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 Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 5:48 pm
Whoa whoa whoa. Shots were flying. It was time to get out of here. Too bad the shooter was so close to the door. Luckily he seemed pretty distracted by the dumb guy who'd challenged him. Joe spared the dancing couple only a swift glance before he decided to make a break for it. One other thing he'd learned in his time as a sniper was that the robot masters didn't really give a crap about whether they lived or died. The couple was probably coming over to throw him at the fin-headed guy to stop the fight. He'd rather not stick around for it. Praying his sudden movement wouldn't draw Bass's fire, he ran for the door.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2014 8:24 pm
Air shakes his head at Forte, Ballade, and Dragoon, then calmly raises his gun arm and attempts to shoot a mini tornado at the drunken Ballade. "Challenge the boss when you've sobered up. You guys know the Doc won't like his tower getting damaged by you guys fighting in here. I would strongly suggest taking it to the training grounds." He used suggest because one of the bots being talked to was one of their generals, and it certainly wouldn't do well for him to be trying to order Forte around. Considering the others current mood, that would be like signing away his mobility again. He'd have to remember to get back at Magnet later for sticking him to the ceiling.
Dance follows Top towards the DJ's booth, keeping a wary eye on Forte and Ballade. She blinks in surprise when the Sniper races for the door. She really hoped his actions wouldn't cause the fighting bots to turn their way.
Bubble nods at Splash, then blinks at the Sniper barreling towards the door. That poor sap was probably going to get himself blasted if he kept going like that. "I'll try to slow down our DJ if you want to take Air and Blues towards the DJ booth..." he says quickly to Splash before making his way to try to intercept the fleeing Sniper.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2014 5:05 am
Oh, Magma would have been more than happy to welcome that blast. Bring it, General, he could go for a good fight right about now! If Forte didn't want to -calm down-, and realize that Blues was fine (he just couldn't hold his drinks very well it seemed) well then fine. A fight was good too.
Behind the grin there was a glow starting in Magma's mouth. The bot had been charging up his flame breath to use on Forte...when the b*****d turned his attention on Ballade instead. Damnit. The glow slowly dissipated and the dragon rolled his eyes. Of course, another drunken idiot to ruin his fun.
Could no one hold their drinks here?!
Blues' ears had perked up at the sudden blasts. He wasn't sure just how he ended up with Splash instead of being hooked on Forte, but he was starting to realize something was wrong. And, at the very least, that he should likely get out of here. The General grumped a bit, a half-hearted growl coming from him as he tried to pull away. Yep. Time to go.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2014 5:26 am
Well at least Ballade had horrible aim. Forte was able to dodge the blasts pretty easily before rolling eyes and looking around. Well. He'd ruined a party. He was a party pooper. Oh well. Shrugging, Forte just threw the closest object at Ballade and looked to the lot before yawning. "...Welp. Everyone's leaving, I might as well too."
He wasn't feeling sociable today. Then again, for Forte that was pretty normal. "Sorry for the damage. I'll replace things, yatta yatta." He looked to Splash and Blues, tail flicking lazily behind him as he moved to join them, patting Blues's head. "So. Liquor and this bot don't mix. Let's not do this again. Or at least invite Magma to parties anymore."
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2014 8:19 am
Feeling her captive become restless, Splash tried to maintain her grip. She was vastly relieved when Forte stopped blasting the room. "I apologize for having to bother you General," she said handing custody of the tipsy Blues over. "It would indeed appear Neither General Blues nor Ballade can hold their liquor, although the poor general here really did only have a few sips," Splash was happy enough now the fighting had stopped to be gracious enough to back up what Magma had told Forte. Noting Bubble had gone after the fleeing sniper, she turned to the dragon bot. "....Why don't you help me tame Ballade and we will call it a day? I doubt any of us could have predicted their reaction to alcohol," After her few minutes of anger, Splash's rationality had returned, although she was STILL going to lecture Ballade's ear off about drinking so much.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 8:14 am
Wait...was everyone leaving!? "HEY! I'M NOT--NOT DONE" He hiccuped, then, with a jerk, fell to the ground, out cold. Yeah, maybe three gallons was too much.
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