The Liquid Wallaby - Liquidation Sale! (Closed, new thread)

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"An imperialist is an imperialist, no matter how you paint them. If they attempt to take us over I'll make sure that their heads make a pleasant decoration on top of a pike."


Several Culdranth in military garb approach said bin, glowing staffs pointed at it. One of them, with a submachine gun, steps forward. "Come out of the bin, Yeardling!"

".....Ugh. I guess I can't keep running. Fine."
He stepped out of the bin with his hands raised in surrender.

One with a staff casts a spell, binding his hands and legs together as they start dragging him out. The one with the gun smiles down at him. "I'm disappointed, honestly. I haven't had to use this gun since 2009... I'm not even sure it still works, honestly."

[Chaos Crescent]

"No problem. We should put her in one of the booths over there. More room than the bar stool, and a helluva lot easier than holding her."

'Yeah didn't think that would happen.'

Thus they carry her to a booth, he brushes a her hair from her face.

[Barboneia]

".....Ugh. I guess I can't keep running. Fine."
He stepped out of the bin with his hands raised in surrender.

One with a staff casts a spell, binding his hands and legs together as they start dragging him out. The one with the gun smiles down at him. "I'm disappointed, honestly. I haven't had to use this gun since 2009... I'm not even sure it still works, honestly."

"You should always make sure your weapon is functioning. I once knew someone who tried to fire his AK he hadn't used since, what, '78? Anyways, this was '92. He fired it and it exploded. It was quite entertaining."

[The Wolven League]

"No problem. We should put her in one of the booths over there. More room than the bar stool, and a helluva lot easier than holding her."

'Yeah didn't think that would happen.'

Thus they carry her to a booth, he brushes a her hair from her face.

When Drake looks away, he quickly kisses Ira.

[Chaos Crescent]

'Yeah didn't think that would happen.'

Thus they carry her to a booth, he brushes a her hair from her face.

When Drake looks away, he quickly kisses Ira.

Chuckles.

'Kinda late with that.....'

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

One with a staff casts a spell, binding his hands and legs together as they start dragging him out. The one with the gun smiles down at him. "I'm disappointed, honestly. I haven't had to use this gun since 2009... I'm not even sure it still works, honestly."

"You should always make sure your weapon is functioning. I once knew someone who tried to fire his AK he hadn't used since, what, '78? Anyways, this was '92. He fired it and it exploded. It was quite entertaining."

They toss him into the back of a car and he types up a report. "Sounds like a good time."

[Barboneia]

"You should always make sure your weapon is functioning. I once knew someone who tried to fire his AK he hadn't used since, what, '78? Anyways, this was '92. He fired it and it exploded. It was quite entertaining."

They toss him into the back of a car and he types up a report. "Sounds like a good time."

"Indeed. Luckily he survived."
He looked down at his bloody scrubs.
"When I get sent to prison can I get new clothes? These ones are absolutely filthy."

[The Wolven League]

When Drake looks away, he quickly kisses Ira.

Chuckles.

'Kinda late with that.....'

"With what?" he says, surprised at how Drake saw.

[Crumlark]

Jet hums to the odes of discovery.

Lauren tries on strange garments.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

They toss him into the back of a car and he types up a report. "Sounds like a good time."

"Indeed. Luckily he survived."
He looked down at his bloody scrubs.
"When I get sent to prison can I get new clothes? These ones are absolutely filthy."

He sends in the report and hops into the driver's seat. "You'll get a uniform, no doubt. But I'm sure some Arkadacian prisoner will give you a nice frilly dress when he makes you his prison wife." He snorts. "Honhonhon!"

[Chaos Crescent]

Chuckles.

'Kinda late with that.....'

"With what?" he says, surprised at how Drake saw.

'Nothing. Oh and I didn't see I smelled it.'

Jet hums to the odes of discovery.

Lauren tries on strange garments.

The odes are happy to be hummed about.

Looks for her and says hello possibly scaring her.

[Barboneia]

"Indeed. Luckily he survived."
He looked down at his bloody scrubs.
"When I get sent to prison can I get new clothes? These ones are absolutely filthy."

He sends in the report and hops into the driver's seat. "You'll get a uniform, no doubt. But I'm sure some Arkadacian prisoner will give you a nice frilly dress when he makes you his prison wife." He snorts. "Honhonhon!"

"We'll see about that when I shove a razor down his fucking throat.."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Jet hums to the odes of discovery.

Lauren tries on strange garments.

Evi pops up behind him and nibbles on his ear. "I hope you don't mind, but Byron had a look at my interior. He needed a signal booster for his radio."

Caramehl, looks her over. "They're not strange enough to pass in Culdranthine."

[The Wolven League]

"With what?" he says, surprised at how Drake saw.

'Nothing. Oh and I didn't see I smelled it.'

Jet hums to the odes of discovery.

Lauren tries on strange garments.

The odes are happy to be hummed about.

Looks for her and says hello possibly scaring her.

"You... can smell that?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

He sends in the report and hops into the driver's seat. "You'll get a uniform, no doubt. But I'm sure some Arkadacian prisoner will give you a nice frilly dress when he makes you his prison wife." He snorts. "Honhonhon!"

"We'll see about that when I shove a razor down his fucking throat.."

"I'd be more worried about his razor. Honhonhon!" He snorts again. "But seriously, don't kill any more people. Your sentence is going to be harsh enough as is."

[Barboneia]

"We'll see about that when I shove a razor down his fucking throat.."

"I'd be more worried about his razor. Honhonhon!" He snorts again. "But seriously, don't kill any more people. Your sentence is going to be harsh enough as is."

"Those ones were accidents!"
He smirked.
"Mostly."

[Chaos Crescent]

"You... can smell that?"

'Not the kiss the emotion it gives off.'

Ears twitch and tails sway lazily.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"I'd be more worried about his razor. Honhonhon!" He snorts again. "But seriously, don't kill any more people. Your sentence is going to be harsh enough as is."

"Those ones were accidents!"
He smirked.
"Mostly."

"You're practically incriminating yourself at the moment." He stops the car and Yeardling is promptly thrown out in front of a prison. Then somebody goes to throw him in.

[The Wolven League]

"You... can smell that?"

'Not the kiss the emotion it gives off.'

Ears twitch and tails sway lazily.

"That's... odd."

[Barboneia]

"Those ones were accidents!"
He smirked.
"Mostly."

"You're practically incriminating yourself at the moment." He stops the car and Yeardling is promptly thrown out in front of a prison. Then somebody goes to throw him in.

"I regret NOTHING!"

[Chaos Crescent]

'Not the kiss the emotion it gives off.'

Ears twitch and tails sway lazily.

"That's... odd."

Shrugs.

'That's nothing.'

Changes into a large silver wolf.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"You're practically incriminating yourself at the moment." He stops the car and Yeardling is promptly thrown out in front of a prison. Then somebody goes to throw him in.

"I regret NOTHING!"

The locals promptly make him regret everything and the rest of his life is probably spent hearing that obnoxious HONHONHON laugh.

[The Wolven League]

"That's... odd."

Shrugs.

'That's nothing.'

Changes into a large silver wolf.

"Now I've seen it all..." Tyler says.

"So, umm... from the way you talk about Ira, is she.. yours?"

[Ava Ire]

Ira begins to awaken.

"Wha....where am I again?"

[The Wolven League]

Ira begins to awaken.

"Wha....where am I again?"

"Err... same place. Well, almost; about ten feet away from where you were."