"Then do try and put both your activity and life to some use by getting some RP started in the forum."

"Also, he got slapped with a large trout...Demonsul, how do you feel about THAT?"

"I don't have grub, I only have alcohol and milk for when Erica comes in."

"You can go to Septim's Exotic Eats for that."

*relocates to a sitting position on the couch

"The breakdown wasn't great. However, I think my mind is broken somehow, as I seemed to enjoy the fish-slap in some way."

*looks thoroughly confused

*Walks over to Septims Exotic Eats, and orders some grub*

"Cheese Burger please, with some fry's and a Tango apple"

*Walks over towards, Septims Exotic Eats, and orders for the third time*

"Cheese Burger, with some fry's and a Tango apple"

*Wonders if the growing amount of $tupidity on VU is a sign of internet addiction*

*pours Whoopsy a liquid that will magically change into whatever Whoopsy wants it to...until she drinks it all*

"There, enjoy..."

*pours Samual a beer*

*Almost chokes in his drink while hearing the comment*

*Gently sips his drink, then draws out his sword, stabs woopsy daisy, and then teleports her to above a volcano and drops her, then teleports back to the bar*

"Sorry the coloured writing was annoying me"