Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v4]

[Low bloods]

"This seems like a game with more risk than reward. Well for me atleast."

“I’ll give you a napkin. Now PULL” He said, raising the shotgun.

He did as instructed and jumped, probably getting blasted in the leg.

[UIS Leviathan]

“I’ll give you a napkin. Now PULL” He said, raising the shotgun.

He did as instructed and jumped, probably getting blasted in the leg.

Indeed, Leviathan missed and struck him on the inner thigh, severing an artery. Then a second shot went through the other leg, doing the same.
“Let the court record show that he did as I said, knowing full well I would.”

[Low bloods]

He did as instructed and jumped, probably getting blasted in the leg.

Indeed, Leviathan missed and struck him on the inner thigh, severing an artery. Then a second shot went through the other leg, doing the same.
“Let the court record show that he did as I said, knowing full well I would.”

He caught himself from stumbling over by placing his hands on the counter. "That was a dick move shooting a second time."
He pushed himself out of his chair into a portal in a rather overdramatic manner. Hours later returning in a wheelchair in a not vary overdramatic manner.
"Do I get to shoot you in the legs now?" He jokingly said as he resumed sitting.

[UIS Leviathan]

Indeed, Leviathan missed and struck him on the inner thigh, severing an artery. Then a second shot went through the other leg, doing the same.
“Let the court record show that he did as I said, knowing full well I would.”

He caught himself from stumbling over by placing his hands on the counter. "That was a dick move shooting a second time."
He pushed himself out of his chair into a portal in a rather overdramatic manner. Hours later returning in a wheelchair in a not vary overdramatic manner.
"Do I get to shoot you in the legs now?" He jokingly said as he resumed sitting.

“No of course not. If I played fair I wouldn’t have just crippled you.”

[Low bloods]

He caught himself from stumbling over by placing his hands on the counter. "That was a dick move shooting a second time."
He pushed himself out of his chair into a portal in a rather overdramatic manner. Hours later returning in a wheelchair in a not vary overdramatic manner.
"Do I get to shoot you in the legs now?" He jokingly said as he resumed sitting.

“No of course not. If I played fair I wouldn’t have just crippled you.”

"I'm surprised you didn't just shoot me in the chest. It was such a surprise I was stunned for a minute. "

[UIS Leviathan]

“No of course not. If I played fair I wouldn’t have just crippled you.”

"I'm surprised you didn't just shoot me in the chest. It was such a surprise I was stunned for a minute. "

"I don't just straight up murder random people."

[The Rapture Republic]

VictorNet enters the Saloon. He would take notice of Oni in a wheelchair. "Pathetic. Since when this started allowing the Cripples in here? Especially infected ones....." He would say in overly in a not pleased manner. VictorNet found himself a chair closest to the bar and order himself a hot cup of chocolate, the server would serve him his drink and after she would ask him for payment, but consequentially this server would was informed about VictorNet and his shenanigans in the multiverse as she would be falling dead surprised with a clean-cut laser going through her jaw and out of the back of her head. The weapon that killed the server would not be seen but it would be visible to see, where the laser came from as VictorNet's right eye would be brighter than his left. "Hopefully, there's a janitor here. I hate how people just keep dying around me, it is truly a mystery." VictorNet said, continuing to enjoy his beverage. " It was mighty nice of her to give me this free drink before it kicked the bucket." He added, finishing the drink and setting down the table and drawing out a cigar pack and light himself one. He would take a comfortable yet secure poise as his mind erased the memory of the server and her corpse next to him, focusing only on enjoying the cigar and nothing else.

[The Auraverse]

VictorNet enters the Saloon. He would take notice of Oni in a wheelchair. "Pathetic. Since when this started allowing the Cripples in here? Especially infected ones....." He would say in overly in a not pleased manner. VictorNet found himself a chair closest to the bar and order himself a hot cup of chocolate, the server would serve him his drink and after she would ask him for payment, but consequentially this server would was informed about VictorNet and his shenanigans in the multiverse as she would be falling dead surprised with a clean-cut laser going through her jaw and out of the back of her head. The weapon that killed the server would not be seen but it would be visible to see, where the laser came from as VictorNet's right eye would be brighter than his left. "Hopefully, there's a janitor here. I hate how people just keep dying around me, it is truly a mystery." VictorNet said, continuing to enjoy his beverage. " It was mighty nice of her to give me this free drink before it kicked the bucket." He added, finishing the drink and setting down the table and drawing out a cigar pack and light himself one. He would take a comfortable yet secure poise as his mind erased the memory of the server and her corpse next to him, focusing only on enjoying the cigar and nothing else.

Hatlen looked over. He witnessed the killing rather dispassionately, before turning once again to Leviathan.

"Looks like you've got a robot pal. Except he doesn't seem to worry overmuch about wanton murder. Either that or his eye laser is wonky."

He shook his head.

"What a waste of biomass."

[UIS Leviathan]

VictorNet enters the Saloon. He would take notice of Oni in a wheelchair. "Pathetic. Since when this started allowing the Cripples in here? Especially infected ones....." He would say in overly in a not pleased manner. VictorNet found himself a chair closest to the bar and order himself a hot cup of chocolate, the server would serve him his drink and after she would ask him for payment, but consequentially this server would was informed about VictorNet and his shenanigans in the multiverse as she would be falling dead surprised with a clean-cut laser going through her jaw and out of the back of her head. The weapon that killed the server would not be seen but it would be visible to see, where the laser came from as VictorNet's right eye would be brighter than his left. "Hopefully, there's a janitor here. I hate how people just keep dying around me, it is truly a mystery." VictorNet said, continuing to enjoy his beverage. " It was mighty nice of her to give me this free drink before it kicked the bucket." He added, finishing the drink and setting down the table and drawing out a cigar pack and light himself one. He would take a comfortable yet secure poise as his mind erased the memory of the server and her corpse next to him, focusing only on enjoying the cigar and nothing else.

"are we going to have to have to beat the shit out of you again?"

[UIS Leviathan]

VictorNet enters the Saloon. He would take notice of Oni in a wheelchair. "Pathetic. Since when this started allowing the Cripples in here? Especially infected ones....." He would say in overly in a not pleased manner. VictorNet found himself a chair closest to the bar and order himself a hot cup of chocolate, the server would serve him his drink and after she would ask him for payment, but consequentially this server would was informed about VictorNet and his shenanigans in the multiverse as she would be falling dead surprised with a clean-cut laser going through her jaw and out of the back of her head. The weapon that killed the server would not be seen but it would be visible to see, where the laser came from as VictorNet's right eye would be brighter than his left. "Hopefully, there's a janitor here. I hate how people just keep dying around me, it is truly a mystery." VictorNet said, continuing to enjoy his beverage. " It was mighty nice of her to give me this free drink before it kicked the bucket." He added, finishing the drink and setting down the table and drawing out a cigar pack and light himself one. He would take a comfortable yet secure poise as his mind erased the memory of the server and her corpse next to him, focusing only on enjoying the cigar and nothing else.

Hatlen looked over. He witnessed the killing rather dispassionately, before turning once again to Leviathan.

"Looks like you've got a robot pal. Except he doesn't seem to worry overmuch about wanton murder. Either that or his eye laser is wonky."

He shook his head.

"What a waste of biomass."

"Trust me, he's no friend."

[The Auraverse]

"Trust me, he's no friend."

"I can't imagine you have many. Though something tells me he has even less. I'd wager that only a select few would be willing to put up with someone whose idea of a temper tantrum involves decapitation."

[UIS Leviathan]

"Trust me, he's no friend."

"I can't imagine you have many. Though something tells me he has even less. I'd wager that only a select few would be willing to put up with someone whose idea of a temper tantrum involves decapitation."

"Oh I have friends, but they're actual people."

"Yes the history of the victors or whatever is long, edgy, and retarded."

[The Raven Technocracy]

VictorNet enters the Saloon. He would take notice of Oni in a wheelchair. "Pathetic. Since when this started allowing the Cripples in here? Especially infected ones....." He would say in overly in a not pleased manner. VictorNet found himself a chair closest to the bar and order himself a hot cup of chocolate, the server would serve him his drink and after she would ask him for payment, but consequentially this server would was informed about VictorNet and his shenanigans in the multiverse as she would be falling dead surprised with a clean-cut laser going through her jaw and out of the back of her head. The weapon that killed the server would not be seen but it would be visible to see, where the laser came from as VictorNet's right eye would be brighter than his left. "Hopefully, there's a janitor here. I hate how people just keep dying around me, it is truly a mystery." VictorNet said, continuing to enjoy his beverage. " It was mighty nice of her to give me this free drink before it kicked the bucket." He added, finishing the drink and setting down the table and drawing out a cigar pack and light himself one. He would take a comfortable yet secure poise as his mind erased the memory of the server and her corpse next to him, focusing only on enjoying the cigar and nothing else.

James raised an eyebrow.
"Lovely, casual murder. That's just fantastic. It's a pity I have no necromantic abilities."

VictorNet enters the Saloon. He would take notice of Oni in a wheelchair. "Pathetic. Since when this started allowing the Cripples in here? Especially infected ones....." He would say in overly in a not pleased manner. VictorNet found himself a chair closest to the bar and order himself a hot cup of chocolate, the server would serve him his drink and after she would ask him for payment, but consequentially this server would was informed about VictorNet and his shenanigans in the multiverse as she would be falling dead surprised with a clean-cut laser going through her jaw and out of the back of her head. The weapon that killed the server would not be seen but it would be visible to see, where the laser came from as VictorNet's right eye would be brighter than his left. "Hopefully, there's a janitor here. I hate how people just keep dying around me, it is truly a mystery." VictorNet said, continuing to enjoy his beverage. " It was mighty nice of her to give me this free drink before it kicked the bucket." He added, finishing the drink and setting down the table and drawing out a cigar pack and light himself one. He would take a comfortable yet secure poise as his mind erased the memory of the server and her corpse next to him, focusing only on enjoying the cigar and nothing else.

"are we going to have to have to beat the shit out of you again?"

"I would be happy to assist in that endeavor."

[The Auraverse]

"Oh I have friends, but they're actual people."

"Yes the history of the victors or whatever is long, edgy, and retarded."

"Plural? Who would possibly want to make more than one of... him? It? Whatever the case may be. Honestly, whoever maintains its function is unlikely to be properly qualified - I'm no officially qualified AI technician myself, but even I can spot a Skynet wannabe when I see one."

"I would be happy to assist in that endeavor."

"Ooh, a bar brawl! Should it come to that, I might try my hand at reformatting him myself. Void knows he needs a spring cleaning."

[The Raven Technocracy]

"Oh I have friends, but they're actual people."

"Yes the history of the victors or whatever is long, edgy, and retarded."

"Plural? Who would possibly want to make more than one of... him? It? Whatever the case may be. Honestly, whoever maintains its function is unlikely to be properly qualified - I'm no officially qualified AI technician, but even I can spot a Skynet wannabe when I see one."

"I've created many AI. I am inclined to agree with your assessment, but it appears sentient. Thus, it's probably just like that, because that is how it chooses to be. Or something went wrong when it was created."

[UIS Leviathan]

VictorNet enters the Saloon. He would take notice of Oni in a wheelchair. "Pathetic. Since when this started allowing the Cripples in here? Especially infected ones....." He would say in overly in a not pleased manner. VictorNet found himself a chair closest to the bar and order himself a hot cup of chocolate, the server would serve him his drink and after she would ask him for payment, but consequentially this server would was informed about VictorNet and his shenanigans in the multiverse as she would be falling dead surprised with a clean-cut laser going through her jaw and out of the back of her head. The weapon that killed the server would not be seen but it would be visible to see, where the laser came from as VictorNet's right eye would be brighter than his left. "Hopefully, there's a janitor here. I hate how people just keep dying around me, it is truly a mystery." VictorNet said, continuing to enjoy his beverage. " It was mighty nice of her to give me this free drink before it kicked the bucket." He added, finishing the drink and setting down the table and drawing out a cigar pack and light himself one. He would take a comfortable yet secure poise as his mind erased the memory of the server and her corpse next to him, focusing only on enjoying the cigar and nothing else.

James raised an eyebrow.
"Lovely, casual murder. That's just fantastic. It's a pity I have no necromantic abilities."

"are we going to have to have to beat the shit out of you again?"

"I would be happy to assist in that endeavor."

"Here sign this list, I'll collect them for the next time a coalition of nations beats the fuck out of the vonsteins."

"Oh I have friends, but they're actual people."

"Yes the history of the victors or whatever is long, edgy, and retarded."

"Plural? Who would possibly want to make more than one of... him? It? Whatever the case may be. Honestly, whoever maintains its function is unlikely to be properly qualified - I'm no officially qualified AI technician, but even I can spot a Skynet wannabe when I see one."

"Oh yes, the vonstiens. Bad for the sake of being bad, edgy for the sake of being edgy."

[Low bloods]

"I'm surprised you didn't just shoot me in the chest. It was such a surprise I was stunned for a minute. "

"I don't just straight up murder random people."

"I didn't see no hesitation."

VictorNet enters the Saloon. He would take notice of Oni in a wheelchair. "Pathetic. Since when this started allowing the Cripples in here? Especially infected ones....." He would say in overly in a not pleased manner. VictorNet found himself a chair closest to the bar and order himself a hot cup of chocolate, the server would serve him his drink and after she would ask him for payment, but consequentially this server would was informed about VictorNet and his shenanigans in the multiverse as she would be falling dead surprised with a clean-cut laser going through her jaw and out of the back of her head. The weapon that killed the server would not be seen but it would be visible to see, where the laser came from as VictorNet's right eye would be brighter than his left. "Hopefully, there's a janitor here. I hate how people just keep dying around me, it is truly a mystery." VictorNet said, continuing to enjoy his beverage. " It was mighty nice of her to give me this free drink before it kicked the bucket." He added, finishing the drink and setting down the table and drawing out a cigar pack and light himself one. He would take a comfortable yet secure poise as his mind erased the memory of the server and her corpse next to him, focusing only on enjoying the cigar and nothing else.

"It was her second week, she didn't even make it to pay day" Vixen said as shadows
dragged the poor girl into the pocket dimension of sorts.

"I'm not crippled, I'm just taking it easy." He nods

[The Auraverse]

"I didn't see no hesitation."

Halten wagged his finger at Oni.

"Tut tut. Away with the double negatives, young man. What do they teach the youth these days?"

[UIS Leviathan]

"I don't just straight up murder random people."

"I didn't see no hesitation."

"Well did I blow your head clean off? No."
"Though I'm surprised I didn't hit your balls, I was aiming there. Might be the lag."

[The Raven Technocracy]

James raised an eyebrow.
"Lovely, casual murder. That's just fantastic. It's a pity I have no necromantic abilities."

"I would be happy to assist in that endeavor."

"Here sign this list, I'll collect them for the next time a coalition of nations beats the fuck out of the vonsteins."

"Plural? Who would possibly want to make more than one of... him? It? Whatever the case may be. Honestly, whoever maintains its function is unlikely to be properly qualified - I'm no officially qualified AI technician, but even I can spot a Skynet wannabe when I see one."

"Oh yes, the vonstiens. Bad for the sake of being bad, edgy for the sake of being edgy."

"Very well."

"I don't just straight up murder random people."

"I didn't see no hesitation."

VictorNet enters the Saloon. He would take notice of Oni in a wheelchair. "Pathetic. Since when this started allowing the Cripples in here? Especially infected ones....." He would say in overly in a not pleased manner. VictorNet found himself a chair closest to the bar and order himself a hot cup of chocolate, the server would serve him his drink and after she would ask him for payment, but consequentially this server would was informed about VictorNet and his shenanigans in the multiverse as she would be falling dead surprised with a clean-cut laser going through her jaw and out of the back of her head. The weapon that killed the server would not be seen but it would be visible to see, where the laser came from as VictorNet's right eye would be brighter than his left. "Hopefully, there's a janitor here. I hate how people just keep dying around me, it is truly a mystery." VictorNet said, continuing to enjoy his beverage. " It was mighty nice of her to give me this free drink before it kicked the bucket." He added, finishing the drink and setting down the table and drawing out a cigar pack and light himself one. He would take a comfortable yet secure poise as his mind erased the memory of the server and her corpse next to him, focusing only on enjoying the cigar and nothing else.

"It was her second week, she didn't even make it to pay day" Vixen said as shadows
dragged the poor girl into the pocket dimension of sorts.

"I'm not crippled, I'm just taking it easy." He nods

James observed the shadows with curiosity, before turning to Oni.
"Why did they take away the corpse?"

[The Auraverse]

"Well did I blow your head clean off? No."
"Though I'm surprised I didn't hit your balls, I was aiming there. Might be the lag."

"Ah, so you maim random strangers rather than outright murdering them. How very gallant of you."

[The Raven Technocracy]

"Well did I blow your head clean off? No."
"Though I'm surprised I didn't hit your balls, I was aiming there. Might be the lag."

"Ah, so you maim random strangers rather than outright murdering them. How very gallant of you."

"I would posit that both of the AI present in the saloon are homicidal, or, have homicidal inclinations. Shoddy programming then, if they are inclined to main or kill random individuals for their amusement."

[UIS Leviathan]

"Well did I blow your head clean off? No."
"Though I'm surprised I didn't hit your balls, I was aiming there. Might be the lag."

"Ah, so you maim random strangers rather than outright murdering them. How very gallant of you."

"Right? I'm the best, clearly."
He pumped the shotgun.
"Would you like to experience it as well?"

[The Auraverse]

"I would posit that both of the AI present in the saloon are homicidal, or, have homicidal inclinations. Shoddy programming then, if they are inclined to main or kill random individuals for their amusement."

"Ah well, I've programmed homicide into things. Generally because those things were designed for homicide. I assume someone just lost track of a few warbots. Seems to happen with alarming regularity - part of the reason we keep ours so thoroughly in-registry."

"Right? I'm the best, clearly."
He pumped the shotgun.
"Would you like to experience it as well?"

"Eh, you can try. A few data points on ballistics are bound to garner some miniscule use somewhere. Though unfortunately the impact won't be quite as... spectacular as with the feline creature. Regardless of where it is you actually aim."

[UIS Leviathan]

"Ah, so you maim random strangers rather than outright murdering them. How very gallant of you."

"I would posit that both of the AI present in the saloon are homicidal, or, have homicidal inclinations. Shoddy programming then, if they are inclined to main or kill random individuals for their amusement."

"Don't compare me to him. He just killed a living human being in cold blood and none of you batted a fucking eye, or have decided to do literally anything to stop, arrest, or kill him with your weird-ass powers. I shot a guy knowing full well that he'd be fine, Hell, he'll probably walk it off. It's how this place works. Yet you sit there, watching someone commit murder. I'd do something, but there's technically no laws here. If you're decent humans or whatever, you'll do something about the literal murderer sitting right there."