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The Pub
Feb 15, 2006 5:46:19 GMT -5
Post by Sleep is the Enemy on Feb 15, 2006 5:46:19 GMT -5
falls on bar mat
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The Pub
Feb 17, 2006 19:42:08 GMT -5
Post by Jest on Feb 17, 2006 19:42:08 GMT -5
It's an epidemic!
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The Pub
Feb 18, 2006 6:13:20 GMT -5
Post by Soul-Divider on Feb 18, 2006 6:13:20 GMT -5
gets up and dusts down, sits on stool steadily and asks for some peanuts to appease the hunger.
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The Pub
Feb 19, 2006 14:12:30 GMT -5
Post by Sleep is the Enemy on Feb 19, 2006 14:12:30 GMT -5
decides to stay layed on teh floor and pretends im a rock
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The Pub
Apr 10, 2006 7:43:29 GMT -5
Post by Soul-Divider on Apr 10, 2006 7:43:29 GMT -5
Walks back inside the desolate pub marked as closed...even though the door is unlocked.
Sits in the same stool as always and waits to be approached by someone
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The Pub
Apr 10, 2006 18:49:54 GMT -5
Post by Jest on Apr 10, 2006 18:49:54 GMT -5
*Jest pops out of no where behind the coutner*
HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW ARE YOU?!!!!!!!!!!! *takes out earplugs* What'll it be?
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The Pub
Apr 11, 2006 13:52:33 GMT -5
Post by Soul-Divider on Apr 11, 2006 13:52:33 GMT -5
"I'll have a large beer my friend"
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The Pub
Apr 13, 2006 7:01:55 GMT -5
Post by Sleep is the Enemy on Apr 13, 2006 7:01:55 GMT -5
wtf? open again?
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The Pub
Apr 13, 2006 18:15:24 GMT -5
Post by Jest on Apr 13, 2006 18:15:24 GMT -5
I'lll open you up again! *Goes at clenchy with a saw*
*later* *gives Soul a pint of beer*
There you go sir.
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The Pub
Apr 14, 2006 16:15:49 GMT -5
Post by Soul-Divider on Apr 14, 2006 16:15:49 GMT -5
thank you...
did you clean up the blood?
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The Pub
Apr 15, 2006 3:57:02 GMT -5
Post by Zeke on Apr 15, 2006 3:57:02 GMT -5
*Walks in.*
Can i have some cheese?
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The Pub
Apr 17, 2006 17:01:47 GMT -5
Post by Avelon on Apr 17, 2006 17:01:47 GMT -5
/me Avelon associates near the center of the pub; no special effects accompany his ominous arrival. As silently as he appeared, he approaches the bar, meeting Jest's eyes with his own dark orbs and holding them, seemingly for a frigid eternity, before he speaks. "Hi. How's it going?"
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The Pub
Apr 17, 2006 17:41:52 GMT -5
Post by Soul-Divider on Apr 17, 2006 17:41:52 GMT -5
"Soul looks over at Avelon and his larger than life enterance with a 0.o look on his face"
Meh. That took too long. Another Large Beer!
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The Pub
Apr 18, 2006 5:47:16 GMT -5
Post by Sleep is the Enemy on Apr 18, 2006 5:47:16 GMT -5
ARGH the pain! more tea passportwo
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The Pub
Apr 18, 2006 16:57:55 GMT -5
Post by Jest on Apr 18, 2006 16:57:55 GMT -5
for now we got
Small Glass of Beer.........................£3 Pint of Beer.......................................£6 Whiskey Shot....................................£6 Peanuts...............................................£2
No chease...or tea, if that's what Clenchy is asking for. I can't quite tell.
jest gracefully lulls the tap to do his bidding, it shudders at his touch as the beer slowly spews fourth into the pint sized cup. Jest stops it just before the end and lets the fizz drip slightly over the side. (does beer fizz? or just root beer?) A cherry and five umbrellas later the masterpeice is done.
"I'm not sure if I should give this to you Soul...it took so much effort. It's my pride and joy! Ah...whatever. Here you go. What'll it be Avelon?" jest eyes Avelon suspisiously. 'I know your type...allways after me lucky charms...Ya can't have them! I'll never let ye!' jest thought to himself
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