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Next round on me?

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*The molecules of Joe and the shade mix together and form a pool of pitch black liquid*

*The black liquide then seeps trough the holes of the 2.25 times destroyed ventilation ducts*

*Scyth put's his juice on the table as he converses with BlueFlames*

*The black liquid falls into Scyths drink*

*Chuker and BlueFlames sudently vaporise and recondense in Scyths drink*

*The black liquid (the shade and Joe) absorbs Chuker, BlueFlames and the Cranberry juice*

*Scyth, sad that Chuker has vaporised turns to his drink and downs it*

*Scyth melts because he is being absorbed by the black liquid*

*The black liquide oozes up the counter and goes into an empty can of Mountain Dew*

*The can of Mountain Dew reseals itself*

*Shrike takes the can, seemingly new, and puts it back in the fridge*

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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]!!

Drink Specials!

The Rowdy Wolf special (no, this isn't WW)!

>Shrike nonchalantly starts sharpening his fingers.....I mean....you didn't read that..

>Pours the mountain dew into Styxx's mouth.

Maybe this'll wake him.....

>Styxx jumps up, yells "Headz!", then promptly removed the offending item from a random luckless bar patron. Styxx is also a foot taller and beefy....... With the head in a cardboard box, Styxx runs outside.

Well.....that worked. I hope he doesn't kill any more customers...

How are you guys paying, anyhow? I don't accept souls....too much depreciation lately. Besides, they don't keep.

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There's just no kick with a little beam.
VWBB Prophet
Mission Designer, [url="http://freespace.volitionwatch.com/bel"]Behind Enemy Lines[/url]

*HeX pops in and suddenly the two tables of patrons next to him twist and warp violently until the patrons have their insides and outsides switch places. HeX leaves them as they scream and then collapse into heaps on the floor*

HeX: That happens alot with Chaos you notice that? (Turns to Shrike) I'll have 2 Armageddons, heavy on the Appocalypse. No..no ice I'll make my own thanks.

*Glares at Scythe who suddenly looses control of his abilities. He bursts into flames and then freezes instantly. Scythe melts into a puddle which then reforms into two cubes. HeX drops them into his drink, downs it in a gulp and tosses a $1,000,000,000 coin to Shrike. HeX stands up and vanishes from the bar amid the two pulsating puddles that were once patrons. He then reappears to drop of a brochure.*

The Brochure Reads:

NOW RECRUITING: Neo-Horsemen of the Appocalypse

The NHotA were created long ago on the VBB during the Seona War of Succession. Back then were were:
Chaos (HeX)
Pain (Seona)
Insanity (Zine)
Death (Killmaster)
However over time they all vanished save me. Now we are rectuiting for the positions of Pain, Insanity and Death. All applications are to be stuffed inside a goat and then burned and served on a bed of beans. We hope to hear from you soon.



[This message has been edited by HeX (edited 08-19-2000).]

>Shrike picks up a pamphlet, quickly scans it, then drops the paper, taking the application form. He fills out the form, then stuffs it inside a burned goat, on a bed of beans. silly ritual He rips open a doorway to HeX's dimension, and tells him "I want a job. Give me Pain...no, Death...Nah, I can do both...."

>Shrike looks at HeX's Chaos badge of office, thinks for a sec, then shakes his head. "hmmmm........nahh..."

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There's just no kick with a little beam.
VWBB Prophet
Mission Designer, [url="http://freespace.volitionwatch.com/bel"]Behind Enemy Lines[/url]

*HeX tosses out a sign that hangs in mid air reading: "Pain" and "Death have been filled. Applications still open for "Insanity"*

HeX: Shrike will have both Pain and Death until I can find a replacement for him under Death. Can't have you people immortal now can we.

[This message has been edited by HeX (edited 08-19-2000).]

(NOTE: Dammit, I join, and attempts on my life are made. I just wanted a drink and a drinking partner dammit! And Shadow, haven't you seen that mixing the three of our forms into a drink is worthless? I can just phase-change back to solid, then sort and reassemble the particles. But I won't since you caused me the trouble.)

*Shadow downs the drink of Scythe, BlueFlames, and Chucker*

Shadow: Damn, that was a good drink. I would have another, but..

*Suddenly, the particles of the drink turn into gas and expand at an alarming rate, ripping Shadow's body apart from the inside. Just like eating a bomb.*

Shadow: Ahhh, Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii...

*As usual, the particles sort and reform into their respective patrons.*

Scythe: Dammit Shadow, don't do that. You ruined my most prized posession too! The cranberry Juice has been spoiled! NOW, you shall PAY!

*The red mess that is Shadow's particles gathers together and forms a ball. Five barstools melt down and their liquid forms move around Shadow's ball. They form a hollow cube around it. The cube moves out into the street, coloring itself pink as it goes. A manhole cover vaporizes. The cube drops down into the sewage below. As it sits, 3 feet submerged in raw sewage, the manhole cover reforms.*

Scythe: Now, HeX, why did you attempt to make me into icecubes? Furthermore, everyone seems to be using my powers now! Goddammit, those are mine! Mine! "Gimme money!" Now, just for fun, I think I won't retaliate against you. So, uh, be happy. Yeah.

HeX: Uuhhh..

Scythe: Oh, and could I be that insanity guy? I'll do the full application deal if I have a chance.

*Scythe turns to Chucker.*

Scythe: You have quite a useful power. Warp back my juice.

Chucker: Sure.

*The cranberry juice reappears on the bar.*

Scythe: Thanks.

Chucker: Not a problem.

*Scythe sips the juice.*

Scythe: Mmm.. again..



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Scythe - scythe@telefragged.com - 34141048 - [url="http://sublimation.telefragged.com"]http://sublimation.telefragged.com[/url]

*What Shadow doesn't realize is that my Shades are particularly adept at knowing when to and when not to obey orders that my coporial form reveals.*

Minions, eh? I'll show YOU minions.

*An infinite number of Shades appears behind me and begins circling Shadow.*

Death is too good a fate for you Shadow.

*My voice begins to sound far-off, and suddenly the bar patrons begin to realize it was not my coporial being that was saying it. The roof of the bar explodes violently (that's what? 2.5 times now?), and the ghastly apparition of myself towers several thousand stories high.*

You wish to fight?

*Drawing forth a jet black sword that eclipses the sun for a moment and then casts a darkness over the bar, I pick Shadow up, raising him these thousands of feet all too quickly for his body to handle. With his skeleton turned to dust simply because of the acceleration, I impale him with the very tip of the sword.*

*Down below, in the center of the bar, a portal opens in the floor.*

Appetizers anybody?

*Suddenly flames jet out of the portal coming to a mere 50 feet off the ground.*

Fire-pits. I hope you enjoy.

*Thrusting the sword in for a few moments, I pull it back out and let the portal collapse. Shadow is a mere charcoal briquette. Then putting him into a small box, I throw him into the sky, to a plane he'll never return from.*

*Shrinking back down to normal size, and taking my coporial body again, I look about the room and offer up some free advise:*

NEVER mess with the dungeon master.

Nuts?! NUTS?!

Why thank you.

Dammit Chucker.. and I saved you by resorting your particles! Would you have preferred I just sorted myself out and left you and BlueFlames mixed?! ;1

*Juice warps back*

Mmmmmmmm...

Alphakiller decides that many, many Matt K sized drinks are required. Plus some illegal narcotics, most likely. He heads out of the insanity-filled bar to go get a dime bag of [url="http://www.virtualcrack.com"]space crack.[/url]

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[url="http://www.dopefish.com"]swim...swim...hungry...[/url]

Upon realising that BlueFlame is infact several brain rats together with rings of illusion within a goofy misfitting robe, the paladin Mikhail Horndagger quickly disposes of the pathetic rats and shatters the ring of illusion they used.

"All drinks on the house!" Mikhail says cheerily as the many deceased discover that they were only attacked by illusions.

The summoned Elves and Mountain Dew drinking monster all merrily drink their share and live happily ever after.

THE END

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Listen here, I'm really not enjoying this whole particle re-arranging thing. So if you do it to me again Scythe, I'll have to do cruel things to you. No juice for you!

*Chucker snaps his fingers and the juice disappears*

Scythe: Hey! Where'd my drink go? Why are all you people keeping me from a peaceful drink?!?

Chucker: It's just a small punishment. I've warped your juice 5 minutes ahead in time, you'll get it later. Just don't rearrage my particles dammit!

*Chucker glances at the large fiery hole in the floor, then at BlueFlames*

You people are nuts. Hex goes around just travelling dimensions as he pleases, Scythe likes to try drinking people and fool with their molecular structures.....

Cool!

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Newsie
[url="http://www.volitionwatch.com"]Volition Watch[/url]

*HeX appears in the bar and melts several patrons*

HeX: I gotta stop doin' that. Okay, Scythe you're up for Insanity. We provide your personal dimension but you need to provide the horse. Okay...I got a Pain and an Insanity. I still need a Death. Shadow perhaps? Well just fill out the application and stuff it in a burned goat on a plate of beans of usual. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go torch a few more National Parks.

*HeX looks at the glasses behind the bar. One of them warps into liquid and flows into HeX's hand and then reforms. The liquid in a nearby bottle suddenly appears outside the bottle and flows into HeX's glass. HeX gulps the liquid down and then throws the glass against the wall. It shatters and then the pieces reform into a portal which he promptly dives through*

Shrike: Well that was odd. HEY!! YOU OWE ME A GLASS FOR THAT!!!!

>Shrike rips open a hole into HeX's dimension, steps through, and promptly rips another hole from HeX's dimension to a much, much more horrible dimension.

"Now...pay for that glass.....or I unleash my Shark-Ebola-Lawyer crossbreds!"

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There's just no kick with a little beam.
VWBB Prophet
Mission Designer, [url="http://freespace.volitionwatch.com/bel"]Behind Enemy Lines[/url]

This is going to be another TaS... only a different subject.

Scythe: Um... great!

*Chucker melts down and the particles reform into a jacka.. I mean horse. *

Scythe: Here's the horse.

Chuck (horse): WTF? Neigh! Godda- neigh! rrrrr! neiiigh!

HeX: Uhm.. k..

Scythe: And stop using my powers dammit! Here, hold Chucker..

*Scythe runs out of the bar and steals..erm... buys a can of black spray paint*

HeX: WTF?

Scythe: Watch.

Chuck (horse): Nooo! Neigh! dam- Neigh!

*Scythe sprays "insnaiyt" on the side of the horse*

Scythe: Done.. let's ride!

Chuck (horse): No dammit! Neigh!

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Scythe - scythe@telefragged.com - 34141048 - [url="http://sublimation.telefragged.com"]http://sublimation.telefragged.com[/url]

*Looks at Ace, intrigued by his ignorance.*

Yo, Alphakiller.... I think he stole your space crack.

*Looking to the right of myself, where Shadow is distinctly staring, I give Shadow a puzzled look. He doesn't appear to notice and walks through the portal before it promptly closes.*

Double-vision must be a bitch to have cast upon one's self. He also must have forgotten that to this very day, I remain undead... Ah well... I'm sure he'll be quite excited when he finds out that HeX is a ghoul that happens to be under my control.

*The portal reopens, and HeX and Shadow (both ghouls) step through.*

Excellent....

*The ghouls promptly burst into flames and quickly turn into little piles of ash. Casting anti-magic shell (so that no way, shape or form will magic be used to restore them), I pick up the blue sphere that forms around them and sling them in the general direction of the sun. Several moments later, there is a small puff of smoke in the sun, and the ashes are reduced to hydrogen before being recombined into helium, etc, etc, etc.*

I think that in a few minutes, neither of them will even be elements that the human body possesses.

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Originally posted by R128 BlueFlames:
*Looks at Ace, intrigued by his ignorance.*

Yo, Alphakiller.... I think he stole your space crack.

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