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hmm. that will be a gold mark.

and its just senturu. here we have no fancy titles, were just a bunch of drunks who have one thing in common. we love to get drunk

first one eh? well its on the house. err. i mean on Efrandor. since he's passed out

*takes Efrandors wallet. and grabs a twenty*

allrighty

*grabs a tall glass of vodka and hands it to Drakulya*

*peels Efrandor's hand off the glass and chugs it right quick*

No, thank you Duke Efrandor, and you too Lord Senturu.

*leans into his back pocket and pulls out a gold coin*

How much will one of these get me?

.......*stands there stunned at what he just saw*

OMFG. i think im gonna be sick

*starts wondering where those wallets come from. and how its full of cash*

righty o

*starts handing out beers to everyone*

*Scientist picks up his tray of beers and walks back over to his table*

"Keep the change Senturu"

*Scientist reaches under his table and pulls a briefcase out of nowhere, he enters a code which no one sees and opens it pulling out another wallet full of cash*

"Hey Efrandor you want one of these drinks I just ordered?"

Right... If you want to dive in alcohol, why not ask Sir Scientist to cast out one for you... Hm... I wonder if people will drown in a tank full of beer...

*Picks up a diploma from the back of his pants while lying in broken glas and pieces of the table, shuffs it up infront of Izual, it says.*

"Duke Efrandor is hearby granted this diploma after living in our beercan_2000 for a whole week without drowning, congratulations."

- I actually where in there for about 2 hours, but the diploma was already written, and when there was no more beer they couldn't do much more then give me the diploma.
I could try it out with whiskey tough..  That could be fun.

hmm...

*walks up to Erica*

whats a perdy thing like you doin in a place like this?

*Scientist walks over*

"Ok now why does this look odd?
EFFIE, I challenge you to a beer drinking contest but instead of beer we are going to use whiskey. Do you accept this challenge?"

*Looks over at Edward who appears to have answered for Erica Brahmins*

Umn umn... *she spoke softly* Have you seen a moogle here mr? *She continued with a trembling voice. It was cold outside. she also looked at edward. A quick glance nothing more.*

*enters the tavern and walks to the bar while glancing over the beer drink-off*
- Where's my tequila?! I gotta catch up to those fools to give them a chance on a drink-off with me!
*takes a shot of tequila and decides to take a nap on the counter*

- Scientist, I accept the beer-challenge but with whiskey you have offered, let'*beep* it!  Senturu, ALOT of whiskey please!

need any help lord senturu?

im not =P

im jk

*jumps behind the bar and graps twelve bottles of whisky and waits for senturu 2 start the contest*

senturu im on your start

*Looks over at Efrandor and smiles*

"Of course I'm ready......"

*Sits down and waits for the contest to start*

ok then ill take Efrandor

*senturu and julius both beginto pour Whisky down Scientist and Efrandor's throats*

oh snap

*grabs more bottles and pours them down Efrandor's throat*

*Scientist waves his hand and Senturu is stuck to the floor near the bar, leaving Efrandor to pour the whiskey down his own neck*

*Continues downing whiskey which appears to have no effect on him*

*Scientist notices Efrandor starting to get drunk and pushes him off his chair making the funnel fall out of his mouth and the whiskey pour all over the floor. He then proceeds to down bottles of whiskey at an alarming rate*

all of a sudden the doors crash open and the croweds go quiet...
a figure in a large suit stepps thru the door and as the croweds of people bend and turn to see this man he enters and says "they call me 7 barrel salaracen, im here from the south west and i need to know if sombody can tell me...... were i can get myself a phrip-o-choco-latte?"
he sits down and waits for what is going to be the 4th best phrip-o-choco-latte he has drank, for he has onley had 5 but the 5 best one was made by david cassidy, and 7 barrel salaracen doesnt like to go into that in detail...
for it was a terribly night, one he'd never forget....

[incase you dont know ho David Cassidy is...

*Scientist watches Efrandor continue to down the whiskey even while laying down and once more waves his hand in the air causing Efrandor to be lifted up by his feet and stick to the ceiling so he is upside down*

"Now.........how.........will you........drink..........when.........gravity........effects...........everything.........but you.........."

*Still drinking and looking round the room for someone to be his pourer since Julius seems to be off leading the Roman Empire or something........*

*looks at Scientist*

Not fair at all there Sir.

*flings a coin at him*

Now get Efrandor off the ceiling before he pukes... I'd hate to be any where near that.

*sips at his brew some more and sinks away from the fireplace into a shadowy corner*

*Scientist stands up a bit wobbly at the legs and walks over to Senturu*

"I was not drinking apple juice, you clearly don't know what whiskey smells like.

*Pours a bottle of Jack Daniels over Senturus head*


"Now you do, I will be over here. And I am not a sore loser, he was the one bragging that he was a drinking champion so I was just testing his skills, if he was a true champion he would of been able to drink no matter what happened to him. As it was, he couldn't, therefore you may say that he beat me but he is not a champion drinker like he says he is."

*Goes and sits down at his table avoiding Efrandor who is throwing up in a puddle near the bar. Waves his hand and a shield bubble appears around his table to stop Efrandor from puking on his table or around it*

*hits Ramesses*

Efrandor won. Scientist cheated, and i smell like apple juice.