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 Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 6:15 pm
Bigby would you explain to me exactly why the ******** there's a pair of fallen cherubs out back with a piano claiming you had them deliver it here? This is a bar, not the postal service. You tickle the ivories, that's fine with me but don't mess up my day with it.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 6:25 pm
Bigby rolls his eyes and walks ******** Gods and their jokes...
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 6:47 pm
Bigby Wolf Bigby rolls his eyes and walks ******** Gods and their jokes... you got that right.....
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 6:48 pm
They're blocking the Budweiser truck, Bigby.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 6:49 pm
So, do what's logical. Tell 'em to go to Hell. If you'll 'scuse me, the respectful folk are at a funeral.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:03 pm
*Pulls out her holy water shotgun nicked from Keanutine and heads out back, muttering.*
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:05 pm
*Staggers into the Bistro drenched in chocolate. Her eyes are wide, clothes tattered and she is out of breath. She pauses at the doorway, her gaze darting anxiously to the rafters. She exhales a long sigh, finally letting herself in.*
What the hell is with all of the mousse today? They were at Avenger's mansion, but I didn't want to fight them for fear of ruining my outfit, so I ran and took Tony's Maserati and the damn things busted through the windshield! I fought them all of the way to the Bistro! Where the heck is Lucifer?
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:08 pm
Patsy Walker *Staggers into the Bistro drenched in chocolate. Her eyes are wide, clothes tattered and she is out of breath. She pauses at the doorway, her gaze darting anxiously to the rafters. She exhales a long sigh, finally letting herself in.* What the hell is with all of the mousse today? They were at Avenger's mansion, but I didn't want to fight them for fear of ruining my outfit, so I ran and took Tony's Maserati and the damn things busted through the windshield! I fought them all of the way to the Bistro! Where the heck is Lucifer? its not the first weird thing to happen today, linda was poisoned, clark is sick at star labs, with kal-l quarentined there, and johnny gallo is at the hospital with a large bleeding hole in his stomach.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:10 pm
Were there any flying mousse at the Bistro at any time today during all of this?
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:17 pm
They were flitting about the rafters earlier. Patsy do you want a piano? Those ******** cherubs ran off and left it here and it's still blocking the Budweiser truck.
*Goes into the back to find some ammunition to reload her shotgun*
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:21 pm
Raven_Darkholme They were flitting about the rafters earlier. Patsy do you want a piano? Those ******** cherubs ran off and left it here and it's still blocking the Budweiser truck.
*Goes into the back to find some ammunition to reload her shotgun* A... piano..? Umm... sure... just let me find somebody to help me... move it... confused Did somebody wake up on the wrong side of their cloud this morning? This is... crazy... crazy day to say the least.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:24 pm
Patsy Walker A... piano..? Umm... sure... just let me find somebody to help me... move it... confused Did somebody wake up on the wrong side of their cloud this morning? This is... crazy... crazy day to say the least.
Not at all guv, me I'm nothing but rainbows and kittens and flying hampsters.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:30 pm
ummm... whats the shotgun for? the mousse?
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:33 pm
Yes, Hobby I'm an olympic mousse shooter. This shotgun has absolutely nothing to do with the pudgy little gargoyle ******** calling themselves "fallen cherubs" that dropped a piano at my back door blocking the budweiser truck.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 7:37 pm
Raven_Darkholme Yes, Hobby I'm an olympic mousse shooter. This shotgun has absolutely nothing to do with the pudgy little gargoyle ******** calling themselves "fallen cherubs" that dropped a piano at my back door blocking the budweiser truck.
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