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Ye Olde Taverne | ||||
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00:33:24 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Seloc: *Seloc comes too..* "Urge i feel like i've just been solidified in poop and pinecones, hung up for a while and had fake facial hair(can't spell moustactes......) draw all over me. But i know that can't be true............. *silence* (cue tumball weed) "What ever happened to that parrot anyway." *As if by magic the pirate parrot flys through the window and land on a bench.* parrot: "squawk, Clarence wanna taco Clarence wanna taco!" *Seloc gets up and notices his shoes start squelching (s-qu-el-ching) and trailing black stuff, so he takes these off and places them in some random guys footlocker. Takes out some duck tape from the same locker and fashions himself some duck tape shoes. Puts them on, take a taco out the locker and gives it to Clarence. After sitting back down Seloc realises his cloths are in a simular state he swaps these for fashionable duck tape items, then he gives the cloths to the little girl that came in earlier and hasn't done anything but manipulate the barman since.* "Sorted; but what was that black stuff?" | ||||
00:43:10 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: (resounding silence) "Errrrr, barkeep, get Seloc your finest ale And we should have a resteraunt put in here..Idea!" *Tiber runs to his footlocker and notices a pair of boots covered in brown. Tiber throws the shoes over his shoulder (hitting Master in the nose) and continues rummaging in his footlocker "AHA" *Tiber pulls out a small orb and throws it at the wall, suddenly a door appears there and Tiber walks in and out of it. "Yay, I just built a kitchen!" *Tiber puts up a counter and hangs a sign over it saying Ye Olde Resteraunte. "Ye Olde Resteraunte is open for business!" | ||||
01:42:10 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber draws up some menus: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ye Olde Resteraunte Steak-5 gold Chicken-3 gold Break-2 gold Taco-1 gold Salad-3 gold Pizza-10 gold For our demons/canibals: Fried Peasant-5 gold Fried Nobleman-15 gold Fried Soldier-7 gold Drinks: Get them from the Barkeep...unless you want pinecone beer, get that from Goldmeister All proceeds go to Ye Olde Taverne ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ | ||||
01:57:42 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Scientist: *Grabs the menus and rips them into little pieces* | ||||
02:17:52 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber snaps his fingers and the orb floats to his hand "If I remember correctly you used to serve steaks here"
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06:04:28 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber uses the orb to store the kitchen "Who needs food when you have beer anyways, I'll take an ale."
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08:27:14 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Master: *master wakes up and goes to chat up little girl at the bar | ||||
08:36:09 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber slaps Master again "You'll be out cold until I say you can wake up dammit!" *Tiber backhand slaps master, knocking him out cold. Tiber then draws a goatee, glasses, a unibrow, and a pair of buckteeth on Master. "Ragnarr, when are you going to beat him?" | ||||
09:20:28 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Master: *crawls outside and hides | ||||
10:53:46 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Justanius Fontaini: * jusanius looks up frightened and makes a run for it then ducks under one of the tables* quite a beating master | ||||
12:35:02 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Ragnarr: *Lets his sword hilt go* "He was lucky he did not touch m'whisky." *Goes to the door and shouts* "Bloody coward! You hide too much!" *Returns to the bar* | ||||
13:25:51 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Defensive: *master steal ragnarrs wisky and sword then goes and shares them with justanius | ||||
13:32:27 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Ragnarr: *Ragnarr grabs his sword back, punches Defensive in the face and takes a table and smashes it on him. Then turns to Scientist and throws him a gold coin* "Thats for the damage." | ||||
13:43:23 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Seloc: "Don't worry Ragnarr he's always looked like that" | ||||
13:52:23 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Goldmeister: 'Ahhhh its a riot' | ||||
16:11:54 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: "Getting a bit out of hand here no isn't it..." "Now, this just plain stinks." *Tiber turns it to where it was before and sits down. | ||||
16:36:11 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Ragnarr: *Ragnarr looks at Septim* "Don't ever do that again." | ||||
16:42:24 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: "I won't" *Tiber reaches for the dial... | ||||
17:48:19 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Defensive: *master danses the can-can to make back the money he ows for plastic surgery to the damge to his face | ||||
17:50:30 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber stops reaching for the dial and walks over to Defensive. Tiber slaps him across the face and throws him in the fireplace. Tiber returns to his drink and forgets about the orb. | ||||
18:06:39 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber notices his drink has been empty for the past three days "Can I have another ale please?" *Tiber then he realizes that he has been up for three days and goes to sleep in the corner of the Tavern | ||||
18:13:14 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Ragnarr: *Hits his mug on the bar* "No really, where the hell is the barkeep? Haven't seen him for a long time." | ||||
18:17:02 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: "ZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZ" *Tiber begins sleeptalking "Scientist, why did you rip up those menus? I had a dream of building a resteraunt" | ||||
18:23:30 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Seloc: "I wonder....." *Seloc reaches for the dial, switches it all the way to war. Suddenly there all in a barren waste land, with lava crackes and everything, each of them is holding the weapon of choice. He turns the dial back and suddenly there all round the fire again.* "Cool, peace, war, peace, war, peace, war, peace etc" | ||||
18:25:57 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber keeps switching sleeping positions. "ZzZzZzZz, Seloc, why don't you just get a hairpiece, ZzZzZ" | ||||
18:48:30 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Defensive: defensive has some fun with tibers personal effecs while he is sleeping like shoving all tibers clothes in selocs clothes so now tibers looks and smells like a walking *beep* | ||||
18:57:32 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Justanius Fontaini: * justanius goes back to the bar happy | ||||
18:58:26 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber starts sleepslapping Defensive | ||||
20:03:39 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Defensive: *defenive jumps up and kills Tiber "well that sorts that" *everyone goes home and lives happily ever after...if it werent for seloc who still has the dial.... | ||||
20:08:02 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber uses Phoenix down on himself (Thanks for the idea Seloc) and continues sleeping | ||||
20:13:02 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Defensive: defensive goes and sits in the quite time corner | ||||
20:27:13 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber wakes up and notices he is covered in dry poop. "This smells like Defensive's work" *Tiber walks over to Seloc (Whom is still fiddling with the Orb of Peace and War) and snatches it from him. "No playing with stuff from my footlocker." *Tiber places his orb into the footlocker and gets into different clothes, throwing the dirty ones out the window. He then walks over to Goldmeister, grabs his Single-shot pistol, and shoots Defensive in the chest. "Perfect, sorry about the only bullet you had Goldmeister, but I have something else for you" *Tiber grabs a cutlass from his footlocker, hands it to golmeister, and takes his seat at the bar. "I wonder when I'm going to get that beer I ordered..." | ||||
20:54:06 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Defensive: "now!" *master shoves beer up tibers *beep*hole | ||||
21:05:10 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Seloc: *Seloc having lost his orb of peace and war is now increadibly bored, he goes and sits in the corner of the room (a dark corner) and starts twidalling his thumbs thinking.....................* | ||||
21:05:42 Jul 8th 07 - Mr. Defensive: *goes to talk to seloc to give him somat to do | ||||
21:09:48 Jul 8th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: "Ouch" *Tiber turns around and sees Defensive "Who would waste beer by shoving it up my *beep* hole...now your going to die." *Tiber jabs his hand into Defensive's stomache and rips out his intestines and wraps them around his neck, strangling him with them...after Defensive dies Tiber walks over to his footlocker and cleans his hands in his prota-sink. He then goes over to the bar and continues waiting for his drink. "That is the punishment for wasting beer..." | ||||
02:24:35 Jul 9th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber gets tired of waiting and pours himself a drink. He then takes a drink. "Ahhh, very good" | ||||
05:40:39 Jul 9th 07 - Mr. Paracelzus: umm.... what happned to Sentru and Firendash? have they left? | ||||
06:09:28 Jul 9th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber turns and looks at Paracelzus "Hey, jello man, Sentru has taken this era and possibly the next era off, havn't heard of Firendash." *Tiber continues drinking his drink | ||||
06:28:59 Jul 9th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber gets up, walks to the corner of the room, lays down, and starts sleeping... | ||||
08:29:23 Jul 9th 07 - Mr. Defensive: *defensive tckles tiber | ||||
13:15:57 Jul 9th 07 - Mr. Seloc: *Seloc impails Defensive on a giant spike in the center of the room.* "Just making sure he really is dead........." | ||||
13:31:34 Jul 9th 07 - Sir Ragnarr: "Don't think Scientist will be very happy if he sees this mess." *Places his hand on Seloc's shoulder* "Good job, anyway." | ||||
14:48:19 Jul 9th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber wakes up and looks at Defensive "Best art I've seen in a long time." | ||||
17:55:34 Jul 9th 07 - Mr. Defensive: *defensivetrys to escape but all he can do is moan and groan | ||||
20:05:36 Jul 9th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber puts tape on defensive's mouth | ||||
20:06:41 Jul 9th 07 - Mr. Defensive: *all defensive can do is dig a bigger hole for himself
(dont take away my spade) | ||||
20:09:18 Jul 9th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber laughs and pours lemon juice and salt in the hole | ||||
21:32:47 Jul 9th 07 - Mr. Defensive: *defensive must escape! | ||||
21:34:32 Jul 9th 07 - Sir Tiber Septim II: *Tiber continues pouring lemon juice, then remember that he has acid in his Footlocker, he walks over to his footlocker, grabs the acid, comes back, and pours it all over Defensive's hands. "MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" | ||||
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