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*enters the tavern*

*nothing happens*

"Well, that was anticlimactic...."

"Hello, Demonsul."

*kicks the drunk Pesterd all the way over to the trash can*

"Welcome back Demonsul..."

*Septim has Demonsul sign a waiver. After he signs it Septim takes out a safe and opens it up to reveal a retina scanner. Septim scans his retina and it opens up to reveal a fingerprint scanner. Septim presses his finger against it and it opens to reveal the drunk's demise. Septim takes it out, pours it into a small shot glass, and puts it away.

"I believe my Septim Shot would be better suited to your needs, oh wait, he's knocked out...well."

*Septim puts up a notice.

One Septim Shot gives you a buzz, two knocks you out, three kills you.

*hears Demonsul*

"stories!, come on and tell me one"

*waits* 

* tries stepping on the ant to check f its real*

"this is one large ant"

*misses it many times until I fall*

*Septim pours Charley a Septim Shot and gives him a bag to vomit in in case he's a lightweight.

Charley then downs the Septim Shot and his hair sticks straight up and his pupils expand

plato likes ghey foreplay?

*Demonsul finally pays attention to his surrounds and asks if anyone still wants to hear the tales of his travels.*

"Well, after I left this realm, I first wandered around aimlessly. I saw many great sights, such as thousands of tiny lands in a small area and even ships that could sail in the sky with magically animated steel golems at the helm.
"However, I soon grew tired of wandering, and chose a destination. That destination was a kingdom known as SMW Central.
"The locals were kind enough, and did not take a dislike to the new one in their region. I soon got involved in the national pastime, a mythical ceremony known as SMW hacking.
"However, I still traveled within this kingdom, through its various regions (known as 'forums'), and during my visit to the forum known as 'World of Insanity', I got involved in a war. Quickly promoted, I became head of a new territory that I named after my homeland of Bronimina. We made alliances and conquered a vast portion of the area at war. I think I still have a map with me. let me check...

"As you can see, Bronimina (marked in Dark Red) conquered masses of land. Compared to one of our main enemies, Matt Island, we were truly supreme. Allied with Fuzzy Land (gray) and Industria (orange), hardly anyone challenged our hold over the Eastern territories. But alas, the local god named Moderator closed the war down with vengeful strikes. Soon, the entire realm was wasteland. I was lucky to escape.
"Anyway, from there I continued on my travels, leaving SMW Central to return occasionally. After various visits to lands such as Charas and Newgrounds, I decided that I had had enough. It was time to return to VU."

"And, that's about it. After that I returned here."

Same....I was looking for free multiplayer games and saw this so I checked it out....

Mr. Plato The God of Knowledge Report 5/8/2008 7:40:09 PM

Then you haven't exactly played long, have ya?  I remember when I first started... things were VERY sane here... and no Slave or PJ.

Since era or draiken off and on... but i wasn't really active on the forums until like sparker.

Suddenly, a dark mist fills the room, as a tall man, that looks about the same as Plato, but stronger, and has the craziness of Gary, and holds a time staff in his hand.

"Hello, Plato."
"Ah... so, it's time?"
"Yes, I believe your evil rein of the forums is over."
"Haha.  Things really got out of hand, didn't they?"
"Yes..."

A red fire came into the room, and hit Plato right in the face.

[[The Family name of Arvious has returned!!!]]

*Septim pours two glasses of whiskey for Arvious.

"...so, did Plato finally get killed for good?"

"I didn't even say my name...", mutters Septim, "...assassin..."

*Septim draws the great longsword Firengard, a heirloom of his family, and stabs it into Arvious's stomach.

*Septim looks at the rather large stab wound in Arvious's stomach, and shrugs.

If he doesn't know it's there, I guess it doesn't matter...

[[OOC: I'm not wearing a nametag...]]

*Septim has Arvious sign a waiver and pours him five Septim Shots.

"It's your funeral..."

Mr. Arvious V Report 5/12/2008 7:35:11 PM

*drinks one and reverses time* *drinks the 2nd one and reverses time* *drinks the 3rd one, and gets drunk* *drinks the other 2* *5 seconds later Plato falls onto the lumber flooring dead*

*Septim wonders why the hell Plato fell to the floor dead when Plato was already killed and Arvious was the one drinking the drinks...

Ernie is sad that the peace was broken once again....

Ernie breathes in the fresh scent of the air freshener and orders a [[Septim Shot]]....ONE

*waits for Arvious to return*

*after a long wait, he asks Septim* "Is the revivicator in the basement broken? I could have sworn that he'd be back in by now"

oh Hi how are you?