Forum Chat Bar & Grill - Page 32

David E. Gervais · #**311** June 22nd, 2004, 09:23 PM

I walk in and take a seat at a corner table. I pull out a bag of dried popcorn seeds and a long tube. I proceed to use the tube like a blowgun and ping corn seeds off the heads of passerby's.

Muahahahahahahahaha!

P.S. It could be worse,.. I could have made spitballs.

Raging Deadstar · #**312** June 22nd, 2004, 10:34 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by Gryphin:
As for Pooh Star protecting me? There is mroe to that than you want to know. There is an exception to the rule. She will not save me from myself. If I start it, I have to finish it.

And a smug "I told you not to *Insert various harmful activity*!" after right?

Renegade 13 · #**313** June 23rd, 2004, 12:24 AM

Pulling the thorns out of his various bodily cavities where they had managed to lodge themselves, Renegade climbs out of the prickly predicament he hs gotten himself into.

"Well old man, if you think you can handle me..."

Pulling out the hypodermic needle of Doom, Renegade stabs it directly in Gryphins eye. Howling in pain, he runs around as the burning substance finds its way to his brain...suddenly, Gryphin stops his screaming, jumps up on the table, and begins doing an Elvis impersonation!!

As everyone in the area runs frantically around, searching for earplugs, Renegade lies back, and orders himself a nice cool beer.

(Ahhhh that was tough to type with a broken hand...takes a loooooong time!!)

Rasorow · #**314** June 23rd, 2004, 02:12 AM

Glances into the Cantina wondering if its safe to stop in and meet some people for a few minutes.

As he walks in he sees Renegade jab Gryphin with a needle and decides there might be a new war coming.

Wonders if he can still order a decent glass of wine safely and meet a few people or if Chaos is about to descend.

General Woundwort · #**315** June 23rd, 2004, 02:47 AM

"Yes, you still can. But I'd be quick about it, because things are going to..."

POINK

"Dave, if you hit me with ONE more of those seeds, I'm going to call out the Pinwheels..."

David E. Gervais · #**316** June 23rd, 2004, 03:01 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by General Woundwort:
POINK

"Dave, if you hit me with ONE more of those seeds, I'm going to call out the Pinwheels..."

fffffffffhp,. 'clink' Ha! got you in the ear that time..

fffffffffhp,. 'clunk'

that one hit your nose..

fffffffffhp,. 'Boink'

Wow that kernel actually stuck to your forehead..

..now if you'll just open your mouth to scream I can really test my aim..

Cheers!

Rasorow · #**317** June 23rd, 2004, 03:09 AM

Slides into a chair in an out of the way corner and orders a glass of wine........

Gryphin · #**318** June 23rd, 2004, 04:15 AM

Having asorbed the contents of the needle, done my dance, and Elvis impresion,
Proceeds to do my Tap Dance impresion on the young man's head,

Hmm, forgot to remove my steelium studs, oh well, continues the tap dance on the little ones's face,

Hey, nice map, Maybe Fire on, er, Fyron will use it in an Adamant thingy. perhaps a story could be written from it,

mac5732 · #**319** June 23rd, 2004, 04:23 AM

The older gentleman, watches the Gryphin and Renegade in the rose bushes and the Gryphin impersonation of the King..... Ouch he yells as a corn kernal bops him in the noggin. Doggon it, where are those.. ouch , ouch... the wizen one ducks under his table and beginns searching for the source of these flying torpedos......

Renegade 13 · #**320** June 23rd, 2004, 04:57 AM

While being trampled on by what felt like a herd of miniature elephants, Renegade thinks of a brilliant plan!

Sliding his mutilated and now hideous face out from under the tap-dancing Gryphin, Renegade lets out a ear-piercing whistle...

A few minutes later (while Gryphin is still madly tap-dancing) the most hideous, ugly, and just plain nasty female in the galaxy strides into the room. At 6'4" she is an imposing figure, a figure which is made all the more noticeable by her 300 pound weight.

As she thuds into the room, she spots Gryphin still tap-dancing (albeit at a slower rate than before). Squeeling with delight, she runs over, grabs Gryphin in a bear hug, and hauls him from the room, shouting her glee that she has finally found the tap-dancing man she had always wanted, and now she would never let him go, as long as she lived.

Screaming in pure and unadulterated agony, (both physical, and from the horrible sight of the woman) Gryphin struggles to break free, but is unable. As the stunned patrons watch helplessly, Gryphin is hauled from the room, fate unknown...