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Colosseum After Hours Bar & Lounge [NO SIGN-UP REQUIRED]

Mark turned to look at Genon. "I know, Corrosion posted that the same time Xtreme did." The bouncers suddenly disappeared. Chris stared in awe. "Where did they come from?" The bartender looked back, and gave a deadpan "Beer powers."


He then began mixing the cocktail.
 
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@Corrosion


Francesco "Centurion" Barone moved over so he was sitting next to Chris. "So I guess you fought the immortal drunkard, eh? How was it?"
 
"Yeah," Chris said, removing his helmet and downing his gin. "She got pissed for shooting her in the face. I'm pretty convinced she doesn't even know she's in the Colosseum."
 
James drags Luna out of the bar, then leaves her outside and comes back in,"God she was so annoying"
 
Corrosion said:
"Yeah," Chris said, removing his helmet and downing his gin. "She got pissed for shooting her in the face. I'm pretty convinced she doesn't even know she's in the Colosseum."
"Heh. She could just be butthurt. Or her roleplayer could be one of those guys that always wants every battle to have a 'justification,' which is usually just a tragic misunderstanding. Mine was worse. SilverSolis kept forgetting to respond IC, so I won by default. He had Genon waiting for a week and a half before he decided to take it up with the mods. Free point, but Solis looked like a good opponent. Shame I couldn't fight him."
 
Chris watched James drag Luna outside, before giving an appreciative nod. "She was."
 
"And she threw a shot glass at me because I had the gall to not know she was a fantasy character while trying to help. Goddamn bitch."
 
"Yeah, well she bitch slapped me in the face after seeing me here." Chris replied, finishing his gin.
 
@Xtremenerd


"You know there's a teleporter right outside. I can still see her through the window, you should probably just send her somewhere random before she wakes up again."

Corrosion said:
"Yeah, well she bitch slapped me in the face after seeing me here." Chris replied, finishing his gin.
"That sucks. Say, what's your universe like?"
 
"Are we bad mouthing imbeciles now? Count me in!" Sarcarel exclaimed, walking into the bar. Her mane of violet hair swayed in the gust of wind that shot through the doors as they opened upon her arrival. "Who's the slutty blonde outside?" She asked, taking a seat on one of the bar stools.
 
JohnnyWonton said:
"Are we bad mouthing imbeciles now? Count me in!" Sarcarel exclaimed, walking into the bar. Her mane of violet hair swayed in the gust of wind that shot through the doors as they opened upon her arrival. "Who's the slutty blonde outside?" She asked, taking a seat on one of the bar stools.
Centurion swiveled in his stool to face her. "A self-proclaimed immortal who got drunk to the point of vomiting all over the place, threw a shot glass at me for not knowing she was immortal, slapped this guy in the face"--he pointed to Chris--"for winning a Colosseum match against her (@Corrosion), seemingly doesn't know she's in the Colosseum, and caused a scene. That guy"--he pointed to @Xtremenerd--"injected her with what I can assume is tranquilizer. I'm in favor of teleporting her to North Korea using that teleporter outside, but that's just me."
 
Sarcarel rolled her eyes. "I miss all the fun." She grumbled. "Bar tender, what food items do you serve?" she asked, the depths of her stomach growling from the battle she exited moments before.
 
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"We serve anything you want." Mark said, cleaning the countertop with a rag. Chris turned to Centurion. "Actually, I haven't won yet. I just started by shooting her in the face." He then turned to the new arrival. "So, who might you be?"
 
Corrosion said:
"We serve anything you want." Mark said, cleaning the countertop with a rag. Chris turned to Centurion. "Actually, I haven't won yet. I just started by shooting her in the face." He then turned to the new arrival. "So, who might you be?"
Centurion was dumbfounded. "Wait, how can you be in two places at once--oh, right, roleplay."
 
"In that case I'll have a vegas style buffet please." She ordered after pondering for a bit. Turning to Chris (@Corrosion) she gave him a look of envy. "You're lucky. My damn roleplayer is incompetent! No wonder he can't win anything!" She shouted up into the sky. In return, a giant boulder formed from thin air and nearly crushed her had she not moved it away with her mind.


JohnnyWonton: Bad mouth me again and I'll have you deleted!


"See what I mean! Ugh!" Sarcarel shouted, letting out a roar of frustration.
 
Mark looked at Sarcarel in an inconspicuous sort of way. "Are you sure about that? We don't really serve those things in a bar." He said.


"Hey, what's up?" A voice came from Chris' helmet, and he sighed. "I don't know how that thing keeps turning on."
 
Sarcarel's eyes widened as she looked towards him in terror. "We can't..." She whispered. "They're everywhere. They see everything. They control everything...." Turning to Mark, she scoffed. "Didn't you say you served anything we wanted?" She asked, her tone indicating she was clearly agitated.
 
"Okay, then, don't get knickers in a twist." Mark said, disappearing into the back room. Meanwhile, Chris' helmet continued its ramblings. "I'm just microwaving an egg here. I followed all the instructions and-" A loud pop was heard. "Oh crap! It exploded! But I poked a hole and everything!*" It said, clearly panicking.


*Actual quote
 
Johnnywonton: cooking might not be your thing. You should pick up a new hobby.





And with that, Sarcarel exploded herself. "Grrr! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" She chanted angrily, slamming her fist continuously onto the counter tops. She collapsed her head into her hands and let out a loud grunt. "I hate him..." She whispered quietly to the Soldier.
 
"The yolk's all over the place! Oh god, it smells like-" The voice was abruptly cut off when Chris forcibly brought his fist down on his helmet, silencing it. "That's better."
 
Sarcarel looked towards him with pleading eyes. "Please... Just... end my misery..." she pleaded, referring to the mysterious voice in the sky.
 
Chris looked at Sarcarel with completely no expressions, before immediately flashing a slasher smile. "Sure!" He said, pulling out his pistol and unloading a round into her forehead.
 
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as the hard metal bullet pierced her skull. A pool of blood began to form around her lifeless corpse, however she quickly recovered and awoke with a deep gasp within seconds.


Johnnywonton: I dont think so!





"Blargh!" she shouted, kicking her legs up and resting them on the counter top. Pouting, she crossed her arms and glared at the blank wall. "Gee, you get an A for effort." She snorted sarcastically.
 

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