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Ye Olde Taverne | ||||
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"I wanna ride the bus!" | ||||
*raises an eyebrow | ||||
"Agreed..." | ||||
"we need to see him through the town for now. people might try to kill him," | ||||
[[Does anyone bother to get on Roleplaying IRC? At night anyway. Because everytime I've been there, NO ONE is there, not even silent ol' Carrothian, or a drunk Deallus. :-P]] | ||||
I am on there a ton...but no one goes on there so I don't bother staying on IRC later at night. I am working on getting more active in life so I will be less active. | ||||
*Septim begins dancing the Charleston. | ||||
*Demonsul begins telerobbing the bar of all it's alcohol. | ||||
*Suddenly, Sam Fisher's corpses falls out of the airvent as Michael Jackson jumps out of it, rapes the corpse, and grabs several patrons and gives them wedgies. Shortly afterwards, the tavern defenses blow out the rapist's brains, and the bartender gains the reward for his death.* | ||||
*Walks in and looks around with a frown* "Anyone here know if Charley is still playing VU?" *Considers his options, frowns more, sighs* "Ehh... might as well set me up with a drink, me thinks this will take a while" | ||||
The door bangs open to reveal torrents of rain cascading down the door, outside the bright starry night burns with renewed vigour, the sword that was broken lay reforged by the strangers side. 'I have come' came a deep familiar voice. I have overcome the curse of the Admin and withstood the tides of time, I have passed the test and am here to reclaim what was rightfully mine. (Looks around in the dead silence) 'Why a Drunken Demise preceded by a Septim Shot of course', 'Christ it's been over half a year since I was here someone get me a drink. | ||||
"He has lost faith in VU after this long time and is leaving soon. I am sorry...and welcome back!" *pours Himanil a drink* | ||||
*splutters in drink* What do you mean by that? | ||||
"It is a sad day for the entire world of RP, surely..." | ||||
'Well it's just a name change, and nothing else surely.' (looks t the counter and whispers) | ||||
"Drakos owns it, though he rarely comes in," said Septim. *slaps Demonsul for telerobbing the bar, whatever that is...* | ||||
Looks at Demonsul sprawled on the floor, smiles 'Hah Valdius didn't catch me at it' | ||||
*slaps Himanil for his comment* Shouldn't have said anything... | ||||
I was wondering when I'd get my inviting slap, I remember Demonsul got one when he had returned. | ||||
I wonder how many people i could slap tonight. | ||||
*Paracelzus walks in with a banana* | ||||
"Make sure to pick up that banana peel when you're done..." | ||||
Sends a bird flying with a message, a minute later a couple of thousand birds come flying scattering banana peels all over the floor.... | ||||
*aqua throws sword in air killing bird
see thats how you get things done in here not by some stupid bird!! use your sword for gods sake! | ||||
*walks over to birds eating banana get the freak away from my banana birds! ill slaughter you all!! *birds depart from sceen | ||||
*slaps Aqua God so hard that the color departs from his face* "Good Lord! You are the most grammatically challenged man I will ever meet...no...nevermind that comment. But honestly, you speak like a five year old. This is a tavern of sophistication, of intelligence, of..." *looks around* "Oh who am I kidding..." | ||||
Falls on the floor laughing his *** off. Gets up with tears in his eyes 'And I......' collapses again laughing. | ||||
*leaning casually against the bar, drinking all the liquor he telerobbed (read: teleport-robbery) before Septim caught him | ||||
*Charley walks into the tavern and Demonsul bursts into flames because it is impossible to steal from the tavern(With emphasis on impossible).* "Woops...well just popping in since I needed to copy some old stories I wrote here." | ||||
*is still drinking the stolen beer while on fire | ||||
Might walks into the bar. "RAWR" Might walks out. | ||||
Eyes narrow as Charley enters, as Charley walks out he throws a device at Charlie's back which sticks forever informing him of all his activities. | ||||
*Is glad the device stuck to Charlie and not him. Leaves* | ||||
Is glad Berkly didn't notice another one attach itself to him. | ||||
*gets up, looks at Validus and draws sword and says in a clearly fake british accent "you must fight me for that kind sir, or i will have your head in a plater." *advances on validus "come now man you cant be a coward can you?" | ||||
*slices threw the air and says "my father, water angle taught me how to weild his anceint anceint sword, river, with the best swordsmen. i went out on my own however, to destroy fifteen orcs every 3 minutes." *is still aproching Validus, who is leaning aginst a table | ||||
hey reborn i accidently reported you. i thought that would give you RP points. im relly sorry. | ||||
Is silent for some moments, shrugs and proceeds towards Aqua God yells, 'I forgive you how about some sparring in the meantime though?' 'En Garde!'. Brings his sword slashing down in an arc from an upward direction at Aqua. | ||||
*shinnnk* the sounds of blades can be heard echoing in the distance. "this isnt the time or place for this, there are many beasts coming from the east." *Kyo sheathes his sword and walks back outside facing the sun set to the east... | ||||
Shakes his head 'Tut..tut' *beep*s all over the place. Doesn't he know that the Tavern is immune to all such petty matters. | ||||
*Validus Septim stands behind the bar and watches as Aqua approaches a poor man who is leaning against a table, demanding a fight. "Leave Grubbs alone. If you wish for a fight, I will give you one." *Septim draws Firengard, the flaming blade of Cidel, and jumps over the bar while holding Firengard in a defensive form. As Septim stands at the ready, Slasher the Mongoose jumps out of his footlocker. *mongoose noises* Translation: "3...2...1...begin!" *Septim begins circling Aqua while holding his blade in a defensive form. | ||||
What a misfortune it is that I returned at such a dark time when the VU RP forum seems to be experiencing it's deaththrobs. I expected to be drowned in barrels of exotic drinks and dead drunk with flagons of Drunken Demise, kill a few hundred, be killed, get in bar fights, intellectually satisfying verbal and mental duels with the select intellegensia and son on but it pains my heart more than I can possibly express to see this last remaining bastion of VU Ropleplaying succumb to the dark tides of........................ It is a pity and sorrow. | ||||
*As Himanil talks, an elusive Septim clone appears beside him, watching his clone fight Aqua. "It is sad indeed, Berkeley and I have gone to another land in hopes of finding new adventure, because little can be found here." [[OOC: Translation: We are using a different RP site. I decided to use both, Berkeley didn't. :( ]] | ||||
Yes, Berkley informed me of that and I await the co-ordinates till his next log in so as to attempt to drown some of my sorrows and explore new lands. | ||||
ug huhuhuhuh. reborn, time enough for sparing, later however for the dawn aproches. | ||||
Himanil wins by default. *salutes to the cheering hordes who make mincemeat out of Aqua* | ||||
*Septim chops off Aqua's arms while he's chatting with Himanil right before Aqua is made into mincemeat* "Fool should know not to chat in the middle of a duel..." | ||||
Demonsul. Is he about? | ||||
It is true then. VU RP'ing is dead. | ||||
Just because no one answers in two hours is no reason to say that, idiot... | ||||
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