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 Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 12:04 pm
Des: BAR SLAVE I GAVE YOU AN ORDER NOW BRING ME MY JUICE AND BLORCH MEAT!!! *slams his robotic right arm on the table*
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 1:14 pm
*An Irken who's just about as tall as Zim and has a robot that looks like Gir enters* Rene: Bartender, meh needesh meh Vanilla Poop! Or else meh shall go crazy! O.o
Dir (her female version of Gir): Lookie atta kitteh! *points at Jen Jen, Rene's pet cat that Gram Gram (a friend from Earth) gave her)*
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 2:18 pm
hmm...the bouncer position looks interesting. I get free bar access and get to kick random peoples butts! Nice...
Count Invader Sai in!
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 2:20 pm
Sai: HEY!!! What does a girl have to do to get a large chocolate slushie!
DIR: And i wanna hot dog!.....please?
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 2:16 pm
.....Ok! *points to random irkens* YOU! Start fighting so i have something to do!
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 2:17 pm
ok...i didnt realize how dead this thread is. i mean, the girl who posted before me did it in like april 2005....ill just go now...*walks out*
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:57 pm
I'll have a large, classic poop!
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 3:56 am
*Outside a ship lands, producing an Irken Elite. Her title is Elite Invader Pabbel. Irkens who are close to her know her as pabbel. Her dark purple eyes glance around, they contrasted nicely with her pale green skin. She was still covered in Armour from her last mission. Being an Elite means that she is taller than the normal Irken and is allowed on better missions. She wanders into the bar, the S.I.R. fallowing her. When the SIR is inactivated with a command its parts glow a yellow color, where as when it is active they glow red. When she entered the bar she removed her mouth protector and approached the tender. "Something to sooth my partched throat, please". She calmly waited for a drink then looked her robot slave. "what do you need?" The SIR looked up and said "Taco, please, my mistres".*
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 12:12 am
When you say "Bartenders:" do you mean more than one..or was that a typo..because i wanna be a Bartender too or maybe a Manager perhaps -smiles sweetly-
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 9:38 am
Former Fleet Pilot Sai (I gave my character a revised backstory in the 7 months ive been gone from here), taking a break from her bouncer duties stands in the corner reading a book about paranormal creatures all over the universe while her SIR unit DIR sits on the floor playing an Irken Game Slave.
Sai: *looks down at DIR* DIR, you've been playing that blasted game for the past 2 weeks. Dont you think you should take a break?
DIR: NUUU!!!!....must.....fight.....piggies!!!! *remains glued to screen*
Sai: Alright. Just make sure your circuts dont overheat like the las-
*BOOM*
Sai:.....never mind. *drags DIR into a supply closet to repair him*
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