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*In the confusion of the fighting the lights beside the bar suddently pop but no one notices*

*A darkness that was once confined to the corner slowly moves towards the bar and BlueFlames*

*Shadow then posesses BlueFlames and orders all his Abishai to attack DarkHorse*

*BlueFlames (now possesed by me) takes a sword that was leaning on the bench beside him, it belonged to his drinking pal(who is now passed out on the floor)*

*BlueFlames takes the sword and impales himself on it*

*Shadow leaves BlueFlames lifeless body in seach for another life to ruin*

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The hell with orders!!

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
The friend of my enemy is my enemy.
The friend of my friend is my friend.
The enemy of my friend is my enemy.
Are you my enemy or my friend?

Download my [url="http://archives.volitionwatch.com/fs2/missions/DLoader.php3?MissID=218"]mission[/url]!!

* DarkHorse slaps the Abishai around a bit with two large morning stars

*HeX looks around the bar and smiles*

Hooooo boy! I've waited many months for something like this to happen again!

*Rushes off and returns in a black cloak with a propellor beenie and a (evil music) THOUGHT CLEANSING BAT*

For too long have I waited to cleans the insanity of others! Today...I LIVE AGAIN! YAHHHH!!

*HeX lets loose a flury of smeks on the bar patrons. He turns around and notices a dark shadow moving towards him*

HeX: Shadow!

Shadow: Ah $%@#.

HeX: You really need to work on those stealth techniques.

Shadow: Yeah yeah...lousy Lord of Sanity. Grumble grumble....

*HeX resumes his clobbering of the bar patrons spreading sanity throughout the bar(along with some very sore bumps and feelings of rage)*

Having just woken up from what happened (and restoring my VWBB account), I suddenly become glad that I chose to sell my soul so long ago. Ahhh... Who needs internal organs?

*Pulling the Blade of the Demented One out of my chest cavity, I proceed to pull out roughly 30 meters of my small intestines.*

You should be more careful who you possess Shadow.

*After promptly sucking all of Shadow's magic ability out through his nose, I tie Shadow to the last remaining bar chair, using the small intestines.*

Lifeless body was only partially correct. Now, that my Abishai have been thwarted, something much more dangerous is in order.

*A portal opens, and the bar, along with all of its inhabitants at the time are sucked through to arrive in <ominous music> BAATOR <end ominous music>*

Welcome to MY realm. Even if you weren't completely drained of your ability right now, your magic would be useless.

*Returning the Blade of the Demented One to Shadow and untying him, roughly 30 Abishai, and 40 Lemures appear.*

Kill them as you may, your situation gets no better than it is now. Each dead demon spawns two Shades... Yes, tormented souls that have been cursed to follow you until you die. Believe me, they like to accelerate that death. <sadistic grin> They're also impossible to stop as far as everyone of their victims has found.

*Stepping outside of the circle of demons, I watch as they slaughter Shadow, giving a spout of maddening laughter as various organs or limbs fly through the air.*

*Shadow fights with astonishing valor until the bitter end. Finally, as he makes an exhausted sweep with the Blade of the Demented One at an Abishai, a Shade decapitates him from behind.*

*Stepping in on the combat and picking up the head while the assorted demons do their work on the corpse (or what's left of it), I once more remove myself from the ring of evil.*

I'm sorry, but I can't have you ruining my entertainment any further. Your pitiful attempt to slay me is to be commended, as few have tried such an act before. Alas, it is to be punished with eternal damnation.

*While walking along the baren, rocky land of Baator, I explain in gruesome detail what is to become his fate when he is thrust into the Pillar of Skulls.*

And your soul? Your only small chance to remove yourself from the Pillar? Pah! It becomes just another Shade, damned to follow and harass the being of my choice until he or she dies in a gruesome manner such as yourself.

*Pulling the flesh and remaining living matter off the skull of Shadow as I approach the Pillar, and pulling his brain (or inherent lack of) out, the Pillar and Shadow's eternal fate draws ever closer. When the job is finished, I pipe up once more...*

The possession of my body I didn't mind so much. That was just a simple invasion of personal space, but your attempt at slaying me is not forgiven so easily. Upon occasional visits, my efforts to hear your shallow voice screaming amongst the rest of the Pillar may bring me the solace needed for your redemption, though your fate will remain unchanged.

*With those words, and a minor offering chant, I thrust the skull, the last identifiable piece of Shadow into the Pillar. As I listen to his pleas for mercy while his soul and being is drained from existance, the rest of the Pillar choruses:*

"Take this scroll, use its knowledge, and with your offerings, become stronger."

*Retrieving the scroll and burning it without reading it, I feel the additional power surge through my veins.*

I accept your experience reward and shall return with future offerings at a later date.

*I just once again realize that that hole is a nasty eye-sore. Casting a demonic healing spell on the way back, the tissues sew themselves back together, and the intestines grow back to their original form. Just then, I return to the site where the bar landed in Baator.*

Dreadfully sorry about that.

*The portal reopens and the bar, all of the occupants (minus Shadow) return to where ever the hell it was in the first place.*

Next round on me?

*Having a bit of a dry throat after going to a land that hadn't seen water since the beginning of time, I order a 'wine of the country' (semi-inside joke).*

<<Back to the real world for a second: THAT is a PERMENANT removal. We now return to our regularly scheduled slaughtering.>>

[This message has been edited by R128 BlueFlames (edited 08-16-2000).]

quote:

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Originally posted by R128 BlueFlames:
Next round on me?

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* DarkHorse grabs a Mountain Dew and watches.

*A small portal appears and two hands reach out and attempt to widen it. HeX manages to get his shoulders through and stops.*

HeX: Mumble..mumble...stupid cheap portal. I knew I should have sprung for the delux edition.

*HeX stuggles and manages to pull himself all the way through just as the portal collapses*

HeX: Ah...huh, guess I'm the only one who got out of that Baator. Heh...luckily I don't use magic...just the power of common sense! Good thing that wierd guy didn't spill my drink when he teleported the bar. I might have had to give him a solid smeking. More Dew everyone!! The sanity is on me!

*HeX resumes drinking*

[This message has been edited by HeX (edited 08-17-2000).]

* Styxx considers HeX offer, and stares at a can on Mountain Dew for a second. After that, he turns back at the bartender, asking if he has anything stronger than those pathetic skull thingies. Since the fighting wasn't replaced by a crowd of beautiful half-naked women, he comes to the conclusion that he's not drunk enough yet. *

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And I shall wipe them off the face of the Earth, with the fury of God's own thunder...

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[This message has been edited by Styxx (edited 08-17-2000).]

*Taking up a stool beside Styxx:*

There is always the 9.9 (varying with body weight) gram injection of pure caffeine... Might not exactly get you drunk, but you'll have enough energy to RUN to another plane without the use of a portal.

*I hear a squeaking behind myself. Spinning around and lobbing a fireball, the "Thought Cleansing Bat" is vaporized.*

Thank you, but I like my insanity.

Hey Styxx! How about that caffeine?

*HeX stares at the vaporized remains of his bat and frowns*

HeX: Why you cotton-pickin'...!

*HeX lunges at Blueflames and begins choking him furiously*

HeX: Do you *Crunch* know *Choke* how much *Snap* those *Wring* cost!?

*HeX lets go of the gasping Blueflames and grabs another Thought Cleansing Bat out of his Box Of Tools. HeX delivers multiple rapid smeks to Blueflames' head rendering him sane. Blueflames looks around the room and begins to smile as the light of sanity consumes him*

HeX: Seeing as that's no doubt temporary...gotta run!!!

*HeX pulls a portal from the box and sticks it to the wall, he throws his box of tools through and follows after it, barely squeezing through the narrow portal. The portal vanishes with a pop and HeX is gone leaving Blueflames in his temporary stupor of sane happyness*

[This message has been edited by HeX (edited 08-17-2000).]

* Styxx, obviously still sober and unhappy, looks at the bartender. A strange smile on his face... *

- Barman! Give me that bottle of alcohol that's over there!

* The bartender thinks for a while and, with a 'what the heck' look on his face, handles Styxx the bottle. Styxx grabs it, and pours inside the bottle the caffeine solution that BlueFlames gave him. He then grabs a (needle? can't remember the word...) from his pocket, fill it with the liquid and injects on his neck...*

- Aaahhh, mom, I see the pretty colors...

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And I shall wipe them off the face of the Earth, with the fury of God's own thunder...

[url="http://terra.sourceforge.net"]Visit the Machina Terra Website[/url] - You'll be glad you did.

[This message has been edited by Styxx (edited 08-18-2000).]

Realising that no one has yet seen him, as well as noticing the clan Timberwolf sitting idle outside of the bar, the great psionicist Adama decides to use molecular manipulation upon the Timberwolf, converting the 75 ton 'mech into pure diamond as opposed to it's ferro-fiberous armor.

Using levitation, Adama walks away with a floating 75 ton statue of pure diamond, sells it to a local baron, and returns to the bar as the richest man in the land.

Walking up to the insane mountain dew drinking patrons, he uses a "summon planar creature" devotion to summon a large green monster that then says "Give me some Dew!"

Afraid of the planar creature from the 667th layer of the Abyss, the mind of a Volition employee, Adama decides to flee with his life through a dimension door... never to be seen again...

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*Wrenching up from a sane stupor with fiercity and a demonic hue in my eyes, I look to the wall where HeX's portal formed. The wall suddenly explodes as I return to my feet (notice this bar has now been destroyed 2.25 times). Seeing the portal has not yet reopened, another explosion fills the air. As the smoke clears, I have disappeared through a blood-red portal, leading to the same location as HeX.*

*After warily moving through this terrible realm of sanity, using magic missiles, flame columns, and a cloud kill or two to slaughter innocent bats (and a few guilty ones), I come upon HeX's hiding place. After looking at HeX cowering amongst his soon to die bats, I tell myself more than him...*

Not worthy of the Pillar... Not worthy of too much of my time either.

*Slings an Acid Arrow at a bat attempting to sneak up behind me again. I then resume my pondering.*

Yessss....

*In a sound that was almost like a soda-can opening, HeX's torso disappears from existance.*

Be cursed to live that way for....ohhh.... I'll be nice: Be cursed to live that way for the duration of your lifespan.

*Portal's back to the bar.*

*Suddenly realizes that Styxx shot up that caffeine.*

Ummm.... I hope you're of average weight or heavier.... That could inadvertantly kill you if you weren't precise in your calculations.

*Walks over to the planar beast (more details could have been NICE) and sizes it up. As I look it over, it begins to shrink to the size of a roach. Crunch.*

Ahh... The archanely challenged.

Anybody want to find Ace and teach him how to REALLY summon something?

*Even as the words are said, a couple more Abishai pop back up.*

*HeX walks into sight and stares at the melted torso of his decoy*

HeX: Thank's Eddie...I owe you one!

Eddie: Oh god I hurt!

HeX: Well it's time to return to the bar seeing as I'm feelin' a bit thirsty.

*HeX opens a portal and slips into the Bar. He looks around and takes a seat near the door. BlueFlames notices him and after a series of curses launches a fireball. HeX looks calmly at the fireball and it suddenly freezes over. HeX holds up his glass and the ice-fire lands with a clink inside*

HeX: Well it seems I have my old Neo-Horseman Chaos abilities back from the olden days. How lovely.

*HeX turns his gaze on BlueFlames and raises his glass which is now full of a dark red liquid. BlueFlames suddenly raises off the floor and bursts into fire of the same color as his name. His screams are diminished as he is quickly reduced to a pile of ash. HeX scoops the ash up in a container and hands it to Styxx who is twitching at the bar*

HeX: Here you hold this. I have a dimension to re-open.

*HeX downs his drink and steps through a black portal leading to his dimension of Chaos to sit on his throne and eat Human-Chips and torture minions*

Dammit! Can't I just serve drinks in peace? First I make one little crack, and I had to deal with Dark. Now my bar has been blown up 2.25 times, and Styxx is twitching, blue is ash on the carpet, and HeX keeps ripping holes in causual reality. I tell you....just a little more...and no more Mr. NICE Shrike!

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There's just no kick with a little beam.
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[This message has been edited by Shrike (edited 08-18-2000).]

*HeX peeks in through a small portal*

HeX: Hey! My portals are 100% reality self-repairing!

*Tosses a brochure to Shrike*

HeX: Here...it's for a save reality campaign. Bye now!

*HeX and the portal pop out of existence again*

*Scythe appears, seemingly forming from an icecube in the ice-maker behind the bar*

Mmm.. a refreshing change from the sane bars I'm normally at. Oh wait, I'm not normally at sane bars. Anyway, Shrike, could you get me a large Cranberry Juice. And when I say large, I mean large. Like a quart of it. Not those crappy "breakfast" glasses. A man's amount of Cranberry Juice.

*Scythe fades out, and it begins to rain on a bar stool. The puddle then formed hardens into Scythe.*

*Shrike pushes the cranberry juice over the bar.*

This is more like a pint and a half, not a full quart. Ah, well. I'll let it slide this time. Lucky for you too, the last guy who did that is now an orangish liquid sitting in a jar in the alley next to the bar where he used to work. In case you haven't guessed, I don't open portals, or have any special magic powers. I just have three powers: To change the phase of anything, to change the color of anything, and to change the temperature of anything. So, uh, BlueFlames looks a little burnt out there. We'll fix that. Pour him on the bar.

*Shrike dumps BlueFlame's ashes onto the bar top.*

*The ashes fade out, then fade in as small dots, all colored blue and hanging in space. The dots reassemble into BlueFlames sitting on the barstool next to Scythe.*

Great.. now I have someone to talk to until Shrike..uh.. gets over that caffeine high..

[whoa, it appears my account was deleted too!]

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*The bar suddently trembles, all the people quiet down and a loud voice is heard*

Shadow: Scyth, thank you for resurecting BlueFlames, I have some unfinished busness with him. BlueFlames, how dare you destroy one of my to be minions. (he wasn't yet one of my minions because he was part flesh) He was my most promising darkness.

BlueFlames: Ehat do you mean minions, I though he was you.

Shadow: Wrong.

BlueFlames: Oh well that error will be corrected soon.

*BlueFlames was about to open a portal to Baato but then notices Shadow wasn't there*

BlueFlames: Show yourself

*A Shadow descends through the roof and hovers in the middle of the bar*

*BlueFlames approaches Shadow*

BlueFlames: You don't seem to be anymore throuble that your minion.

*BlueFlames commences to open a portal to Baator*

Shadow: BlueFlames, if you are a real warrior you shall fight here and not on your own territory.

*BlueFlames pauses and then cancels the portal*

BlueFlames: Okay, bring it on.

Shadow: Fool.

*A worried look passes BlueFlames face*

*Tousands of darknesses flow from Shadow and posses each person in the bar exept BlueFlames*

*The remaining darknesses form a sphere around the bar*

*BlueFlames backs in amazment*

Shadow: You are in my realm now.

BlueFlames: But I though we would battle on equal turf.

Shadow: I said we would battle here.

*BlueFlames attemps to summon an Abishai to no avail*

Shadow: You powers are useless now. But as much as I want to destroy you, I believe you have some more important unfinished buisness with someone.

BlueFlames: And who could that be.

Shadow: The darkness that you vanquished.

*BlueFlames shocked, backs away*

BlueFlames: Impossible he is a shade now and is under my control.

Shadow: I know, your a fool to not have of gave him a target to torment.

BlueFlames: I don't understand. (worried)

*Another darkness exits Shadow and approaches BlueFlames*

Shadow: You will.

*The darkness posseses BlueFlames*

*BlueFlames (possesed) summons the darkness he vanquished, now in shade form*

The Shade says to BlueFlames (possesed): Who do you wish me to torment master?

Shadow says to BlueFlames (possesed): BlueFlames and do not do anything else until you are done, anything else I tell you is to be done later.

BlueFlames (possesed) says to the shade: BlueFlames and do not do anything else until you are done, anything else I tell you is to be done later.

*The darkness exits BlueFlames and rejoins Shadow*

Shadow: I'll leave you two alone. Oh and Scyth sorry about your drinking partner but... ummm... here talk to one one my darnesses and enjoy the battle.

*All the darknesses rejoin with Shadow except one wich sits down beside Scyth as he leaves*

BlueFlames: Don't leave me!!!!!

*All the people look at BlueFlames and the shade to see what will happen next*

Joe the darkness: Ummm Shrike, two of those things Styxx had... but stonger. (one for Scyth one for Joe)

Scyth: Ummm

BlueFlames: Shade I command you to stop

Shade: Noted and will be done later.

~I'm letting you chose how you want the shade to kill you BlueFlames~

Mwahahahahaha

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The hell with orders!!

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
The friend of my enemy is my enemy.
The friend of my friend is my friend.
The enemy of my friend is my enemy.
Are you my enemy or my friend?

Download my [url="http://archives.volitionwatch.com/fs2/missions/DLoader.php3?MissID=218"]mission[/url]!!

*Chucker walks in, noticing the shoddy walls of a bar that's been destroyed 2.25 times*

- Hey Shrike, could you pass me a Mountain Dew please?

*Shrike passes the soda while Chucker takes a seat near Scythe*

Chucker: "So.... what's with the twitchy dude over there? He in a seizure or something?"

Scythe: "Nope, caffeine."

*Shrike, becoming suspicious of the possibility of his destroying his precious Bar again, inquires if he have any particular powers to destroy*

No, unfortunately I'm not very good at destroying things, but I do have this one really cool power that I find quite nifty.

*Chucker snaps his fingers, and immediately Scythe and BlueFlames vanish*

I have the power to warp anything through time, both forwards and backwards.

*Unexpectedly right after Chucker finishes the sentence both Scythe and BlueFlames suddenly reappear*

But... I'm not very good at that either.

*Scythe takes this time to laugh at Chucker, for his puny powers and lack of cunning*

*Chucker becoming enraged snaps Scythe back in time to meet Hex and BlueFlames and be caught in the crossfire*

Problem dealt with. Do you have a problem Blue?

*BlueFlames retreats to the corner and continues scheming*

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[This message has been edited by Chucker (edited 08-18-2000).]

Scythe: Sorry, Joe, but I'm prefectly fine with my juice here.

*A second icecube melts, and forms into Scythe.*

Scythe: Chucker, you evil.. man! Well, we'll just have to deal with you..

*Chucker suddenly becomes very hot, 100,000 degrees Farenheit, and his body is reduced and compressed into a cube of solid, blue, hot material.*

Scythe: Now that I have you compressed, I think you'd like to cool down and help me out.

*Chuck cools to 20 degrees Farenheit, and plops into Scythe's drink.*

Scythe: Much better.

*Jow turns to Scythe*

Joe: Dammit, you will take it.

Scythe: Nope, sorry.

*Joe lunges ar Scythe, but then liquifies and falls to the ground.*

Scythe: Oooh. Too bad.

*The liquified Joe oozes along the floor before evaporating and getting sucked into a fan.*

Scythe: Ahh.. much better. Now, I rather like having BlueFlames as a partner here, so if you don't mind, Shadow, I think I'll fix him up.

*BlueFlames evaporates, then small solid particles of him and the Shade appear. The Shade's particles get sucked into the fan along with Joe, while BlueFlames' own reshape into his form on the barstool yet again.*

*Scythe sips the juice.*

Scythe: Ahh, cranberries. Oh, poo. The taste of Chucker is ruining the flavor. Oh well.

*The cube disolves into the drink, then it's particles float outward and reforms into Chucker on the other barstool near Scythe.*

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