Man in trenchcoat walks in, Sits down at the bar, orders the strongest drink, tosses it back, and sits on the barstool drunk |
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Ok let's get this rollin' |
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Man in trenchcoat walks in, Sits down at the bar, orders the strongest drink, tosses it back, and sits on the barstool drunk |
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Airsoft BB.....
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Boo on 16 March, 2004
Book_Lover on 17 March, 2004
Cedri on ....i dont care anymore
Another man, much shorter, wanders in looking confused, he asks "wait, isnt this suposed to be an arcade?" he glances around for a bit, then resigns himself to sitting in a corner booth, pulling out a gameboy. |
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there's a rumble outside the bar. the sound is from a black 1964 buick riviera. the engine cuts out and a door slams shut. a few moments later a man walks in the bar. he's tall and well built. he's wearing dark sunglasses, a black suit, and a black fedora. the stranger walks up to the bar and orders a pint of guinness. while waiting for his drink he turns to the man in the trench coat that's now staring at him in a drunken stupor. the stranger says to the drunk, "keep staring bud and you'll be breathing through a hose by the end of the night." the drunk's attention wanders back to his drink. the bartender slides the stranger his drink. the stranger goes to a booth to wait. as he's turning to sit down his coat opens just enough to show the 9mm berretta strapped to his side. this man didn't come here for the guinness. he came for something a little more dangerous. -- the stranger takes his hat and sunglasses off, takes a swig of the guinness, and lights up a cigarette. he's waiting for someone... |
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clear eyes. strong hands.
Don't you guys talk? |
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*lifts his eyebrow at anima's comment* |
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clear eyes. strong hands.
*Wasup walks into the bar* |
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A man that has been sitting at the bar sees the whole thing |
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Early Morning Moment,
A Glimpse of Joy,
But soon it's Over, and I return to Dust...
*wasup looks down upon the midgit* |
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You guys suck.
*Psh plash!!* |
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Early Morning Moment,
A Glimpse of Joy,
But soon it's Over, and I return to Dust...
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You guys suck.
*the stranger, angered by this insolence, slips on some brass knuckles and walks outside to the duel. he sees wasup standing there with some sort of water pistol in hand. the stranger then walks up to wasup* |
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clear eyes. strong hands.
DAMMIT!!! I wanted to fight... |
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Early Morning Moment,
A Glimpse of Joy,
But soon it's Over, and I return to Dust...
*A man with shifty eyes walks into the bar from a backroom and sit down at a table, looking at everyone* |
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*I'm just walking by*. IP addresses are not hidden from veiw. |
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as the cabaret commences, the man with shifty eyes stats to tap his foot: |
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This reality is like a goldfish bowl. The dreamworld is the same, but larger. It's easy to get lost.
*Man walks in. Long black trench coat sways after him.* |
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Wanna play a joke on your chiropractor? The next time he starts working on you, go limp and soil yourself.
Adopts- Axis Lover
*pulls out his Desert egale and blows the bartenders head off his shoulders* |
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*hears the gunshot from within the bar* |
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clear eyes. strong hands.
*A Moogle walks into the bar.* |
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Kaniaz runs in and blows up the bar. |
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Early Morning Moment,
A Glimpse of Joy,
But soon it's Over, and I return to Dust...
*finally done with bartenders body* |
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A man comes in with white hair, a red trenchcoat, and bright blue eyes.(looks exactly like dante from "devil may cry and dmc 2) |
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You guys suck.
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