Post by TheRipz on May 4, 2007 0:22:20 GMT -5
Richard: “FOR MY DWARVEN BROTHERS!!!”
Everyone had guzzled down a few beers, these were not as potent as the ones in Thera, but were much stronger then back home on earth.
Mike: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHH”
Matt: “ok… I… I got… a… I got a question for YOU!!!!”
Matt pointed around the general vicinity of Richard, not actually pointing at him, but trying too, the alcohol had affected his systems. Richard looked behind him thinking Matt was pointing at someone else.
Matt: “where, guns…. Where do they come from?”
Richard: “I don’t know I just do this”
Richard lifted his hand into the air and a small pistol spawned into it
Richard: “and pooooooooooof!”
Richard was waving his gun around in circles above his head.
Richard: “it usually comes fully loaded but I can spawn new ammo, wanna see?”
Matt: “once we sowber up a wittle”
Richard: “because we deeeeefinitly don’t want to hurt anyon”
The gun went off and fired into the ceiling
Richard: “woops”
Ryan: “ha-ha, you went boom”
Richard: “I think I’ll put this away… where is you mr.safty button”
Justin: “I feel sick…”
Richard: “does red light mean safety on?”
Kyle: “red light means stop!”
Richard: “STOP!”
Richard pointed the gun at Kyle
Richard: “red light tells you to stop!!”
Kyle: “NO WAY”
Richard: “YES WAY!”
Kyle: “PROVE IT!”
Richard pulled the trigger and a bullet shot out missing Kyle’s head by little under an inch.
Ryan: “IDIOTS”
Richard: “ok we take red light off now”
Ryan: “RED MEANS GO!!!”
Nick: “Green means stop, Red means go, Yellow means crash into the nearest car nearest to you”
Richard: “bye, bye Mr. Red Light”
Mike: “what color is it now?”
Richard: “BLACK”
Mike: “OH MY GAWD”
Justin: “hey guys, a spot on the floor that I can vomit on!”
Richard: “KYLE, don’t move I will test this again!”
Kyle: “FOR THE HORD”
Justin fell to the floor and vomited, Richard was swaying the pistol back and forth across the table before he put up his left hand to help stabilize the gun.
Richard: “Bang, Bang!”
Richard fired the gun and a different bullet came out that slid across Kyle’s cheek and blew up about five inches away from the back of his head.
Mike: “AAAAWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHH”
Richard: “BOOOOOM”
Kyle’s head was flung forward into the table.
Matt: “guys, guys, the bartender is lookin, quick, act cool”
Richard turned his head to look at the bartender, his hand still up in the air holding the gun, Kyle lifted his head off the table but he had a red mark on his forehead from where it hit the table. Mike sat up straight trying to look inconspicuous, so did Matt and Ryan. Justin continued to puke on the floor. Ian had passed out and had his head lying on the table.
Mike: “hey, hey… lets put a chicken wing in his eat!!”
Ryan: “what’s an eat?”
Mike: “ear”
Ryan: “ha you said eat!”
Mike: “NOOOOO”
Richard: “you totally said eat!!”
Mike: “I SWEAR TO EAT, ME DIDN’T SAY GOD”
Matt: “let’s push him into the vomit!”
Richard: “GUESS WHAT?!”
Ryan: “ehhhhhh???”
Richard: “I’ve reached the point where I forgot why I needed to get drunk in the first place!!”
Mike: “THAT DISERVES ANOTHER ROUND!!”
Late into the night they continued to party at the pub, eventually stumbling out and trying to make there way across the street.
Everyone had guzzled down a few beers, these were not as potent as the ones in Thera, but were much stronger then back home on earth.
Mike: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHH”
Matt: “ok… I… I got… a… I got a question for YOU!!!!”
Matt pointed around the general vicinity of Richard, not actually pointing at him, but trying too, the alcohol had affected his systems. Richard looked behind him thinking Matt was pointing at someone else.
Matt: “where, guns…. Where do they come from?”
Richard: “I don’t know I just do this”
Richard lifted his hand into the air and a small pistol spawned into it
Richard: “and pooooooooooof!”
Richard was waving his gun around in circles above his head.
Richard: “it usually comes fully loaded but I can spawn new ammo, wanna see?”
Matt: “once we sowber up a wittle”
Richard: “because we deeeeefinitly don’t want to hurt anyon”
The gun went off and fired into the ceiling
Richard: “woops”
Ryan: “ha-ha, you went boom”
Richard: “I think I’ll put this away… where is you mr.safty button”
Justin: “I feel sick…”
Richard: “does red light mean safety on?”
Kyle: “red light means stop!”
Richard: “STOP!”
Richard pointed the gun at Kyle
Richard: “red light tells you to stop!!”
Kyle: “NO WAY”
Richard: “YES WAY!”
Kyle: “PROVE IT!”
Richard pulled the trigger and a bullet shot out missing Kyle’s head by little under an inch.
Ryan: “IDIOTS”
Richard: “ok we take red light off now”
Ryan: “RED MEANS GO!!!”
Nick: “Green means stop, Red means go, Yellow means crash into the nearest car nearest to you”
Richard: “bye, bye Mr. Red Light”
Mike: “what color is it now?”
Richard: “BLACK”
Mike: “OH MY GAWD”
Justin: “hey guys, a spot on the floor that I can vomit on!”
Richard: “KYLE, don’t move I will test this again!”
Kyle: “FOR THE HORD”
Justin fell to the floor and vomited, Richard was swaying the pistol back and forth across the table before he put up his left hand to help stabilize the gun.
Richard: “Bang, Bang!”
Richard fired the gun and a different bullet came out that slid across Kyle’s cheek and blew up about five inches away from the back of his head.
Mike: “AAAAWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHH”
Richard: “BOOOOOM”
Kyle’s head was flung forward into the table.
Matt: “guys, guys, the bartender is lookin, quick, act cool”
Richard turned his head to look at the bartender, his hand still up in the air holding the gun, Kyle lifted his head off the table but he had a red mark on his forehead from where it hit the table. Mike sat up straight trying to look inconspicuous, so did Matt and Ryan. Justin continued to puke on the floor. Ian had passed out and had his head lying on the table.
Mike: “hey, hey… lets put a chicken wing in his eat!!”
Ryan: “what’s an eat?”
Mike: “ear”
Ryan: “ha you said eat!”
Mike: “NOOOOO”
Richard: “you totally said eat!!”
Mike: “I SWEAR TO EAT, ME DIDN’T SAY GOD”
Matt: “let’s push him into the vomit!”
Richard: “GUESS WHAT?!”
Ryan: “ehhhhhh???”
Richard: “I’ve reached the point where I forgot why I needed to get drunk in the first place!!”
Mike: “THAT DISERVES ANOTHER ROUND!!”
Late into the night they continued to party at the pub, eventually stumbling out and trying to make there way across the street.
