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Post by Tycho on Apr 24, 2003 10:56:54 GMT -5
Well, I was out the hospital for 5 minutes, and I see this creep walk by wearing my hat. I made sure the guards weren't around and followed him into an alley. picked up a steel pipe, and Viola! i have it back.
And if you want something with kick, here's a glass of Whiskey with ground Gecko.
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Post by RoadKill on Apr 24, 2003 10:58:11 GMT -5
 lol so what do you serve to drink here?
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Post by Tycho on Apr 24, 2003 11:11:20 GMT -5
Well,
At the moment we have:
Drinks:
Whiskey $4 a bottle
Tequila $6 a bottle
Beer $1 a bottle
Orange Soda $1 a bottle
Food:
Gecko on a stick $2
Kangaroo Steak $6
Kangaroo Ribs $4
Kangaroo Tail Soup $2
Dog Burgers $3
And thats about it.
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Post by RoadKill on Apr 24, 2003 11:13:17 GMT -5
That's quite cheap for a bottle! How about a bottle of whiskey then...and emmm...the gecko sounds good, what sort of a stick is it? |
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Post by Tycho on Apr 24, 2003 11:18:39 GMT -5
Yeah, the price of goods, depends on what we got in. The stuff that's rarest at the moment cost more. We justgot a crate of Whiskey in, Old Man Ordys does a good job up at his still and sells us his stuff real cheap. Hence the low price.
The gecko comes on a stick. The stick is made out of wood. The stick has a sharp point, be careful.
What kind of a stick were you expecting?...
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Post by RoadKill on Apr 24, 2003 11:22:40 GMT -5
I don't know a stick that's a little bit more adventerous, perhaps it has a branch with a leaf coming off it.
Glad to hear Old Man Ordys is still alive and filling bartertown with some good Polish whiskey!
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Post by Tycho on Apr 24, 2003 11:37:33 GMT -5
"In fact, I've been saving this champagne for a special time. But what with you're arrival in Bartertown RoadKill plus, this lovely Cafe finally seeing a few patrons, I think I might just open it up."
He thumbed the cork, sending it skyward with a pop, where it bounced off the ceiling.
"Want a glass?"
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Post by RoadKill on Apr 24, 2003 11:40:50 GMT -5
Hmm i suppose a glass of champagne after a whole bottle of whiskey can't do any harm.
Let's celebrate...stuff...what you said.
By the way the gecko was very nice my compliments to the chef, or the driver if it was roadkill.
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Post by Tycho on Apr 24, 2003 11:44:54 GMT -5
The only roadkill round here is you buddy. Plus all our food is of the best quality, it's only our water which is questionable, according to Uncle.
Now, you've been out in the wastes for quite a while, I guess you have some great stories to tell?
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Post by RoadKill on Apr 24, 2003 11:53:35 GMT -5
Hey I may be RoadKill but I'm still...em...if i wasn't so drunk I'd think of something to say.
*drinks more champagne*
A story eh?
Well gather round everybody....
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Post by RoadKill on Apr 24, 2003 12:28:33 GMT -5
And so the story begins far from here in the northern wastes...
I had been wandering for many days. How many I couldn't rightly say, out there the passage of time is subtle as you wish each hour was your last. The hot sun beat down upon my shoulders. Instead of refreshing it tormented, like the cruel captor of an animal. Each step across the sandy landscape faltered, I stumbled. Fell. I lifted my face out of the sand, and tried to regain my focus. It was near impossible, for out there in the wastes there is nothing to focus on. The lands are desolate, the sky is clear and the sun burns through every tissue in your body. It is hell. I pushed myself up to my knees. Then tried to stand, my muscles quivered and my vision blurred. A hot surge of nausea knocked me back onto the warm sand. I turned my head and opened my eyes, but I saw nothing. It was black…I lost consciousness.
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Post by Tycho on Apr 24, 2003 12:36:44 GMT -5
d**n Roadkill you cant hold your liquor. Now he really is unconscious. Hope he tells us the rest if he wakes up.
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Post by Tbot on Apr 24, 2003 14:34:58 GMT -5
(The Sexy Siren, Princess Tbot sashays into the Cafe and slaps her tail up onto the bar...)
BARKEEP?
I need a drink. I just got into town and boy are my fins tired. Hey -- you look like somebody just beat the crap out of you... What happened?
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Post by Tycho on Apr 24, 2003 14:37:58 GMT -5
Well, apparently my water ain't what it could be, so Unlce wanted Thunderdome, then kicked I disagree. If you wanna know what happened in detail... truth is I don't rightly remeber myself, there are detailed records over at the thunderdome thread.
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Post by Tbot on Apr 24, 2003 14:47:26 GMT -5
 (Princess Tbot reaches her right arm out and pats Tycho's cheek)
Poor Baby...
Gotta watch those desert marauders. They are a real kick in the pants. I need a large container of something refreshing. Got any boars blood... I mean, Whiskey?
(She takes off a bracelet of pure gold and worth at least $1000.) Will this get me anything?
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lol
(Princess Tbot reaches her right arm out and pats Tycho's cheek)