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 Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 9:01 am
"Thats probably a good idea, Commodore." says Bigfoot, "Here let me help ya..." Bigfoot hops off his barrel and grabs Kibo by the back of his jacket. As soon as he gets a good grip, Bigfoot drags Kibo ovver to a wall and sits him up agaisit it. "There you go..." Bigfoot then walks back over to his barrel and sits down and continues to drink his ale.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 2:01 pm
Kibo gets up, catches the bag, and falls over again.
Kibo: Gah! Yep, that's definitely five times my weight.
He crosses his blades, and, slurring, commands appearing spirit to carry the bag back to the ship.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 5:09 pm
Bigfoot laughs when Kibo stands up to only fall back down again. Bad thing is, Bigfoot just took a drink of ale. (You may know what this means if you yourself has ever done it) For those of you who don't, Bigfoot just shot ale out his... well... his hole, where his nose was.
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 5:12 pm
Kibo gets up once again, and chuckles at Bigfoot.
Kibo: Well, since the bet's over, toss me a bit more of that Dragon Ale, Storm! I don't even want to remember my name by the time I'm done!
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Posted: Tue Jan 02, 2007 8:41 pm
"That would be a bad thing, just in case you are too drunk to know that."
Bigfoot continues drinking his ale, savoring the falvor.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 10:20 am
Storm passed another bottle Kibo's way.
"My but are we the superior one, Bigfoot. I bet I have something here that'll get you drunk. What's to your fancy? I'll spike it for ya. Then we'll see if your still sober after that."
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 1:03 pm
"I never said I was superior. I just cant get drunk. Personally I like rum better, but wat else ya got? I'm not going to turn down a free drink."
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 2:02 pm
Storm shruged and took a deep swig from her own bottle.
"Like I said before, what's your fancy? I can almost guarantee that I have it. You see, I have a fond love of the drink. Trying a new one or buying a new one is like raiding a ship. Each one is a new experience and has a new suprise for you. Some people I know tattoo their history of pirating onto their bodies. For me, it seems just easier to collect the type of intoxicents I've had in my long life."
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 2:18 pm
Kibo chuckles, even though nothing's funny. He drinks another, and another. He reaches for more, but it takes his three tries to successfully grab the bottle.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 5:04 pm
"I like rum better then ale, whats the strongest rum ya got?" Bigfoot says, "I would get some tattoos back you could probably see that probelm with that."
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 5:09 pm
Kibo cackles, and falls over, nearly unconscious, but still retaining enough muscle control to continue drinking.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 5:50 pm
Storm laughed and looked over at Kibo. She sighed and dragged him over to the wall, not bothering to stand him up again.
"You know, we probely should stop him. And yet, he just looks so cute mindlesly drunk."
She turned back to Bigfoot and started ticking them off on her fingers.
"Well I have calshite, brumeana, diletsinge, valshune, alkhadiren, demaine, freedman, and sckrindinea just to name a few."
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 6:10 pm
Kibo drops the now empty bottle, and holds his hand into the air.
Kibo: I'll haff the strongeft you's gots...
The arm drops, and he closes his eyes, fully unconscious.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 9:54 am
(Wow! That be alot of rum! Are all those real? Or did u make them up?)
"Umm.... I'll try some of thar demaine and freedman rum, cuz those sound good."
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 11:38 am
Storm shook her head.
"Sorry Kibo, but you get nothing. You've had enough as it is."
She sat on the dirty ground and pulled out three bottles. Two of those she poured into the third one. Storm pulled three more smaller bottles out of the bag on her back and dribbled in a little bit from those. She spite in the now full bottle once and capped it. Storm shook it hard for a minuet or so before handing it up to Bigfoot. She leaned back on her arms expectantly.
"Enjoy. That probley won't get you drunk though."
((All but I think one are real. You'd be suprised at how much rum there really is in the the world.))
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