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 Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:30 pm
Sure why not drink up!
*Drinks some more shots*
This place needs a strip club.
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:32 pm
You should be here on Nakey Night.
::sways a little bit and props his chin on his fist on the bar::
Taut and tanned superhero bodies wearing basically nothing. All over the bar. God bless Wally and his bizarre nudist quirk.
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:45 pm
Whenever Wally feels like it, basically.
::dizzily pulls himself to his feet::
Think I've had 'nuff tonight...
::lurches forward and keeps himself from falling down by grabbing Hood's cape::
Whupseedaisie...
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:54 pm
Sorrysorrysorry...
::stumbles to the door::
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:54 pm
*Tugs his cape as he looks down at him and laughs and pulls him up*
Were is that Vamp chick your always with?
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:56 pm
*Slips into the Bistro silently. Keeping low, the raptor assesses Parker and Hartley.*
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 7:24 am
: biggrin rags himself back in, groaning::
Damn you, UV Vodka. Damn you to the foulest pits of the deepest level of Nekron's Hell...
::starts mixing himself a bloody mary, then heads into the back for something to wash down::
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 7:44 am
One day . . . I swear. I'm going to go all "Hulk SMASH!" on Brainiac stare
Why am I a humanoid triceratops?
Oh, that's right. Because Qurl Dox wants to play experiments with reality.
Jerk . . .
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 7:51 am
::walks back out with some scrambled eggs and a bloody mary::
...
Beast Boy?
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 7:53 am
::falls through the skylight::
Oh crap
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 7:53 am
No. I'm a member of the Green Club, but I'm not Beast Boy. Beast Boy doesn't Hulk out.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 7:54 am
::looks up and realizes he's at ground zero for a leather-clad rump landing::
eek
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 7:56 am
You know, a lot of guys would enjoy that.
Of course, Spider-Man might be annoyed that you're flirting with his girl . . .
Wait. ARE you his girl again? I lost track.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 8:01 am
::aims her grappling hook at one of the beams in the rafters, catching herself before impact. She hangs from the wire, dangling mere inches above Piper::
Err... sorry about that, pal. Did someone mention Spiderman? heart
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