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 Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 6:15 pm
Tommy couldn't help but laugh in his buzzed stupor. "Heh...yeah, I know...tastes like a**...don't worry though, that'll give you a good enough buzz that should last a while." He nodded a few times before drinking from his own glass. He eyed Newt, trying to forget the feeling of almost being eaten...a shudder soon followed.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 6:26 pm
"Like ssssome more?" Victor asked Newt, finding another bottle of rum and managing to get the top off and without waiting for an answer, Victor leans forward and up onto the bar, holding the bottle in one of his small hands and pouring some of the light brown liquid into Newt's glass, setting the bottle down in front of Newt before sitting back down with a smile, the strong rum working on him as his mind started to churn over thoughts in his head.
"You sssaid they got ugly rabbity thingsss up in the labsss? maybe I ought to get one assss a pet, sssome issslandersss got dogssss, why ssshouldn't I get a pet that isss freaker than me?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 4:54 pm
Newt frowned further as the drink burned it's way down his thick throat. He didn't think Victor's joke was funny at all. He was about to excuse himself, but instead, he shifted with a wide-mouthed frown, "M-maybe... maybe one more," He managed, not looking up from the counter top and his webbed knobbly fingers.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:52 pm
Tommy's grin fell as he watched Newt. That poor b*****d...I don't even want to know what it'd be like living in his shoes...Christ...well, here's to him. Tommy drained his glass before refilling Newt's once more. "So...Newton...after this you ah...you wanna head over to my place 'n I can give you those swim trunks I was talkin' about?" He asked seriously at first...but then realized just how that sounded and began to grin. "Goddamn that doe sound dirty, doesn't it?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 7:04 pm
Victor hmmmed quietly to himself, drinking his water and folding his forelegs on the bartop and resting his head on the folded limbs, relaxing as he let his other arms and extra legs hang lazily down. The alcohol was making him tired, and he didn't want to end up fallling asleep at the bar, and struggled to get himself to sit up straighter, shifting on the barstool and almost falling off in the process.
"I think....I've had enough for tonght....they ought to hire a bartender you know?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 10:42 am
"M-maybe... th-that... gor-gor-gorilla who's here... d-during the d-day..." Newt sniffed, recalling a familiar few regulars he'd noticed the few times he had poked by out of curiosity. "I don-don-don't know..." He debated Tommy's offer, eyes flickering up to the batman's hideous face and then down again when he realized what adjective he had instinctively paired with it. That only brought his attention to the ragged, browned remains of his own trunks and his throat quivered anxiously, "Ah... y-yes... th-that... that'd b-be nice... And... and the s-suitcase too, r-right?" He hoped he remembered that correctly, but even the one watered down drink had put a sway to the frog-man's crouch.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 6:43 pm
Tommy just grinned, oblivious to how Newton felt about how he looked. In his current state though, he wouldn't have cared much. "Aw c'mon...yeah! That's the spirit. And sure man, anythin' you need. I know I'm sure as hell not usin' it anymore."
He glanced to Victor as he let out the partypooper line and rolled his eyes. "Damn coldbloods, can't stand the night life."
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 7:07 pm
"Coldbloodsss, isss that we're being called nowadayssss hmmm?" Victor asked, starting to sway on the barstool, starting to turn to attempt to climb down from the bar, but somewhere along the way, something in Victor's alcohol impaired mind went awry, and Victor fell backwards with a started shout, landing firmly into the sandy dirt.
"oooh Damnit ******** that hurt" Victor groaned as he writhed on his back, rubbing his face and snout with his arms and forelegs, his tail sweeping though the sand"I'll be ok I think"
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 8:01 am
"Are... are f-f-fruh-fruh-krrIIT... Frogs c-cold blooded?" The frogman mused distractedly, finally reaching out to pick up a bottle from the other side of the bar to read the label curiously. He wanted another drink. He wanted that numb feeling to come take away the general terror that was his day to day life.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 4:13 pm
Tommy leaned over to look at Victor's landing job and couldn't help but chuckle. "Hah! Oh, Christ, you alright, man?" he said with a grin. He shook his head and looked back to Newt while trying to fish out a packet of blood from his cargoshorts' pocket. The bat-man looked up in thought for a moment before nodding a few times with a shrug. "Last time I checked...oh...'n that's Bourbon. Not as fruity as Rum."
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 4:41 pm
"Been Better Tommy, been better" Victor groaned as he continued to rub his head and slowly rolled back over onto his belly, trying to get the said off of him. The fall and the alcohol was now giving him a headache, and Victor was getting tired.
"I gotta get back to my duplexs... get sssssome Sssleep...later you two" The lizardman mumbled to himself and outloud, turning himself around to start crawling his way back to the village, and not looking back
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